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It took much asking, pleading, and hanging on his brother’s arm for a looong time, but Kairon had finally convinced his elder brother into visiting other places! :D

Halvard, on his part, was only trying to keep Kairon safe.  Their cabin in the woods was easily defendable and in a remote location, far from any threats.  Traveling anywhere would increase the chances of them being seen, and Kairon being targetted.  He had already promised his little brother that he could spend time with humans in the daylight on The Harrowing, but Kairon’s curiosity and excitement proved to be unquenchable.  So in the end he agreed.

Funnily enough the place Kairon wanted to visit was one Halvard agreed with.  Piltover was certainly a much better location than Noxous or Zuan, though he had them traveling at night regardless.  When asked why he wanted to visit Piltover, the little spook wouldn’t give a clear answer.  Halvard guessed he knew someone here, though how and who was unknown to him.  Nevertheless, he knew Kairon had good instincts, and trusted them for their little excursion.

Though he wondered why Kairon was leading him through the back-alleys.  Admittedly, it was the place Halvard wanted to be, away from potentially prying eyes, but Kairon was taking him down specific routes as if trying to find someone...

Commission for @ask-monkcoon

//And here we have a Bilgewater Monk, also known as Monk’s dream role! Commissioned by the awesome wukong-themonkeyking. Look at that piratey bastard just living it up! And who is that he’s attacking there?

Christmas woke up to his buddy’s cry and knew he was worried, so he sat up and nuzzled his face.

Well if Christmas trusted here then Kairon did, so he stopped his small cry.  Izyaya’s soul!  He could see Izyaya’s soul!  So that’s where he was, he remembered now!  He went home went home with Monkeycoon so he could be somewhere safe while daddy’s... missing...

...

He hugged Christmas tight and burried his face into his fur.  He was really worried ‘bout daddy :(

“Monkeycoon!” It was said without the usual bubbling happiness which was normal for him: instead it was relief.  He hugged the hybrid’s leg tightly as if afraid.  “‘m waitin’ for da-ee, but he not home yet... ‘m worry...”