Funny story, that! I’ve been skulking about here and there quietly with the help of some of the aforementioned individuals’ magic, engineering and tailoring skills! Fear not, I’m around, and working freelance in disguise in the seedier neighborhoods has been yielding some very juicy results. I must sit down and begin a compilation one day! I feel like this could be one great big, thick multi-volume set, even!
Can’t keep this reporter down.
I’ve actually been anticipating this question for a while. As you’ve probably seen from my past self, he’s suffering from a of summoners that don’t know how to play him. I’m guessing that this will be the same case for me… except worse. I expect people who haven’t even summoned before to play me the first day I’m available.
I can’t say I really approve of this, especially due to the fact I will probably die a lot more than I’m used to, but I suppose it’s for the summoners. After all, even if you start out bad, enough practice will be able to smooth it out… -holds head, still in obvious frustration-
Anyways, thank you for the question.
But of course. I do know you will at least have a few capable hands guiding your actions. I hope that is some sort of consolation.
Ohhhhohoho boy. Good luck, kid!
Erm. Well, why not?
I do, however, ask that you sign this waiver first. The league just gets so uppity when one of their summoners is… injured at the hands of a champion. Best to take care of the legalese first.
That’s one of the strangest requests I’ve heard yet.
Nothing, in so many words.
There were many children coming and going when it came to the household of my foster parents. Toys and playthings were not a priority for them, but that suited me fine.
I spent what free time I had outside of the youth military hunting on the outskirts of the city with the family pet — a huge, black, three-eyed warhound we called Mishka. She was not a normal animal, that was for certain. During the mists of dusk and dawn, one could almost see through her, though I never learned where my foster parents obtained her.
She was ferocious and intelligent, but like a lamb with family.
Why don’t you answer these kinds of things when I ask, Scyl? You hurt me!
Extra income never hurts, even if free time is rare!
((i swiped the dress design from Madame S. Go follow her for sexy arts :>))
It’s really too bad, isn’t it? I make one mean expresso. Imagine what a killing we could make.
I am sort of disturbed by your wording, sir.
I think you avoided the point!
Read with your own two eyes!
Aw aint dat like wrenches n’ nails. The boys down in da’ forges always liked yer articles Mr. Ramsteed. Come down n’ visit sometimes, we Artificers gots some good stories to tell; like da’ time Garen tried to sneak a Sunfire Cape out of storage. Or when we had Kennen test out da’ Ionic Spark, wasn’t dat a hoot? Or da’ time Katarina… maybe I shouldn’t talk ‘bout dat one.
Always nice to know when a fellow has drummed up interest! I might just have to do that some time.