Ask Kayn (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00af000000000000,timestamp=2020-02-11T22:18:24.907+0000) > > "You are far beyond your capabilities if you're here looking for a fight. You are not a darkin. You are just holding one. More to the point, the stories people tell about this place have more truth to them than you think. Were you not carrying one of the greatest warriors to ever live, you would have been lost long ago," Karthus mused. "I suppose I owe you an explanation. The Shadow Isles have their own way with those who come here. They have an independent will of sorts. They seek to spread their influence and make the whole land like them. A paradise for me and those other who see the beauty of death. However, those like you who come without such pure intentions always fall to corruption and malice." > > Karthus sighed when Kayn flourished Rhaast and struck a fighting pose. Kayn could feel the disdain the spirit had for the childish threat. "I would not suggest trying to pick a fight. I must admit that I have no power over the darkin, but you... you are a different story. I do not have to raise even a finger to rend your very soul from your flesh, as we are here on the Isles." > > The Deathsinger stood still, but Rhaast would sense that something had changed the moment he finished speaking. Rhaast could feel a certain stillness in the air. It felt as dreadful as the prison he had been consigned to. Kayn would notice something very different. The mist that hung about the Isles gathered and thickened in the air. "I suppose I owe you an explanation," the ghost began again. "When I came to the Isles, I should have perished and either gone on to rest like the many blessed souls before me, or become a mindless and hateful husk like so many that come here searching for power or for eternal life. However, I became the spirit you see before you," he continued, "I am free-willed. I am the person I was before I made my fateful journey. Why?" He paused. "The answer is that I desired the freedom and beauty of death itself. The Isles give people what they want, it is just that most people aren't careful what they ask for." The mist by now was almost too thick to see through. It went from a pale green to blacker than night. "You came here looking for a fight. A fight it what you will get, but not from me. You will be fighting the Isles themselves. You will be fighting to hold onto yourself at all." Oh, those statements were as amusing as they were infuriating. Rhaast? One of the greatest warriors to ever live? Really? This lich clearly needed a demonstration. _The old spirit knows well, unfortunately for you, Kayn. And you're already being lectured for this insolence._ Of course, Rhaast would bite back as soon as he felt a tiny bit of recognition. "This once warrior now serves me, a mere tool in my grasp. Can't you see it?" Kayn retorted disdainfully. _Halt! You're meddling with forces beyond your---_ Rhaast's warning fell on deaf ears. The murk surrounded them, blind in an eternal night. "No, Rhaast. This is exactly what we're searching for. I should've known this spirit was no fighter, he'd have others do it for him. But-" His defiant gaze fell to a heavy-lidded stare, lips parting into an amused grin. "I'll take his offering and see what he does next. So I heard, these Isles give everything and take everything from the seekers. They are as cursed as they can be. Just as the lich said. Anyone but us would be dead, Rhaast. Remember, I'm Chosen. The yanlèi, the Spirit Realm, the Shadow Isles. I sense they are connected, and no technique is forbidden." _You'll get us killed! Fool!_ "Think about it further, Rhaast. They found you in a Noxian sewer, deep beneath Vindor. And I'm certain you've heard of the ancient Noxian legends..." Kayn looked up, his grip ready for whatever monstrosity lurked ahead. "But if I happened to be mistaken, this dark power will be useful to me." _I'm not absorbing that magic!_ "Oh, you will. Trust me."
> [{quoted}](name=Ask Kayn,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00af0000000000000000,timestamp=2020-02-25T09:35:58.601+0000) > > "You would do well to listen to the Darkin, Kayn," Karthus called out from beyond the Black Mist. "I can hear you both, and Rhaast knows the danger that you're facing. You want magic and power. You will get what you want, but will assuredly pay the price. The Shadow Isles will consume you and turn you into a raving husk of what you once were, and the poor Darkin will be left behind here, trapped in a farming tool and abandoned in a land with a malevolent will towards any who would dare come retrieve him." "Look closer, I implore," he continued, "you won't find some monster to fight. Your struggle is to leave this place alive." As Karthus spoke, Kayn would feel chills down his spine and unease in his stomach. "The Black Mist is beginning to tug at your very soul," Karthus warned. "I am restraining its progress. I could let go and it will not be long before Kayn is gone and just another zombie will stand where you once did." Kayn could feel the mist entering his lungs as he breathed. The chilly moisture felt thick in his nostrils and cold in his throat. He could almost drink it in. It caused a tingling sensation inside of him that grew from his core to his very extremities. "You will not be the one to use the power you seek. You will be another tool of the Isles," Karthus declared. "That is, unless you're intelligent enough to listen and to deny your stated desire. I've already given you the secret of the Mist. But it may be too late for you. You're already trying to fight." Kayn's entire body felt numb at this point. "If you must fight, fight to escape," the ghost called out from the Mist. "Escape from your foolish desires! Escape from your lust for power. I have told you already that the Isles serve no master, they are their own. This is a power that will not be absorbed or commanded, even by a Darkin."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000059,timestamp=2020-02-22T19:01:17.795+0000) > "I never needed to know much about hunting," Karthus answered, "I grew up in a large city, and once I left I went to the Shadow Isles and was given my precious gift. So usually when I need to hunt something, I all I ever really need to do is use a little magic. If we want to do things the traditional way for the fun of it, we'll be in for much more of a challenge." Karthus didn't need to worry too much about the environment. He was unnaturally cold to begin with, so any ordinary snow wasn't going to bother him. He looked around at the squirrels and birds that darted about the trees. "How big do the jaws we need have to be?" he asked, "because we could easily get a squirrel jaw and then find almost anything else that lives here. The hard part will still be finding something that died of starvation."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000057,timestamp=2020-02-16T23:31:23.889+0000) > With Zoe comfortable in her winter gear, Karthus took her on a quick trip back through the basement and library to get some magic items from storage. Karthus packed up with his usual adventuring gear in addition to several scrolls of teleport as well as some magical doodads and a roll of Snowdown wrapping paper for Zoe to play with in the unlikely (or highly likely) event that she got bored. Thus prepared, Karthus used a scroll of teleport to transport himself and Zoe to a frosty pine forest in the southern part of the Freljord. There was plenty of snow on the ground, but not so much that Zoe would have too many issues walking through it. "I think this would be a good place to look. We should be in Avarosa territory, so any humans we meet aren't likely to be hostile. That should make it easy enough to find what we're looking for," Karthus said. "And if things don't go well, we can just teleport somewhere else."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000055,timestamp=2020-02-12T03:01:55.943+0000) > >(( Hey, life happens. )) "I was thinking of giving my castle legs or some other form of mobility itself instead of using a portal," Karthus explained. "It is far easier for me to create artificial flesh and move earth than it is to slip free of the restraints of the Isles, so opening a portal myself is almost right out of the question. Avoiding conflict should also be easy enough since the castle can move out of the way. And if someone does attack? I don't think besieging a magical castle whose residents are all dead to begin with is an easy task. But if you're the one opening the portal? Everything changes." Alissandra soon finished the repairs and sizing of Zoe's winter wear. "Thank you for that unpleasant diversion," she bantered as she returned to her tapestry, "come back soon." "You're most welcome," Karthus retorted. The lich returned to talking to Zoe. "We should soon be ready for our next little adventure. I should have some teleport scrolls ready that we can use to make it out to the Freljord. If you want or need any other adventuring gear, now is the time to check the basement and library before we go."
Ask Kayn (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00af0000,timestamp=2020-01-31T18:17:21.943+0000) > > (( Intros are important! And sure, that makes it even better.)) Spirits floated lost in their daily oblivion. A routine they seemed cursed to repeat over and over again. Kayn paid no attention to it. He'd never waste time with minions and slaves when the true target stood ahead in the heart of that fortress beyond the moat. Yet, Rhaast's eye curiously stared and studied the apparitions. That could only mean a more powerful spirit ruled the castle. Only a madman like Kayn would dare to venture into that damned landscape searching for a challenge. But he wouldn't stop him. He'd always favor carnage even if it was something as tasteless as a ghost. "So they consider themselves invulnerable", Kayn commented boredly as he looked up at the open gates. "I hope they have the strength to justify the arrogance". But soon his question was answered by the spirit manifesting before them, a being of pure energy that made the darkin shiver in his grasp. "Karthus huh? The master of this castle and village I presume." The boy stopped, looking up, his face crossed by the scar of corruption. "You face Kayn, specter. I've ventured this far searching for a real challenge. You see..." the scythe was drawn, an elegant flourish that ended as he struck a fighting stance. "Your Isles are home to terrifying rumors. I've come to hunt them"
> [{quoted}](name=Ask Kayn,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00af00000000,timestamp=2020-02-11T19:57:26.841+0000) > > "You are far beyond your capabilities if you're here looking for a fight. You are not a darkin. You are just holding one. More to the point, the stories people tell about this place have more truth to them than you think. Were you not carrying one of the greatest warriors to ever live, you would have been lost long ago," Karthus mused. "I suppose I owe you an explanation. The Shadow Isles have their own way with those who come here. They have an independent will of sorts. They seek to spread their influence and make the whole land like them. A paradise for me and those other who see the beauty of death. However, those like you who come without such pure intentions always fall to corruption and malice." Karthus sighed when Kayn flourished Rhaast and struck a fighting pose. Kayn could feel the disdain the spirit had for the childish threat. "I would not suggest trying to pick a fight. I must admit that I have no power over the darkin, but you... you are a different story. I do not have to raise even a finger to rend your very soul from your flesh, as we are here on the Isles." The Deathsinger stood still, but Rhaast would sense that something had changed the moment he finished speaking. Rhaast could feel a certain stillness in the air. It felt as dreadful as the prison he had been consigned to. Kayn would notice something very different. The mist that hung about the Isles gathered and thickened in the air. "I suppose I owe you an explanation," the ghost began again. "When I came to the Isles, I should have perished and either gone on to rest like the many blessed souls before me, or become a mindless and hateful husk like so many that come here searching for power or for eternal life. However, I became the spirit you see before you," he continued, "I am free-willed. I am the person I was before I made my fateful journey. Why?" He paused. "The answer is that I desired the freedom and beauty of death itself. The Isles give people what they want, it is just that most people aren't careful what they ask for." The mist by now was almost too thick to see through. It went from a pale green to blacker than night. "You came here looking for a fight. A fight it what you will get, but not from me. You will be fighting the Isles themselves. You will be fighting to hold onto yourself at all."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000053,timestamp=2020-02-05T05:29:32.739+0000) > > > (( I can't help but think of Zoe as Nietzsche's ubermensch. She is exactly the kind of person I think he had in mind when he wrote _Thus Spake._ )) Karthus was almost as interested to learn about the nature of Aurelion Sol's mini stars as Alissandra was. He had more knowledge of the cosmos than the weaver, but there was always more to learn and each little morsel of information just made his curiosity that much more intense. An immunity to flames and blinding light? That was something he could manage normally, but his necrotic form had a variety of strange interactions with sunlight. It was doubtful he'd be in real danger, but if something went wrong with a star, it would go very wrong, even for the centuries old ghost. After being lost in thoughts on the practicality to flying, teleporting, or getting Zoe to plane shift him out into space and actually trying to touch and record information on stars, Karthus snapped back to the present when Zoe mentioned that she got here by not actually knowing what she was doing. It made sense. Who could expect a twelve year old to be able to fully understand their powers as an Aspect, no matter how old they were in the lifespans of mortals? "Several months gives me plenty of time to prepare," Karthus mused. "It isn't easy for me to teleport to and from the Isles for a long period of time. Remember, the only reason I could journey with you so easily was that your divine powers as an Aspect are greater than the magic that keeps us islanders bound to the Isles. I believe that I can circumvent this for a journey up Targon by bringing enough of the Isles with me. That's normally the Black Mist, but I think that enchanting my castle and the ground it sits upon and bringing it with me should work. It would also be a nice vacation for the many spirits who reside here with me."
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=QUw9GrQE,comment-id=002200000000000000000000000000000001000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-10T16:57:44.404+0000) > > "I suppose that from a practical level our relative mortality is all that makes us different in Noxus," Karthus observed. "You're deadlier than most, so you are where you are. I myself was far from deadly when I was alive. It is a small wonder I survived to adulthood. None of my siblings did. It's quite sad really. Noxus hasn't changed in the slightest since I was alive all those years ago." > > The Deathsinger relaxed a bit. He didn't notice any magic worthy of his concern nearby and one of the best Noxus had to offer was already right in front of him. The chances that he would be stabbed in the back were nil. "You aren't forced to listen," Karthus said. "You could leave. I've already told you why I'm here. If you want to talk, I have until the spirits of black and white finally choose to come after me. That could be now, or that could be forever away. As far as the powerful mages that are here in Noxus, they are hardly a concern of mine at the moment. Everyone in Noxus fears death." "The past means nothing. You are that aura and a creature of the shadows. I am my blades. You either died cursed and painfully or committed unspeakable crimes to become what you are, or most certainly both". While his path had not been that different. A duel and a choice, then a form of nothingness and loyalty, a vow..., that was all that he was, the legacy of Du Couteau inscribed in his blades. He glanced aside, his hawk-like eyes stabbed the darkness around them. "I will listen. Not every day the voice of death crosses my path offering such. But be warned, the shadows have eyes. This is not a place." He turned back, lips stretching into a silent sneer. What would the General say if he saw him willingly summoning a specter like Karthus into the Du Couteau manor? Hopefully, Lady Du Couteau wouldn't notice it despite her absence. The woman was cunningly wicked.
> [{quoted}](name=Ask Talon,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=QUw9GrQE,comment-id=0022000000000000000000000000000000010000000000000000000f,timestamp=2020-01-31T03:50:32.208+0000) > > "Unfortunately, that ancient warlord is a real person. A conqueror who reigned in blood in life, and then died. In his rage and determination, he refused to rest and conquered whatever corner of the underworld to which he had descended. From there, he has reached out with the tremendous magical power he amassed during his time in the death realm. He has come to the Shadow Isles and is solidifying his position. He seeks to do again what he has done in the past and rule an empire with an iron fist. Stories and legends are much more real than you would expect. The fact I am here speaking to you is proof of that," the Deathsinger warned. "And remember," he finished, "my goals are not his. In a way, they are even contrary. He desires power and domination. He will not clean to gutters, rather, he will fill them."
Ask Kayn (NA)
: "Can you hear it? It's a song." _I can feel it_ "Oh, right, you don't have ears". _I do_ The glowing crimson orb was met by Kayn's eyes, especially the red one that shared that same inhuman glare. Probably it was something disgusting, like the supposed 'sense of taste' he had across the curving edge of the blade. "I doesn't matter." Kayn retorted as he continued down the forest's path, far beyond any form of civilization. The lingering fog had forced him to deviate from the path, but then...? He had studied the territory, the landscape, chosen the most convenient spots, but this..., place, this marsh was nothing like he remembered seeing across the maps. Realization embraced his exposed shoulders like a cold blanket of wariness. _But I do sense raw spiritual energy ahead. _ Just like the one Kayn reaped from the bodies of his victims. _Disembodied mana..., I wonder.._ Kayn stopped before what looked like a village surrounding a castle? A perfect small town, different from the landscapes of Ionia but vaguely resembling the Noxian villages of his past. Cobblestone and dirt alleys stretching outwards from the main roads barely visible in the mist. And ahead, a large structure, a castle. Yes, doubtlessly a castle. The domains of a sovereign? He couldn't tell. But he trespassed. //I've taken your post description as intro, if anything let me know!
> [{quoted}](name=Ask Kayn,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00af,timestamp=2020-01-31T04:51:41.825+0000) > (( Oh wow, someone read the intro. Only thing to note is that Karthus' castle is in the Shadow Isles somewhere. )) The moment Kayn and his murderous garden tool entered the village, the pair would immediately come under the feeling that they were being watched. They were. It didn't take much effort to see a great deal of ghosts wandering around the village. Some watched Kayn and Rhaast, while others went around their lives as if nothing had ever happened. Was the entire village in denial that they died? What happened here? It must have had something to do with the spiritual energy that encompassed the area. It didn't take much effort to get to the castle. The moat was shallow, if swampy even by the standards of the marsh. And in any case, the gate was open. Why not? Who would attack a place like this? Everyone Kayn had seen so far was long gone. The castle keep was imposing, but far from the largest fortification Kayn had seen. Moreover, it looked ancient. Ivy covered the walls and moss and grass grew between and on the aged cobblestones of the courtyard. Before Kayn got to the door, it opened before him. And out stepped, or rather floated, a person who Kayn immediate recognized as made up of raw spiritual energy. Now that he was closer, though, Kayn could tell that the energy was almost entirely necrotic. "I have only heard stories and read histories of the Darkin. I never expected one to show up on my doorstep," he said. "And a Darkin should know that mere magic and willpower isn't enough to end their misery. I am Karthus. And who may you and your scythe be?"
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000051,timestamp=2020-01-29T19:24:43.872+0000) > > (( It can be hard to think of an Aspect's hair without thinking of Aatrox's lines towards Taric. 90% of the reason I play Aatrox is for his over-the-top voice lines. )) It didn't take long at all for Alissandra to make the necessary adjustments to Zoe's coat and socks. Decades of experience showed in the fine needlework of the tapestry she was making, as well as the adjustments to Zoe' winter wear. "I've never been to Targon. I came from Freljord, from the Avarosa clan. Targon is far to the south from where I lived, and it's still a ways from here. Is it as tall as everyone says? The legends say that you can touch the stars from the top, but I don't know if they're true. And how did you get here with those on your feet, you poor girl?" she asked as she worked. Karthus thought for a moment. He didn't have much contact with Targon, so the nuances of the situation with the Aspect's chosen ones as well as the rivalry between Solari and Lunari. It wasn't very often that the Black Mist made its way to the slopes of the mountains, and therefore it wasn't often that Karthus got to pay more than a short visit. All Karthus knew at the moment was that a new constellation was appearing in the sky that matched the one linked to the Aspect of War in the oldest texts and that the Lunari and Solari hated each other's guts. "I suppose I'll have to find a way and time to visit properly. I wonder how easily I can make this castle move."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000004f,timestamp=2020-01-29T02:12:50.044+0000) > ((I somehow managed to get about two weeks ahead on my class readings. I think I made myself a bit neurotic over the past semester.)) Alissandra looked at Zoe and was rather confused for a moment. "If you're looking for a librarian, you aren't going to find one better than the one you came in with. It's the only useful thing he does around here half the time," she droned, annoyed with the fact that she was going to have to work on something other than her magnificent tapestry. "I was never much for books. I'm more of an the artistic type if I do say so myself. I wanted more time to work on my masterpieces, and now I'm here," she shrugged. "I guess I got everything I wanted plus some baggage. I'll patch that coat up for you. Thank you for the kind words. Someone has to remind people how to say them every once in a while." "I'm truly stung by your insinuations," Karthus replied with a tone that matched Alissandra's. The two of them together in a room lowered the pH level significantly. "I had nothing but praise for your work the last time I was in here. Maybe I'd come around more if you were nicer." "I don't want you to bother me unless you bring Zoe with you. She's cute and has fun hair," the seamstress finished before turning again to Zoe and talking to her. "My favorite color is green," she said. "And I don't really know much about Targon. Could you tell me more as I size this for you and patch it up?"
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000004d,timestamp=2020-01-23T18:44:14.432+0000) > > Two thousand years. Probably more. The last time Zoe wore socks was ancient history. When it was time to retire, Karthus was going to have to add this to his memoir. Maybe he should start writing now. How much more was there left to do at this point? He hadn't met his goals, but meeting Zoe and helping her with a variety of tasks shifted his priorities and expanded his worldview somewhat. The more Karthus thought about it, he began to wonder if Zoe had some greater purpose in visiting him multiple times, or if this was just a side effect of meeting the Aspect that represented change and the herald of things to come. Divinity was a strange thing. Perhaps it would be worthwhile to climb the slopes of Targon in search of answers? The legends had much more truth to them than even Karthus expected. "She's on the other side of the room with the sewing equipment," Karthus said, gesturing to the far corner of the area. "Her name is Alissandra. Feel free to ask her for help. Here, I'll help carry your things." The Deathsinger watched as Zoe picked out her boots and socks. It seemed that no matter the time period long boots and socks were in fashion. The socks were definitely a bit large, as they were made for an adult woman. He showed Zoe the way to the corner where a petite and bookish looking ghost was leaning over a sewing project. She was wearing glasses and working deftly with a needle and thread. A large, nearly finished, tapestry that depicted what looked like the night sky over the Shadow Isles rested on the sewing table. "Alissandra, our guest has a quick project for you," Karthus said. "Meet Zoe." Alissandra almost couldn't be bothered. "Guest?" she sighed and stared Karthus directly in the eye. "I just want to do my needlework." After her quick complaint, she looked down from Karthus' face and noticed Zoe and her starry. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said quickly, "I thought that Karthus had brought in a soon to be dead tourist and not whatever your are. He's much too kind to them."
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=QUw9GrQE,comment-id=002200000000000000000000000000000001000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-10T16:57:44.404+0000) > > "I suppose that from a practical level our relative mortality is all that makes us different in Noxus," Karthus observed. "You're deadlier than most, so you are where you are. I myself was far from deadly when I was alive. It is a small wonder I survived to adulthood. None of my siblings did. It's quite sad really. Noxus hasn't changed in the slightest since I was alive all those years ago." > > The Deathsinger relaxed a bit. He didn't notice any magic worthy of his concern nearby and one of the best Noxus had to offer was already right in front of him. The chances that he would be stabbed in the back were nil. "You aren't forced to listen," Karthus said. "You could leave. I've already told you why I'm here. If you want to talk, I have until the spirits of black and white finally choose to come after me. That could be now, or that could be forever away. As far as the powerful mages that are here in Noxus, they are hardly a concern of mine at the moment. Everyone in Noxus fears death." "The past means nothing. You are that aura and a creature of the shadows. I am my blades. You either died cursed and painfully or committed unspeakable crimes to become what you are, or most certainly both". While his path had not been that different. A duel and a choice, then a form of nothingness and loyalty, a vow..., that was all that he was, the legacy of Du Couteau inscribed in his blades. He glanced aside, his hawk-like eyes stabbed the darkness around them. "I will listen. Not every day the voice of death crosses my path offering such. But be warned, the shadows have eyes. This is not a place." He turned back, lips stretching into a silent sneer. What would the General say if he saw him willingly summoning a specter like Karthus into the Du Couteau manor? Hopefully, Lady Du Couteau wouldn't notice it despite her absence. The woman was cunningly wicked.
> [{quoted}](name=Ask Talon,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=QUw9GrQE,comment-id=0022000000000000000000000000000000010000000000000000000d,timestamp=2020-01-19T03:25:02.364+0000) > > "I suppose you could put it like that," Karthus chuckled. "Fortunately, I don't really have much competition here. Those who do hold some kind of power beyond the ordinary are either plain and simple killers or aren't interested in abusing souls. This allows me to work on my goals in Noxus almost unhindered. Swain doesn't care that I'm here since those who choose to come with me are people he considers weak and useless. He thinks I'm doing him a favor. Of course, when the day comes, I'll make him the same offer. On the face of things, he seems like someone who would accept for all the wrong reasons. But actually, I don't think he will take me up. I wouldn't be surprised if he was so used to deceptions that he can't take my simple offer at face value." "Now... I must warn you," Karthus finished, "I do have actual competitors. The only one who is an actual danger to me slumbers beyond the grave. He conquered this land long ago and built the city we're in and the great fortress that overlooks it. I'm afraid he has every bit as much magic as I, and much more physical force to complement it. I'm afraid I would have to change how I go about my unlife should he return."
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=QUw9GrQE,comment-id=002200000000000000000000000000000001000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-10T16:57:44.404+0000) > > "I suppose that from a practical level our relative mortality is all that makes us different in Noxus," Karthus observed. "You're deadlier than most, so you are where you are. I myself was far from deadly when I was alive. It is a small wonder I survived to adulthood. None of my siblings did. It's quite sad really. Noxus hasn't changed in the slightest since I was alive all those years ago." > > The Deathsinger relaxed a bit. He didn't notice any magic worthy of his concern nearby and one of the best Noxus had to offer was already right in front of him. The chances that he would be stabbed in the back were nil. "You aren't forced to listen," Karthus said. "You could leave. I've already told you why I'm here. If you want to talk, I have until the spirits of black and white finally choose to come after me. That could be now, or that could be forever away. As far as the powerful mages that are here in Noxus, they are hardly a concern of mine at the moment. Everyone in Noxus fears death." "The past means nothing. You are that aura and a creature of the shadows. I am my blades. You either died cursed and painfully or committed unspeakable crimes to become what you are, or most certainly both". While his path had not been that different. A duel and a choice, then a form of nothingness and loyalty, a vow..., that was all that he was, the legacy of Du Couteau inscribed in his blades. He glanced aside, his hawk-like eyes stabbed the darkness around them. "I will listen. Not every day the voice of death crosses my path offering such. But be warned, the shadows have eyes. This is not a place." He turned back, lips stretching into a silent sneer. What would the General say if he saw him willingly summoning a specter like Karthus into the Du Couteau manor? Hopefully, Lady Du Couteau wouldn't notice it despite her absence. The woman was cunningly wicked.
> [{quoted}](name=Ask Talon,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=QUw9GrQE,comment-id=0022000000000000000000000000000000010000000000000000000b,timestamp=2020-01-18T22:22:16.563+0000) > > "Unfortunately, I can't say for sure," Karthus admitted. "I have not yet met them. I have only ever seen glimpses in the eyes of those to whom I brought solace as a youth. I don't think my life's purpose will be entirely fulfilled until I have met them face to face. But from what you said, I would guess that you belong to Wolf. In Noxus, the land of my youth, the place where I learned of death and lived in death, and the place where I came to love death and see the potential in death, every pair of dying eyes I have ever looked into reflected the dark fur of Wolf." The specter floated very close to Talon. The cold blue orbs of energy that made up the Deathsinger's eyes met Talon's steely, hawklike ones. "But when I look in yours," he finished, "I see neither. Your time is not now. You have time in which to ponder your choice. And remember, the choice isn't made just at the moment of your last breath. You made that choice yesterday, and today, and you will again tomorrow. It isn't up to us when we will meet Kindred, but we can choose how we meet them. Many people made that choice tonight."
Ask Kayn (NA)
: // Is this old wraith interested in having a terrible visit?
> [{quoted}](name=Ask Kayn,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ae,timestamp=2020-01-18T21:56:59.007+0000) > > // Is this old wraith interested in having a terrible visit? (( Well, that depends. Like every other old fogey on the planet, this old wraith is up at odd hours and naps frequently. ))
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000004b,timestamp=2020-01-18T15:48:07.504+0000) > > Not once did Karthus ever expect to be essentially supervising a child god who was far older than he was. He knew Zoe well enough to be certain that even if she weren't currently shackled and her powers restrained that she would still pick this pelt just on the principle of the story she just made up. Karthus didn't remember how that particular pelt actually came into his possession, and he wasn't certain why he still had it. It was obvious that it needed some repairs to hold up to the harsh Freljordian weather. But none of that matter to Zoe. Her little display of ferocity and enthusiasm for the story she made were honestly kind of cute. Karthus knew very little about caring for children, but he did know that their potential for stubbornness and attachment to favored object was unmatched even by dragons. As much as Karthus wanted to throw the patchwork pelt away, he decided that it would be better to save his limited "parenting capital" for when they were actually in the Freljord. "I suppose I'll have someone mend that for you if you're so insistent on adding another chapter to the story of the pelt," Karthus sighed. "And in the meantime, we can find you some boots and socks. You can't scare the cold with your bear pelt." The lich showed the excited little Aspect over to another section of the room and began looking through drawers for Zoe-sized socks and boots.
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000049,timestamp=2020-01-13T00:36:47.368+0000) > > It didn't take long for Zoe to find a pelt she liked. There might be some repairs that needed to be made, but it would be more than enough to keep her warm. Based off Zoe's reaction, Karthus reckoned that it was everything Zoe had imagined. Or maybe not, since it looked fairly beat up and pieced together from one large pelt and various other bits of cloth. How was anyone supposed to be sure that it was going to hold up to Freljord? "Are you certain you want that one?" Karthus asked, "there are plenty more here that are in better shape. You can look more, but if you really do want that one, I can have it sewn together better while we get you boots and socks. I don't think swimming flippers would do much for your feet in the snow."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000047,timestamp=2020-01-04T23:43:29.539+0000) > > "I do indeed mean like a bear pelt," Karthus confirmed. "Come here, there are pelts in this section." Zoe's comment about wanting to stand out in the snow was more than mildly amusing to the lich. All Zoe had to do to stand out anywhere was let her starry hair flow. It wouldn't take long for Zoe to find a suitable fur coat. Snowshoes were a different matter. "That reminds me," Karthus replied, "we are going to have to find boots for you as well. I have some magic items we can use to pass easily through the snow, but they won't help prevent your feet from getting cold and wet." Karthus didn't know and couldn't guess what ever went on inside Zoe's carefree mind. Their personalities were very different and Zoe had seen so much more of the universe than Karthus had. For all the Deathsinger's power and experience, it was humbling to have a conversation with his spastic little friend. The fact she could be so happy at dressing up in furs and snowshoes and almost completely ignore the powerful dampening shackles on her feet was intriguing to the lich. It seemed that illogical that Zoe would exist. How could the messenger of the gods, herald of change, be so carefree for so long? Karthus had long reasoned that the gods were uncaring, but he certainly didn't expect them to be like _this._
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000045,timestamp=2019-12-30T17:02:42.398+0000) > Karthus had honestly forgotten how long many of the clothes stored had been in storage. He did use magical and non-magical means to preserve them, much as he did with anything else, he wasn't entirely sure of the answer to Zoe's question. The lich had never been one to pay attention to fashions, he just happened to have a large collection of almost everything. "I only remember that answer for some of the garments," Karthus explained, "and mostly just the ones I like. I don't think I've personally followed the development of styles across the years. These are all spares I've accumulated over the centuries for situations like this. Feel free to take anything that fits." Karthus checked various wardrobes and dressers. The room was well organized, but it didn't get much use based off the layer of dust that coated most of the furniture and floor. After a few minutes, Karthus had found a small pile of cloaks and other winter gear for Zoe to try on. "These might be your size," he commented, "but I'm not entirely sure. And I'm certain that these aren't the only options. I wouldn't be surprised if there was a pile of furs somewhere that could also be used."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000043,timestamp=2019-12-21T22:56:31.021+0000) > > Karthus was a tad bit surprised that Zoe needed some winter clothing, but she was currently shackled. Magic came so naturally to the Aspect that Karthus was never quite sure if her abilities were a result to her divinity or her talent as a sorceress. Either way, the girl needed some boots and a large coat. "I'm sure I have something around that fits you," he answered, "though we're going to have to look for a while. Children rarely come here and the weather tends to be moderate." Karthus brought Zoe inside and dispatched a few ghosts to look through various storage rooms. Karthus himself took Zoe to one of the larger ones that smelled strongly of mothballs and old cloth and books. The room was full of dressers and wardrobes, with robes, coats, tunics and other articles of clothing hanging up in a well organized fashion. "If we can't find something your size, then I suppose we'll have to make something fit," Karthus shrugged. "I don't think that will be the case. It should also be reasonably easy to find some boots and socks for you. Once you're outfitted, we should be able to leave. Traveling will take a while, but returning will be simple since i have a some teleporation circles ready."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000041,timestamp=2019-12-18T15:54:51.708+0000) > > ((One final to go, then a day of driving. Then home.)) Zoe's musings further deepened Karthus' interest in the heavens. Aurelion's little baby stars and the true, natural giants of the cosmos were fascinating subjects. And the idea of a massive space dragon with enough power to obliterate the planet on a leash? More than amusing. There was so much Karthus wanted to see for himself out in the universe. It came as little surprise to Karthus that Zoe had already been to the Freljord multiple times, nor that she forgot to de-animate the snowmen she made. He understood why other children wouldn't want to play with her. Zoe, the bundle of joy that she was, had perhaps the greatest potential for unintentional destruction of anyone Karthus had ever met. It wasn't hard to imagine a few accidents involving animated snowmen scaring the other children off. On the flip side, Karthus wasn't sure why Zoe's starry hair hadn't garnered her a few friends among the other girls. He always thought they were interested in that sort of thing. "Fortunately, we won't have to visit the Freljord for long if you don't want," Karthus answered. "It all depends on how quickly you want to get the shackles off and Aurelion Sol back on his leash. We may even have an opportunity to de-animate the snowmen if you like."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000003f,timestamp=2019-12-12T15:30:15.924+0000) > > Karthus was somewhat surprised to learn that Sol wasn't behind the stars in the sky. Everyone since his childhood had always told stories of the dragon who lit up the night sky. He assumed that Sol was large by necessity of creating the great balls of plasma. The thought of seeing a star up close was tantalizing, and learning something new was always an attractive proposition to Karthus. "So Aurelion Sol just makes cosmic glitter?" Karthus asked. "The stories of the stars always told that they were created by a dragon. Of course, I grew up in Noxus, which has no contact with the Aspects, so what did we know? It wasn't until I had managed to get some hextechnical manuals and textbooks from Piltover than I learned what stars were made of. Most places don't do that kind of research. I must admit that seeing one up close would be enjoyable." "Anyway," he continued, "we have plenty of access to jaws, but finding such a stomach is going to be difficult around here. Very few living creatures die of starvation here. Noxus or Freljord would be a better place to look. This time of year is particularly harsh in Freljord, so that would be the best place to look.
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000003d,timestamp=2019-12-09T04:08:29.647+0000) >((I'm not normally a fan of sparkles, but I can make an exception for Zoe.)) "I wouldn't say that things are kept in check as much that the nature of those who seek power from the Isles is self-destructive," Karthus opined. "Aside from that, the Isles do seem to have a will of their own. It's a good thing you don't have to ferry messages between Targon and the Isles, though. I think you wouldn't ever get a break of you did." The Deathsinger couldn't help but smile and laugh a little when Zoe talked about heralding the Mists. Getting Aurelion Sol to help? The very idea of getting the legendary haughty star dragon to help with Zoe's work as a cosmic herald was silly. Karthus had never met the dragon himself, but the very idea of treating him like a puppy was novel and the lich was incredulous at the thought. The fact that the normally bubbly Zoe was serious when she said that Aurelion Sol didn't get to tell people he made the stars was icing on the cake. "When we're done getting your shackles off, I would like to see that," he said. "I've never met the dragon before, and the idea of recruiting him into making sparkles is something I need to see happen if I am to believe it can."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000003b,timestamp=2019-12-06T02:48:43.308+0000) > >((I don't think they will be too bad. They're mostly just really long.)) Karthus couldn't help but feel a little warm and fuzzy inside whenever he took the opportunity to tell people about his goals. Perhaps this is what altruism among the undead was like? The lich was in a good mood now, and Zoe's question piqued his interest. Karthus was ready with an explanation. "I welcome those who come here to die. In fact, that is exactly what I came to do," Karthus answered. "As for why so many who come here lose their minds, that is because many come here for the wrong reasons," he continued astutely, "Power is a very common reason for people to come and visit. The Isles sometimes grant that particular wish, but only when it suits the supernatural will of the Black Mist, or whatever dread intelligence is responsible the turning of the gold to the ebon. Power invariably corrupts those who seek it, and so do the Isles corrupt those who ask power of them. In many cases, the mind is destroyed and replaced with a rapacious hunger and hatred. Exceptionally strong wills or people who were powerful to begin with retain some of their personality, such as Hecarim. These are exceptions, however. It is my lament that the majority lose themselves forever. Many people who accidentally come here suffer a similar fate. This is because of the difficult environment and their personal resistance to becoming undead. The Isles give their gift to everyone, regardless of species or creed, and those who are not prepared for it unfortunately lose themselves to it. People are all to ignorant of the joys of unlife, and they don't learn to adapt to it once it becomes theirs."
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-10-12T23:20:37.811+0000) > > Karthus rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment. His new servant probably underestimated the value he could get out of a weekly newspaper and didn't seem to know how often the Black Mist blew out of the Isles. Or the fact that he wasn't reliant on it for survival, only long distance travel. Teleportation was always more difficult for Karthus due to the nature of his bond to the Isles, so he either had to fly himself, get help, or use the Mist. > > "Bilgewater has always been every man for himself. Gangplank was just the strongest and smartest of the captains, assuming he's actually dead," Karthus mused. "Pirates like him have been known to pull some very creative stunts." The Deathsinger paused and thought. Evilarr didn't need to know what she didn't need to know, so he decided to keep quite for a moment. > > When he next spoke, Karthus stayed on the subject of Bilgewater before moving on to the task at hand. "I suppose I shall be happy for those who have been granted their final peace. Bilgewater is not a pleasant place. Now, I believe we have a more immediate matter to take care of. I would like to know more about our target. The more I know about him, the easier this is. If I know enough, I can likely target him with a Requiem and have this whole adventure done in less than a day." Evilarr nodded again while she continued to keep her eyesight fixiated on Karthus' hollow eyes, thinking deeply for a moment about any other noteworthy information she could deliver while she informed him about their immediate target. "Alright." She responded with and reached into her back's pocket for a second scroll, unraveling it then handing it over to Karthus. The Scroll had everything. Picture of face, name, age, specialities, birthday, any family relations, his damn favorite dish. "His name is Brinn. Demacian Intelligence suspects that he intends to use the book he stole for vengeance. When he was younger, his parents were burned at the stake for high treason. He was contacted by the same person that instructed his parents and is now acting against Demacia's interests, yada yada yada the usual patriotic 'stop the bad guy' speech." Evilarr monologued, her tone for the last words making obvious that she was just reciting what she was told, with a profain lack of interest in her voice of course. "However the book is something of personal value which you can have because you I can trust more than him."
> [{quoted}](name=Eternal Torment,realm=EUW,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000007,timestamp=2019-12-05T10:04:57.444+0000) > > The fugitive made himself very easy to find. The ground around him was scorched and desiccated. Some of it had even been melted, in spite of the general swampiness of the area. Mangled bodies and bits of bone were scattered around the area. From his vantage point in the air, Karthus could see a few other area where the fugitive had come into contact with natives of the Isles. "If you apologize for the mess you made I promise your death will be quick and painless," Karthus called down from above. The Deathsinger floated down to several meters in front of the fugitive. "I can also promise your inevitable demise. Nothing in that book can save you. Your natural talent can not save you. I have been asked to kill you. I know who you are and what you are capable of. I know what that book is and what it can do," Karthus stated. "You have no knowledge of necromancy and very little knowledge of magic itself. You are a Demacian. We both know that magic is banned there, let alone necromancy. That doesn't mean you can't follow logic, however. Let's begin with why your power will not save you from me. Your power gives you the ability to reflect magic. My expertise lies in a variety of ways to separate the spirit from the flesh. Being a spirit myself, reflecting my magic back upon me will have no effect. Indeed, some of my spells will even empower me, as they are spells of death and I am a spirit of death. Similarly, your book enables you to manipulate matter and energy. I am made of neither, being a spirit of the dead. My body is only as real as I want it to be. Bending the laws of physics to your will is the bread and butter of the mage. Do you honestly believe that I, a much older and more experienced magician than you, don't have defenses against that book, aside from the fact I exist beyond the mere physical realm? Since I can't be affected by any magic of that book, it is in fact more dangerous to you than it is to me. You're a novice and in a panic. One mistake and you have blown yourself up, and at best, caused some minor property damage." "I see that you chose to come to the Isles out of desperation," he continued. "I can offer you an eternity here as one of the islanders, or, if you prefer, I can simply rend your soul from your body and let that be the end of it. The choice is yours," he finished as he pointed a thin finger at the fugitive. Karthus concentrated some magic into his fingertip and waited for the fugitive to make his choice.
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-10-12T23:20:37.811+0000) > > Karthus rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment. His new servant probably underestimated the value he could get out of a weekly newspaper and didn't seem to know how often the Black Mist blew out of the Isles. Or the fact that he wasn't reliant on it for survival, only long distance travel. Teleportation was always more difficult for Karthus due to the nature of his bond to the Isles, so he either had to fly himself, get help, or use the Mist. > > "Bilgewater has always been every man for himself. Gangplank was just the strongest and smartest of the captains, assuming he's actually dead," Karthus mused. "Pirates like him have been known to pull some very creative stunts." The Deathsinger paused and thought. Evilarr didn't need to know what she didn't need to know, so he decided to keep quite for a moment. > > When he next spoke, Karthus stayed on the subject of Bilgewater before moving on to the task at hand. "I suppose I shall be happy for those who have been granted their final peace. Bilgewater is not a pleasant place. Now, I believe we have a more immediate matter to take care of. I would like to know more about our target. The more I know about him, the easier this is. If I know enough, I can likely target him with a Requiem and have this whole adventure done in less than a day." Evilarr nodded again while she continued to keep her eyesight fixiated on Karthus' hollow eyes, thinking deeply for a moment about any other noteworthy information she could deliver while she informed him about their immediate target. "Alright." She responded with and reached into her back's pocket for a second scroll, unraveling it then handing it over to Karthus. The Scroll had everything. Picture of face, name, age, specialities, birthday, any family relations, his damn favorite dish. "His name is Brinn. Demacian Intelligence suspects that he intends to use the book he stole for vengeance. When he was younger, his parents were burned at the stake for high treason. He was contacted by the same person that instructed his parents and is now acting against Demacia's interests, yada yada yada the usual patriotic 'stop the bad guy' speech." Evilarr monologued, her tone for the last words making obvious that she was just reciting what she was told, with a profain lack of interest in her voice of course. "However the book is something of personal value which you can have because you I can trust more than him."
> [{quoted}](name=Eternal Torment,realm=EUW,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000005,timestamp=2019-12-04T21:04:39.559+0000) > > "Then I suggest you go far away and not return until this is over. I have nothing to fear from him. He can manipulate particles and energy. I am made of neither," Karthus stated, unfazed by the light. It went through his incorporeal body, but he was entirely unaffected. He levitated for a moment, and then flew off towards the light. Karthus flew higher, looking for good view of the incident. It may not have been a simple explosion, but the Deathsinger was capable of much deadlier magic at his disposal. He was confident he could simply use brute magical force to dispose of the fugitive. Either the poor soul would be slain by Karthus' necromany, or the lich would be able to overload the novice mage's ability to absorb and reflect magic. Perhaps the fact that he would have to contain necromancy within himself would poison him, or maybe Karthus would just be too much to handle.
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-10-12T23:20:37.811+0000) > > Karthus rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment. His new servant probably underestimated the value he could get out of a weekly newspaper and didn't seem to know how often the Black Mist blew out of the Isles. Or the fact that he wasn't reliant on it for survival, only long distance travel. Teleportation was always more difficult for Karthus due to the nature of his bond to the Isles, so he either had to fly himself, get help, or use the Mist. > > "Bilgewater has always been every man for himself. Gangplank was just the strongest and smartest of the captains, assuming he's actually dead," Karthus mused. "Pirates like him have been known to pull some very creative stunts." The Deathsinger paused and thought. Evilarr didn't need to know what she didn't need to know, so he decided to keep quite for a moment. > > When he next spoke, Karthus stayed on the subject of Bilgewater before moving on to the task at hand. "I suppose I shall be happy for those who have been granted their final peace. Bilgewater is not a pleasant place. Now, I believe we have a more immediate matter to take care of. I would like to know more about our target. The more I know about him, the easier this is. If I know enough, I can likely target him with a Requiem and have this whole adventure done in less than a day." Evilarr nodded again while she continued to keep her eyesight fixiated on Karthus' hollow eyes, thinking deeply for a moment about any other noteworthy information she could deliver while she informed him about their immediate target. "Alright." She responded with and reached into her back's pocket for a second scroll, unraveling it then handing it over to Karthus. The Scroll had everything. Picture of face, name, age, specialities, birthday, any family relations, his damn favorite dish. "His name is Brinn. Demacian Intelligence suspects that he intends to use the book he stole for vengeance. When he was younger, his parents were burned at the stake for high treason. He was contacted by the same person that instructed his parents and is now acting against Demacia's interests, yada yada yada the usual patriotic 'stop the bad guy' speech." Evilarr monologued, her tone for the last words making obvious that she was just reciting what she was told, with a profain lack of interest in her voice of course. "However the book is something of personal value which you can have because you I can trust more than him."
> [{quoted}](name=Eternal Torment,realm=EUW,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000003,timestamp=2019-12-04T10:12:26.542+0000) > > "I don't have to impress anyone," Karthus answered confidently. "All I need to do is meet expectations. The stories people tell make all the impressions for me," he explained as he walked through his castle and out the front door. Karthus was surprised at the blast. It had no effect on him. Not even his robes blew with the wind. If explosions were all the book could manage, then Karthus was going to have no problem with the rogue mage. "I have two questions," Karthus said. "First, does he cast back the kind of magic I send at him, and second, is all the magic the book can manage physical? I can have him dead within half an hour if the true answer to those questions is yes. I can not be killed, for I am dead, and my body is only as real as I want it to be, for I am a spirit of the dead."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000039,timestamp=2019-12-03T05:27:44.201+0000) > ((Finals begin next week for me.)) "I am sort of the lord of the local area. I do not control all the Isles, but in this marsh I am unchallenged," Karthus explained. "I welcome those who come here for relief from the suffering of life, and I sometimes make journeys across Runeterra to find people who are willing to return here with me and taste true freedom. He continued happily, "Ever since I was a child, I had believed that death held wisdom and the key to freedom from society. I came to the Shadow Isles and was blessed with this death, and I wish to share that gift with the world." The Deathsinger was genuinely happy to share his goals and plans. Karthus didn't seem particularly malevolent, but he certainly had a strange way of going about trying to solve society's problems. "People come here wanting power, but that isn't wise at all. Power is what truly destroys those who come here. The Isles offer death. That is what I came here for, and that is why I retain my mind. Those who come here looking to die are the ones who make up the community I currently lead." "It won't be long until butchers arrive at the castle. I have plenty of spells available to me still, even much of my most powerful magic," Karthus said. "We have little to fear, but a lot to get ready for."
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-10-12T23:20:37.811+0000) > > Karthus rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment. His new servant probably underestimated the value he could get out of a weekly newspaper and didn't seem to know how often the Black Mist blew out of the Isles. Or the fact that he wasn't reliant on it for survival, only long distance travel. Teleportation was always more difficult for Karthus due to the nature of his bond to the Isles, so he either had to fly himself, get help, or use the Mist. > > "Bilgewater has always been every man for himself. Gangplank was just the strongest and smartest of the captains, assuming he's actually dead," Karthus mused. "Pirates like him have been known to pull some very creative stunts." The Deathsinger paused and thought. Evilarr didn't need to know what she didn't need to know, so he decided to keep quite for a moment. > > When he next spoke, Karthus stayed on the subject of Bilgewater before moving on to the task at hand. "I suppose I shall be happy for those who have been granted their final peace. Bilgewater is not a pleasant place. Now, I believe we have a more immediate matter to take care of. I would like to know more about our target. The more I know about him, the easier this is. If I know enough, I can likely target him with a Requiem and have this whole adventure done in less than a day." Evilarr nodded again while she continued to keep her eyesight fixiated on Karthus' hollow eyes, thinking deeply for a moment about any other noteworthy information she could deliver while she informed him about their immediate target. "Alright." She responded with and reached into her back's pocket for a second scroll, unraveling it then handing it over to Karthus. The Scroll had everything. Picture of face, name, age, specialities, birthday, any family relations, his damn favorite dish. "His name is Brinn. Demacian Intelligence suspects that he intends to use the book he stole for vengeance. When he was younger, his parents were burned at the stake for high treason. He was contacted by the same person that instructed his parents and is now acting against Demacia's interests, yada yada yada the usual patriotic 'stop the bad guy' speech." Evilarr monologued, her tone for the last words making obvious that she was just reciting what she was told, with a profain lack of interest in her voice of course. "However the book is something of personal value which you can have because you I can trust more than him."
> [{quoted}](name=Eternal Torment,realm=EUW,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001,timestamp=2019-11-28T14:01:27.226+0000) > > Karthus got up from his seat and walked towards the exit. He was beginning to grow impatient. "Unless the importance of the book's contents pose a particular obstacle to our success, I will have plenty of time to peruse the book and learn of its importance itself," Karthus answered frankly. "We have an unstable novice mage, and you came to me because you need him dead. I perceive that it is more important to fulfill my end of the bargain than to talk more here. Unless there is something I need to know, I would rather not be bothered so I may sooner return to my research." The lich opened the door and walked out. If Evilarr followed, he would continue his string of thought. "I don't have much interest in your fugitive and I won't know how interested I will be in the book until I get to read it. We will see about my curiosity once I complete the task at hand," he finished. Karthus waved his hand and his ancient staff and grimoire full of death were suddenly by his side. "Unless you have something important for me to know, it is time for me to solve your problem. I do not think I will be long."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000037,timestamp=2019-11-19T17:46:15.517+0000) > > The Void was possibly one of the scariest things to any Runeterran that actually knew of its existence. The strange creatures that spawned from it were incredibly deadly, and the most ancient of which were some of the strongest beings to walk, slither, or float across the surface or burrow beneath the ground. "Just another elder god" might be a typical Tuesday for Zoe, but their coming would mark a new chapter in history for everyone else. Karthus didn't have to say anything. The puzzled look on his face would be more than enough to remind Zoe that even the most powerful mortal Runeterrans were outmatched by the watchers in the Void. Still, he answered her question. "I'm centuries younger than the first appearance of the Void," he explained. "I'm only a few hundred years old. Noxus was free from Mordekaiser's rule when I was born and the Blessed Isles had long turned to Shadow." "Anyway," he continued, "I will have some more able servants butcher the meat. The croc'o'lisk would take days for us to do on our own. It's much more efficient to have people that actually know how to butcher an animal do it. There are plenty who have chosen to join me who are more than able of helping here. They will know what to do once the zombies make bring the carcass back to the castle. Unless you really want to find more berries, snails, and other strange things you think Tasha will enjoy cooking, it's more important that we get the basement ready for her arrival. After all, we are about to welcome an emissary of an elder god."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000035,timestamp=2019-11-14T04:27:55.691+0000) > > "Tasha is a very powerful being linked directly to some sort of elder god," Karthus pondered. "She might not be intentionally dangerous and bringing her here may only be marginally risky with the proper precautions, but if we mess up, we accidentally exposed Runeterra to a force that will change the world in a variety of unpredictable and possibly dangerous ways. That being said, if she won't be mad if we send her through a portal in an oven, I won't worry too much." "That being said, we do have a lot of magical preparation to do. Turning my basement into something that would throw a servant of an elder god off the trail of an entire world is a tall order," he continued. "The defenses currently on it took years to build. I'll have some servants move out everything important. I have quite a few more enchantments to craft to throw Tasha off this world's trail and then plenty to do after that, and I may as well fill in that staircase. We can both easily get out once you have the shackles off. I can fly through the ground, and you will be back to normal." Karthus continued to go through plans in his head. He had a lot of powerful artifacts and other magic items to take care of. His adventuring gear was just the tip of a magical iceberg. Still, encapsulating his old basement and building a new one was likely the best plan. Karthus wouldn't get to travel much since he'd have to supervise his collection while he set up fresh defenses, but getting the shackles off Zoe's feet would be worth it. Maybe she would be kind enough to help set up some illusions and abjurations when it was all over? She was a trickery deity, so if anyone could veil Karthus' magical basement, it would be her.
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-10-12T23:20:37.811+0000) > > Karthus rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment. His new servant probably underestimated the value he could get out of a weekly newspaper and didn't seem to know how often the Black Mist blew out of the Isles. Or the fact that he wasn't reliant on it for survival, only long distance travel. Teleportation was always more difficult for Karthus due to the nature of his bond to the Isles, so he either had to fly himself, get help, or use the Mist. > > "Bilgewater has always been every man for himself. Gangplank was just the strongest and smartest of the captains, assuming he's actually dead," Karthus mused. "Pirates like him have been known to pull some very creative stunts." The Deathsinger paused and thought. Evilarr didn't need to know what she didn't need to know, so he decided to keep quite for a moment. > > When he next spoke, Karthus stayed on the subject of Bilgewater before moving on to the task at hand. "I suppose I shall be happy for those who have been granted their final peace. Bilgewater is not a pleasant place. Now, I believe we have a more immediate matter to take care of. I would like to know more about our target. The more I know about him, the easier this is. If I know enough, I can likely target him with a Requiem and have this whole adventure done in less than a day." Evilarr nodded again while she continued to keep her eyesight fixiated on Karthus' hollow eyes, thinking deeply for a moment about any other noteworthy information she could deliver while she informed him about their immediate target. "Alright." She responded with and reached into her back's pocket for a second scroll, unraveling it then handing it over to Karthus. The Scroll had everything. Picture of face, name, age, specialities, birthday, any family relations, his damn favorite dish. "His name is Brinn. Demacian Intelligence suspects that he intends to use the book he stole for vengeance. When he was younger, his parents were burned at the stake for high treason. He was contacted by the same person that instructed his parents and is now acting against Demacia's interests, yada yada yada the usual patriotic 'stop the bad guy' speech." Evilarr monologued, her tone for the last words making obvious that she was just reciting what she was told, with a profain lack of interest in her voice of course. "However the book is something of personal value which you can have because you I can trust more than him."
> [{quoted}](name=Eternal Torment,realm=EUW,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-11-12T16:22:02.708+0000) > Karthus' mind drifted onto preparing for this little excursion. As tempting as it was simply to sing his target to oblivion, that would be too easy. And the more important question of the book would still be left open. His mind snapped back to attention when Evilarr informed him that the book was of some kind of personal importance. There was more going on here than she let on, he assumed. All the more important to make sure he found the book. Why would someone want Karthus, of all the people in Runeterra, to be the one to take care of a magical book with some kind of personal importance? The Deathsinger was very honest about his ambitions, and those ambitions combined with the power he already had were enough to make him a threat to any living group. "I will have zombies searching the Isles soon enough," Karthus promised. "I have various methods of scrying. The fugitive and the book will both be found soon enough." The search would give Karthus plenty of time to plan out exactly how he would dispose of the fugitive, and more importantly, what he would do with this mysterious book.
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000033,timestamp=2019-11-11T02:39:00.633+0000) > > Zoe gave Karthus some significant information that he was going to have to carefully account for when preparing a kitchen for their eldritch guest. Tasha's affinity for heat would be easy enough to deal with, but the fact that she would be difficult or impossible for Zoe to deal with should things go south gave Karthus serious pause. His own safety was suspect when Zoe by herself was involved. As much as he enjoyed her company, the Aspect really didn't have a good sense for mortal limitations, even if the mortal in question was especially powerful and could look after his own safety when dealing with the strange, transcendent, or divine. A being powerful enough to scare Zoe was not one to be taken lightly. "Heat is very important for cooking," Karthus pondered, "but if providing our guest with a heat source is risky, we will have to get creative. Perhaps giving her lab equipment to cook with is the better option." He pulled a notebook out of his pocket and began making a list of tools that Tasha might find useful, but also not interesting enough for her to want to stay in his basement. Hot plates, Bunsen burners, ovens... The ovens in particular would be tricky. "I wonder how feasible it would be if we waited until Tasha was finished, took up residence in an oven we provided for her, and then returned her to her usual world," Karthus suggested. "I fear that may be a bit rude, however. And she could just as easily return to my basement. Unnecessarily angering people more powerful than myself is not a good way to unlive my unlife. Other options we have ready at hand include small stoves as well as making an open fire in the middle of the floor."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000031,timestamp=2019-11-04T19:26:15.441+0000) > >((We had a day this week get up to a balmy 59. Welcome to the Idaho panhandle.)) "I doubt that the snail is dangerous, or at least dangerous to you," Karthus commented as Zoe nervously set the snail back on the ground. "It may be a bit cold and slimy, but so are many other things around here. Frankly, so are normal snails." The information Zoe provided necessitated some thought on Karthus' part. He was going to have to set up a kitchen in his basement. There was plenty of magical, hextechnical, and normal scientific equipment available, but he was going to have to set up an oven, stove, and some other kitchen necessities. He continued the conversation as he pondered the basement remodel. "I think it would be best to provide as full a kitchen as we can. Tasha might bring her knives, but I do not think she would appreciate cooking with lab equipment as much as she enjoys experimenting with culinary novelties," he mused.
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000002f,timestamp=2019-10-29T22:58:52.116+0000) > >(( I don't think we'll have a day above 50 where I am until March. )) "I haven't ever had pig feet," Karthus commented, "but I do know that there are a lot of ways to cook them. Your idea makes me wonder what kind of livestock can actually be raised here on the Isles. The Mist breaks those weak of will and transforms humans into dark mirrors of themselves. I can only imagine what it would do to pigs and cows. I suspect that goats wouldn't change much." After he finished speaking, he took a moment to observe his servants carrying the massive carcass towards his castle. Things seemed to be going smoothly. Zoe, as quick and bouncy as ever, was gone and back again with her discoveries in the time it took Karthus to glance at his zombies. Karthus wouldn't have known she left if she didn't have the snail and grapes. "I think you know exactly what I'm talking about," he commented. The snail and the grapes were exactly what someone would expect to see in these parts. "As far as kitchen materials are concerned, I have plenty of equipment back in my castle. There are also some more unique tools in my basement that I think Tasha would find useful. We're also assuming she won't bring her own cooking supplies," he answered.
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000002d,timestamp=2019-10-24T17:27:48.616+0000) > > Karthus wasn't aware how low on magic Zoe was at the moment, but it likely wouldn't matter. He still had plenty left in the bag and it wasn't too likely another major combat would occur. He was more concerned with making sure Tasha would have something interesting to cook. "I haven't seen a kraken a round here for quite a while. I think the water here is too shallow and the Isles in general keep life away. Anyway, I was thinking we would want to bring as much of the carcass as we can since Tasha would have more fun with the strange parts of the beast. I think whatever glands it has to make the acid it spat may give her an interesting challenge." The Deathsinger peered back into the water. He had a idea for getting the carcass out of the sea and to the castle, but cleaning it and fitting all the meat in the basement would be tricky. With a wave of his hand, Karthus summoned a small army of undead, which mostly began sinking to the bottom where the carcass was. "We'll just carry it out for now. There should be more than enough magic in my castle for us to find something that will solve the rest of our problems," he said before floating back beneath the sea to add some extra magical strength to the muscle his summoned servants provided. About ten minutes later, they resurfaced with the carcass. Walking all the way back to the castle would take a little while, but it wasn't like there was a shortage of fun whenever Zoe was around.
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000002b,timestamp=2019-10-22T15:45:52.531+0000) > > It didn't take much time after Zoe felt safe to leave for the beast to fall to the magical onslaught. It didn't take too much effort for her to figure out where Karthus was since he made use of some very distinct spells to finish the creature off now that it had been weakened. Once done, Karthus used a light spell himself, illuminating his staff with the pale blue glow characteristic of much of Karthus' magic. Now that Karthus had finished the "dangerous" part of the task, he looked around for Zoe. A quick visual search showed that she was swimming up to the surface, and Karthus floated up to her. Zoe's air bubble looked a little bit small, so it was certainly a good thing they were close to the surface. Once at the surface, Karthus waved their boat over and began to plan the next step. "I believe moving the carcass up from the seafloor and into the basement is going to be a greater challenge than slaying the beast was," he opined. "I have enough summoning magic to move it, but I do not have magic prepared to move it easily into the basement."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000029,timestamp=2019-10-18T04:54:37.758+0000) > Karthus wasn't terribly surprised that his whimsical friend chose to get up close and personal with the beast they were hunting. He thought he didn't have to worry too much about Zoe. Even shacked and unable to access many of her divine powers, she was still powerful enough to hold her own. That being said, Karthus questioned her choice of offense. Chill Touch probably didn't do much more than tickle their quarry. Best not to dwell too long on it, though. Zoe probably knew a version that was far more powerful than the simple spell often taught to apprentices. The plan seemed to be working so far. The beast was slowing down little by little. Zoe was certainly doing a good job annoying it. In fact, she seemed to be occupying most of its attention. This gave Karthus ample opportunity to float to within range of the beast and cast a particularly nasty spell. He pointed at it and a bolt of necrotic energy leaped from his finger. Zoe would instantly recognize it as Finger of Death. Even if it didn't outright kill the beast, it was going to deal some heavy damage. It appeared as if this stage of the plan was about to come to a close. Come to think of it, the next part of the plan required pulling this creature out of the water and into Karthus' basement. Did either of them have magic prepared for that? And how would they fit the carcass in the basement?
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000027,timestamp=2019-10-16T15:45:19.271+0000) > > (( I am dead inside. )) The tiny Aspect, for all her reliance on magic and her divine powers, was surprisingly adept at swimming. Perhaps some of her general youthfulness translated into athleticism? Zoe was more than capable of keeping the acid at bay and as quick thinking as ever. It didn't take her long to illuminate their quarry. The creature now glowed green and purple and sparkled as a result of her light spell. Karthus called to Zoe, "I think our best shot at getting a clean carcass is weakening the beast to the point where an instant death effect can easily kill it. It's still too healthy for anything clean to work." He floated closer to the beast, still making full use of his immaterial state. Getting too close would be risky. Regenerating a body could take weeks and was quite boring. Just outside the range of the beast's claws and bite, Karthus began peppering it with Law Waste, the bread and butter of his necromatic offense.The small explosions were just powerful enough to wear down the monster, but it would take a while. Karthus was more than happy to take things slow if it meant the result would be close enough to perfect. Besides, he only had to get the beast to the point something like Slay Living or Symbol of Death would finish the job.
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-10-11T16:52:22.793+0000) > > Karthus listened to Evilarr's proposal. She had a very high estimation of Karthus' abilities. She wasn't _wrong_ in that sense, but it was apparent to Karthus that she didn't quite understand why he was powerful. She didn't need to know what she didn't need to know, so Karthus decided to let her think for herself. An army? Karthus had no need of one. Conquest? What was the point? Power? That was of secondary concern. Karthus already had the power to usher all life to its end. Karthus was after something very different, and he hoped that was clear. Still, his guest had her own impressions of him. Evilarr said she had access to various Demacian vaults. Karthus knew of petricite and various other magical substances and artifacts that Demacia either had or could take hold of. It seemed that Evilarr was willing to offer the services of her crew. With all this in mind, Karthus extended his offer. > > "Service for service is an appropriate exchange," Karthus answered. "So here is what I would like in exchange for the fugitive. I'm certain this request will be much more to your liking than what you're expecting. I simply would like you to bring me any interesting magical novelties and other items you find on your travels, as well as some kind of explorer's report. News travels slowly to the Shadow Isles and I like to keep up to date." > > Karthus' hand glowed blue with power and he wove his fingers together, conjuring a small birdlike spirit. When the spirit was fully formed, it flew from Karthus' fingers and to Evilarr's shoulder. "If you find anything you think will be of interest to me, send it back here. The same goes for any interesting news. No need to make too dangerous a voyage." When she waited for Karthus to reply, she didn't expect him to want something as simple as that. Matter of fact, she could partially fulfill his request on the spot because of how simply it was for her, given her status and Influence, and she decided to let him know of such. "That sounds easy. I can give you some generally interesting news which I do think could benefit you somewhere in the future." She started off and turned towards the direction where she came from, ready to take off. "For starters, next Harrowing should be much easier for the Shadow isles." She began to explain and moved one hand to her chin to rest it as she continued talking. "The prominent figure of Bilgewater, Gangplank, is supposedly dead. His Rulership collapsed when he was ambushed by one of the resident forces and the entire island has become 'Every man for himself'. It's a Turf war for control and the balance is upset like never before. Doesn't help that the little war extends into the sea, causing many ships to be lost. Permanent casualities have nearly tripled in the last month Alone." When she finished informing him of Bilgewater's currently weakened state, she looked towards his face to await an answer for him, wondering if that was interesting enough, or if he really was more towards genuine news that provide intellectual nourishment. She took a gamble to verify what kind of news he really wanted, and if this was not to his liking, then she could continue to provide him with Updates on the world. A captain who travels all lands tends to see and hear a LOT, after all.
> [{quoted}](name=Eternal Torment,realm=EUW,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac0000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-10-12T05:48:12.905+0000) > > Karthus rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment. His new servant probably underestimated the value he could get out of a weekly newspaper and didn't seem to know how often the Black Mist blew out of the Isles. Or the fact that he wasn't reliant on it for survival, only long distance travel. Teleportation was always more difficult for Karthus due to the nature of his bond to the Isles, so he either had to fly himself, get help, or use the Mist. "Bilgewater has always been every man for himself. Gangplank was just the strongest and smartest of the captains, assuming he's actually dead," Karthus mused. "Pirates like him have been known to pull some very creative stunts." The Deathsinger paused and thought. Evilarr didn't need to know what she didn't need to know, so he decided to keep quite for a moment. When he next spoke, Karthus stayed on the subject of Bilgewater before moving on to the task at hand. "I suppose I shall be happy for those who have been granted their final peace. Bilgewater is not a pleasant place. Now, I believe we have a more immediate matter to take care of. I would like to know more about our target. The more I know about him, the easier this is. If I know enough, I can likely target him with a Requiem and have this whole adventure done in less than a day."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000025,timestamp=2019-10-10T04:30:02.778+0000) > > ((Sorry I missed this.)) Zoe made herself an air bubble and dove right on in. She was confident in her abilities and Karthus had little reason to doubt her. Besides, if anything went wrong, he was prepared with book and staff. He himself didn't need air, so he descended beneath the waves and followed the trail of blood. Karthus kept a careful eye on his shackled friend to make sure she was able to swim. He didn't have to worry about the same things she did and was able to rely on his ghostly abilities to move freely in the water. As they dove deep, the water grew dark and it wasn't long before they had to use magic to light the depths. The massive amount of blood didn't help. "I should have attached a light spell to the harpoon," Karthus commented as he floated deeper. It took a few minutes before Karthus and Zoe got to the bottom of the ocean shelf the island was on. The creature they were hunting was quite large and appeared to be resting on the ocean floor. It had four massive flippers, a tail like a whale's, dark green skin, and a head like an alligator's. It appeared to be able to breathe underwater. Maybe it was related to dragon turtles or some other legendary sea creatures? Apparently it didn't expect to be injured so severely or to be chased to the bottom where no light shone. Karthus readied another harpoon and the creature looked up and opened its mouth wide and spewed forth an enormous cloud of acid. Karthus' equipment was well protected, but the acid was still going to sting a bit. Undead or not, Karthus' physiology was still largely functional. That meant his nerves worked. The acid bath wasn't going to be comfortable. Still, the open mouth gave Karthus a good target, so he launched his projectile at the beast as best he could. The harpoon landed only a glancing blow. More blood spilled into the water and Karthus had to turn incoporeal in order to get the acid out of his eyes and nose. "I think this will take longer than planned," he commented, "our beast is tough. I guess that means it's good for protein."
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac0000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-08-12T05:15:11.305+0000) > > "To kill someone thought immortal," Karthus mused, a smile curling on his aged lips. "I believe only the Eternal Hunters themselves to be truly immortal," he opined, "and I am always looking to show to the world what false comfort life is. I think we have the beginning of an agreement. However, there are things I can and can not guarantee. I can guarantee that your fugitive will die. The capture of the book you seek is likely, though the fugitive could easily discard, destroy, or hide it. There is no guarantee that I can protect you from the ravages of the Isles. Any undead short of the Iron Revenant are of no issue. Again I tell you, it is not the body that falters." > > "Now," Karthus finished, "I have told you what I can do on my end of the bargain. I normally guide people to the truest freedom Runeterra has to offer, and helping is its own reward in that case. You aren't seeking that, however, so I ask what you can offer in exchange." Evilarr grit her teeth lightly as Karthus continued to speak and stroked her chin gently in thought. What would someone like Karthus want that she can very well arrange? Power? Influence? A means to defeat rivalry? He did mention that he can take care of anyone *except* the Iron Revenant, who ever that may be. She glanced his way again and nodded before replying. "I can offer you a few things exclusive to nobility and Royalty within Demacian Domain. As Captain to their most influential and world-traversing Vessel, it is well within my power to obtain just about any object from the Vaults, with the exception of the King's crown itself." She explained while starting to walk around slightly. "Now, you obviously already have power. So more power would be an offer you could shrug off with the simple argument of 'I can already see to it myself'. Influence is of little value to you unless you seek to actively conquer the world, which you can only try once a year, during the Harrowing, for only then does the mist extend far enough to reach other lands. Your Rivalry is a matter of time to be resolved and you very likely stand within fair reason of confidence to believe your own victory. Which means that if I think of you as an undead leader, there is virtually nothing I can give you." When she finished walking around a bit, she walked back closer to him and looked into his undead eyes once more, gulping before resuming her speaking. "But, if I think of you as a King, then there is absolutely something I can give to you. No matter how great a king is, the one thing that can always grow is his Army. Soldiers. Powerful servants under your name, capable of traveling far and near without the restrictions of the Shadow Isles. Subjects, alive, and willing to join your cause. A means to beat this Iron Revenant on external Influence and place the first finger of your hand around the world's throat. My and my crew's servitude, that is what I can offer."
> [{quoted}](name=Eternal Torment,realm=EUW,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ac00000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-10-11T03:47:26.528+0000) > > Karthus listened to Evilarr's proposal. She had a very high estimation of Karthus' abilities. She wasn't _wrong_ in that sense, but it was apparent to Karthus that she didn't quite understand why he was powerful. She didn't need to know what she didn't need to know, so Karthus decided to let her think for herself. An army? Karthus had no need of one. Conquest? What was the point? Power? That was of secondary concern. Karthus already had the power to usher all life to its end. Karthus was after something very different, and he hoped that was clear. Still, his guest had her own impressions of him. Evilarr said she had access to various Demacian vaults. Karthus knew of petricite and various other magical substances and artifacts that Demacia either had or could take hold of. It seemed that Evilarr was willing to offer the services of her crew. With all this in mind, Karthus extended his offer. "Service for service is an appropriate exchange," Karthus answered. "So here is what I would like in exchange for the fugitive. I'm certain this request will be much more to your liking than what you're expecting. I simply would like you to bring me any interesting magical novelties and other items you find on your travels, as well as some kind of explorer's report. News travels slowly to the Shadow Isles and I like to keep up to date." Karthus' hand glowed blue with power and he wove his fingers together, conjuring a small birdlike spirit. When the spirit was fully formed, it flew from Karthus' fingers and to Evilarr's shoulder. "If you find anything you think will be of interest to me, send it back here. The same goes for any interesting news. No need to make too dangerous a voyage."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000023,timestamp=2019-10-04T03:04:34.285+0000) > > ((Why not a shark in an air elemental?)) "Fun to play with for you, maybe," Karthus replied, "most people can't swim so well in the ocean, let alone swim well enough to play with sharks or survive being near a kraken. Sailors from Bilgewater will organize entire fleets in order to hunt a kraken and the losses are always high. They still somehow find a way to make a profit, though." The Deathsinger channeled some necromatic power into the harpoon he conjured and threw it into the sea at whatever shadow was beneath them. It didn't seem to be a whale, as those swam in pods and were usually smaller than this. There was a good chance they would have something exotic for Tasha to cook. The harpoon hit its mark and the waters around took a bright green tinge as the creature began bleeding. Now was when the dangerous part of the hunt began. The sea creature thrashed in response to being struck by Karthus' magic. It dove down into the depths, but the ichor it left behind would make it easy to follow. "It seems we shall continue our adventure beneath the waves," Karthus said. "I hope you don't mind getting wet." He summoned a ghost to take care of their boat. Karthus himself took full advantage of the fact he was hardly more than spirit and started to float through the boat and make his way into the sea. "I trust that you have enough power to follow. If not, I'm able to help," he offered.
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000021,timestamp=2019-09-29T14:46:10.251+0000) > > ((Do you work retail? That sounds rough. I also completely forgot what happened to make last week rough since my Thursday/Friday/Saturday were great.)) "Elise? No point in asking her. She would say no and we're going after a different spider anyway. Her arachnid master is much larger and would actually be a challenge to take down. It's simply called the Spider God. Vilemaw is likely one of its children. And regardless, Elise isn't powerful enough to stop me," Karthus explained. "In fact, the only person on the Shadow Isles I'm worried about at all is Mordekaiser. Our goals are very different and I do not think I can face him in combat and win. And an Aspect? I have no real power over a deity." Karthus noticed the creature beneath their boat. Zoe tried to get a closer look. She was probably going to have to remember how to dry herself off without bending reality. "I've seen whales and large sharks around here. Every once in a while you'll see a kraken, but those are unusual. They might be tasty, though." The lich began preparing a line with which to catch this giant fish. He used magic to create a harpoon of bone. No point in baiting a fish that big. "Time to find out what kind of fish we have on our hands," he commented as he prepared to fire his wicked bolt into the sea.
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001f,timestamp=2019-09-23T20:19:17.775+0000) > > (( It's been one heck of a week so far. )) Karthus looked at Zoe and couldn't help but feel for the girl. Aspect though she may be, she still really wasn't any more than twelve. Or two thousand, apparently. Karthus wasn't terribly surprised, but assuming she wasn't underestimating due to time probably working different for her, Zoe was around three or four times his age. He didn't expect her to find playing with animals so much fun or for her to scare them away so easily. She was a deity, part of the normal natural order. She wasn't really that threatening, either. Or at least she wasn't to Karthus, who was capable of surviving the various adventures Zoe liked to go on. Where to find Zoe a puppy that she could actually travel with? The Deathsinger wanted to console his friend, but he wasn't sure how. He sighed. "I think they're scared of simply how naturally powerful you are," he explained, hoping to sheer Zoe up a little. "I would imagine that you could walk right up to them if you disguised your magic. I sometimes need to do the same when it comes to some kinds of animals." "Anyway, I'm sure Tasha could make something edible out of Vilemaw," he continued. "And as far as I know, only his fangs are poisonous. I don't know for sure since I can't really be poisoned, but we should be fine if we actually go out and catch him. Either way, if Tasha wants unusual things to cook, Vilemaw is about as strange as you can get sometimes."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001d,timestamp=2019-09-18T06:30:32.978+0000) > > Karthus didn't quite know the extent of Zoe's powers. He didn't suspect that she had the ability to alter fate, but he thought she still had more power available than she let on. She might not know exactly how much power she still had given that most of her abilities had to do with traveling, but the lich wouldn't be surprised at all if the tiny Aspect was still easily capable of playing paddle-ball with stars. He had little reason to doubt her ability, given that she could saunter through the Shadow Isles without anything worthy of her attention happening. The Deathsinger kept such thoughts to himself for the moment. It wasn't likely that Zoe would have to make much use of her divine or sorcerous abilities. She was potent enough without pushing herself, and Karthus had plenty of firepower on his own. They had more important things to focus on. "Vilemaw is the spider," he answered, "I don't understand why people come to get eaten by the thing. I suppose we should probably catch him and give him to Tasha to cook. He's not the only oversized spider around and not the strongest." Karthus watched the wisps of light retreat from Zoe's friendliness. "Animals are often afraid of people," he explained. "Especially smaller animals. Large ones that are used to people don't mind so much. If you spook animals here, they will probably try to run or fight. And once they know how strong you actually are, they will be careful around you."
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001b,timestamp=2019-09-14T01:17:15.146+0000) > >(( Longer shackles would be harder due to the increased drag. Water supports a lot of the weight. )) "The Mist is the most dangerous thing here to mortals," Karthus affirmed. "I believe it may even be the hatred and despair of the Ruined King made manifest," he explained. "I've learned many things about it, but I don't have much more than a strong hunch regarding the early history of this place, but it's what really makes the Shadow Isles the Shadow Isles." Karthus would set to mending the boat as Zoe stepped in. He was always ready with some minor magic for convenience. It took a minute, but the boat would soon be able to easily float the two. They didn't need a boat to fish, even in the ocean, but sitting down with hook and line had its own charm. "We don't need to sail, fortunately," Karthus said as he sat in the boat. He had plenty of magic at his disposal, and soon enough an unseen servant would be rowing the boat wherever they needed to go. Karthus began flipping though a spellbook and some notes he had written. "We shouldn't have any problems with weather or sea monsters. The powerful ones have learned who I am and tend to avoid me. I'm certain that the presence of an Aspect, even shackled, would be similarly chilling."
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=QUw9GrQE,comment-id=002200000000000000000000000000000001000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-10T16:57:44.404+0000) > > "I suppose that from a practical level our relative mortality is all that makes us different in Noxus," Karthus observed. "You're deadlier than most, so you are where you are. I myself was far from deadly when I was alive. It is a small wonder I survived to adulthood. None of my siblings did. It's quite sad really. Noxus hasn't changed in the slightest since I was alive all those years ago." > > The Deathsinger relaxed a bit. He didn't notice any magic worthy of his concern nearby and one of the best Noxus had to offer was already right in front of him. The chances that he would be stabbed in the back were nil. "You aren't forced to listen," Karthus said. "You could leave. I've already told you why I'm here. If you want to talk, I have until the spirits of black and white finally choose to come after me. That could be now, or that could be forever away. As far as the powerful mages that are here in Noxus, they are hardly a concern of mine at the moment. Everyone in Noxus fears death." "The past means nothing. You are that aura and a creature of the shadows. I am my blades. You either died cursed and painfully or committed unspeakable crimes to become what you are, or most certainly both". While his path had not been that different. A duel and a choice, then a form of nothingness and loyalty, a vow..., that was all that he was, the legacy of Du Couteau inscribed in his blades. He glanced aside, his hawk-like eyes stabbed the darkness around them. "I will listen. Not every day the voice of death crosses my path offering such. But be warned, the shadows have eyes. This is not a place." He turned back, lips stretching into a silent sneer. What would the General say if he saw him willingly summoning a specter like Karthus into the Du Couteau manor? Hopefully, Lady Du Couteau wouldn't notice it despite her absence. The woman was cunningly wicked.
> [{quoted}](name=Ask Talon,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=QUw9GrQE,comment-id=00220000000000000000000000000000000100000000000000000009,timestamp=2019-09-13T09:57:45.490+0000) > Karthus shook his head. "The survival instinct lasts past death," he explained. "It took years for me to grow into myself. It took years longer to learn what life was really about. It wasn't until I had the opportunity to live in the Shadow Isles that I truly understood the gift I had been blessed with. I don't expect someone who lives for the rush of adrenaline to immediately understand why the constant specter of violence chills the lives of many. Of course a bloodsoaked assassin would think that the only way to live was with one's back to a wall and a sword in hand." "You know very little of how the Eternal Hunters really behave. You've only ever met the Wolf because those you kill fear death. How long has it been, do you think, that the arrow has claimed a Noxian? How long, do you think, has it been since Noxus has seen true courage? It isn't violence that determines how the Kindred take you." Karthus paused for emphasis, "No... what is in your heart determines how you will die. Flee or stand firm. The choice matters greatly."
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: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000019,timestamp=2019-09-10T22:33:07.256+0000) > > ((Be a lot easier to have one with the shackles gone.)) "I have seen herons here, but mostly kingfishers and other smaller birds. If we were closer to the shore, we would see birds like sandpipers and other shorebirds," Karthus affirmed. "Strangely enough, animals and plants live much more easily here on the Isles than do people. I believe that it has quite a lot to do with some old stories I've heard about the origins of this place. They happened well before I came here, but all the evidence points to their historical veracity." "As far as fishing like the birds goes," Karthus continued, "I'm with you on the perceived difficulty of trying to fish like that. There are more relaxing ways to catch fish slowly. That brings up a question. Do you want to fish like normal people, or would you rather bring magic to bear?" It was then that Zoe noticed the derelict boat. It couldn't have floated upstream, so some unfortunate blokes must have wrecked on the island and followed the river inland until their demise. Poor souls. They probably didn't even die before the Mist took them for its own. "People don't wreck often," Karthus explained. "The Mist takes them and turns them miles before they usually make it to land. Of course, things are different for people willing to come here. The Isles have a mind of their own, it seems. Anyway, shall we make our new vessel seaworthy and strike out in search of ingredients?"
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: Inquiry - Stories and Role Play?
You have the right idea. Sometimes people run RPs like you described: essentially a D&D plot without the dice. Other times people just make a character or put themselves in the shoes of a canon character and interact with each other, too. The original formula around here was actually more like a newspaper Q and A column, with people sending champions mail. That's why you see so many "Ask a Champion" threads. Things evolved from there and now there is much more to do that just that. Check out the stickied threads to get an idea of who's active and the general formats people use around here.
TwiliZoe (NA)
: > [{quoted}](name=AskKarthus,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000,timestamp=2019-06-27T03:36:48.929+0000) > > Zoe looked at him in thought, thinking about the suggestion. It certainly sounded like something she would try as a prank or to just pass the time, and she was more surprised that she hadn't done that on her way to the Shadow Isles than the lich's giddiness. Then again, she was more preoccupied with the wildlife as she walked across the water. Her deity powers were mostly sealed due to the shackles, but Zoe was still a powerful sorceress. Walking on the water's surface and chasing fish and sharks or dolphins that showed themselves in the water was more fun than she thought it would be. There was some charm in not being able to teleport around the world and having to journey the old fashion way... at least as old fashion as a centuries old spell caster could. _"Neat!"_ She said with a smile. _"I don't know how to imbue spells into gum though. I can do certain plants, sugar cane, cakes, tree branches, and pigeons, ducks, and chickens. No one experts the randomly enchanted birdie."_ ((I recall, I think it was a Call of Duty or Modern Warfare, a game trailer where a tiny bird, a finch or a pigeon, pulled the pin out of a hand grenade, and it just got me thinking how strong that thing must have been.))
> [{quoted}](name=TwiliZoe,realm=NA,application-id=jxzFAe03,discussion-id=yWfBHFoU,comment-id=00ab0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000017,timestamp=2019-09-07T03:52:40.829+0000) > >((Are we gonna have a pool party?)) Zoe was certainly onto something with the fishing idea. Life was twisted into all kinds of strange, arcane, and profane forms by the curse of the Ruined King. Tasha would certainly have some fun with whatever they could fish out, and they may also more easily find the sought after plant. Karthus didn't know about Zoe's preferred method, but the proposal was sound indeed. "I know a good place for freshwater fishing and we aren't too far from the coast considering the fact we have the ability to fly," Karthus said. "So I suggest that we do the freshwater fishing first since we may actually catch piranhas. They actually lived at this latitude while the Shadow Isles were still the Blessed Isles. After that, we can look for our magical thorn and see if we can't catch anything else." True to his word, Karthus didn't have to lead Zoe very far to a very slow moving river. Karthus' entire domain was relatively swampy, but here the water looked a little more normal and less like some kind of cross between a necrotic goop and ordinary mud. "This should be a good place to catch some fish and maybe crawdads," Karthus said. "I've seen birds do it, but I myself haven't done any fishing in a very long time."
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