ASK XERATH, THE MAGUS ASCENDANT

willoftheblades-irelia:

ask-xerath:

He took a half step closer, tilting his head slightly so he gaunt features could peer at her more closely. “..You do not seem yourself.”

Irelia stepped backwards as he moved closer, hunching in on herself defensively. It looked like she would make a run for it at any second. “D-don’t I?” She tried to sound sarcastic, but the tone was only one of pitiful fright.

"No." He answered, his tone entirely deadpan.  "You do not." His features turned to a frown of irritation. "I feel as though I could push you over in the state you are in and let us be serious here for a moment; look at me." He gestured to his skeletal body and wasted limbs.

willoftheblades-irelia:

ask-xerath:

willoftheblades-irelia:

She blanched, having been banking on

not being approached. “I-I can’t.”

He stared at her blandly for a long moment. “…Why?”

She wrapped her arms tighter around her thinning frame, gaze fixed directly at the floor. “B-because.”

He took a half step closer, tilting his head slightly so he gaunt features could peer at her more closely. “..You do not seem yourself.”

willoftheblades-irelia:

ask-xerath:

willoftheblades-irelia:

"W-why do I k-keep hearing e-e-everyone shouting o-over a stu-stupid plant?"

"Because the same reason every single time they all do stupid things. Why are you stuttering. Stop it."

She blanched, having been banking on
not being approached. “I-I can’t.”

He stared at her blandly for a long moment. “…Why?”

willoftheblades-irelia:

"W-why do I k-keep hearing e-e-everyone shouting o-over a stu-stupid plant?"

"Because the same reason every single time they all do stupid things. Why are you stuttering. Stop it."

//Just a younger human Xerath doodle to cleanse myself of the ‘art’ I just produced of other champs. Because Xerath could be not-ugly and not-old too, back in the day. Very early onset of his veins glowing with magic, but you know, we make do.
I imagine his eyes were brown instead of blue back then too.

//Just a younger human Xerath doodle to cleanse myself of the ‘art’ I just produced of other champs. Because Xerath could be not-ugly and not-old too, back in the day. Very early onset of his veins glowing with magic, but you know, we make do.

I imagine his eyes were brown instead of blue back then too.

"It appears you join us in the land of the tangible once again, Magus Ascendant. Tell me, from one magus to another, what ails you, other than your current predicament?"

quas-wex-exort:

ask-xerath:

"Hmph. I am not like this by choice, Invoker, and nothing ails me that I would care to share with you.” He paused, scowling slightly. “I have no weaknesses. None.

"To deny weakness is the greatest weakness of all, Xerath."

"Pah. Maybe for you.”

"Art of the highest quality. Not only do I excel in the arcane arts, but in creativity and penmanship also."

timetogetourhandsdirty, that-tasted-purple-sorceress, summoner-maury, vixenoftheleague

 ”Caitlyn. You look like a lady of dubious virtue in such revealing clothes. You should be ashamed.” Xerath idly throws his pen to one side, staring critically as his ‘masterpiece’. “You know, this is rather relaxing.”

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officer-hatlady

Who desires me to draw them?

"I have been told to be ‘artistic’."

a-mechanical-girl:

ask-xerath:

a-mechanical-girl:

ask-xerath:

"…Good for conversation? I suppose I am currently discussing food with you at this very moment and thus food has increased my activity levels already.. How very interesting."

"…Even with out the physical presence of food, it has already triggered its social capabilities…"

It is far more powerful than I had previously assumed.

"There is clearly some kind of freakish natural magic going on here."

"Apparently so… how has no one else discovered this?"

"We are pioneers. Geniuses. Perhaps we should start exploiting people with this clear weakness. We could be rich and powerful with such tools."