Her fingertips trace over the broken blade's edge; a sigh escapes her. Lost in thought again.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗪𝗜𝗘𝗟𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗙 𝗔 𝗟𝗘𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗬, 𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗖 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗗𝗘 & 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗗 𝗗𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗙 𝗡𝗢𝗫𝗨𝗦. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐃 & 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐃; 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝘉𝘜𝘛 𝘊𝘈𝘕 𝘞𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘐𝘚 𝘉𝘙𝘖𝘒𝘌𝘕 𝘉𝘌 𝘙𝘌𝘍𝘖𝘙𝘎𝘌𝘋? ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Pondering her runic blade. She misses being proud looking at it.
ㅤ 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑, 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 #LoLRP | #MVRP | #LeagueofLegendsRP | #SFWRP | #NSFWRP
“ Noxus 𝙝𝙖𝙙 a pure vision. Then, we built our empire on the backs of broken men and women; kin and enemy alike. We stained our honor, lost our way. ... Now, we've gotten so low that we're taking mercenaries into war-bands, paying them for their 'flair' and 'service'. 𝘙𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴... “
|| 2XKO reveal has me in tears they really did add sett in the end, maybe theres still hope for riven (coping)
[ She's humming to herself. Song's been on her mind recently. ] “ Got a bad feelin' I need to feel. A black dog runs, at my side, down a road with no end in sight. This city sleeps, but in my mind? Got a knot that won't unwind... ”
[ This offer makes the exile pause, look into the princess' eyes carefully. She observes for only a few moments, before a smile drums to life. ] “ For me...? Thank you. ” [ She'd bow her head and kneel down to be crowned with the gift! ]
Elf princess Elise@eliseurayel4.bsky.social · 2w ago@noxianexile.bsky.social She is offering one of her many created flower crowns.
“ Uh, holiday? Now, you've lost me... ”
Quinn (Star Guardian)@demaciancorsair.bsky.social · last wk."And ruin yhe holiday spirit?"
“ ... ” [ She's already turned her back to that gaze, headed in the other direction. Fast. ] [ Noxians always appeared when she'd least expected. ]
𝑳𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄@deceptivewhispers.bsky.social · 2w agoGazes from The shadows
“ I've returned from my outing. Hope I didn't miss much during... ”
[ The Exile allowed the corsair to own a silent stage; no more interruptions, not until the end of the song. She'd gestured to herself afterwards. ] “ Riven. ” [ Her thoughts returned to that wink she'd been shot with. Flirtation? Couldn't be. ] ...
Quinn (Star Guardian)@demaciancorsair.bsky.social · 3mo agoAnd with the old man buried, the soldier and his gun Comes to take me back from the cold wind and the sun Don’t be so quick, comrade, in bidding me adieu For I may see you soon, though I hope I never do.~" And with that she finished up her song. "Quinn, nice to meet you."
⠀ ⠀𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴍᴏʀɢᴀɴᴀ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇɪʟᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘿𝙊 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙉𝙀𝙀𝘿 𝙎𝙊𝙈𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝙈𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂?⠀
[ Good, this was the outcome she preferred. Now, being besides Quinn, Riven glanced at the scouts direction and looked into that single eye, like it were a gateway into the woman's truest thoughts. As the song poured, the exile listened intently; a line caught her interests. ] ...
Quinn (Star Guardian)@demaciancorsair.bsky.social · 3mo ago"News from the factory councils, under the party’s chain And the story of our comrades, butchered in Noxus Clattering past the flags black as storm clouds overhead A rumbling in the streets hungry for liberty and bread.~" She was more looking for the company, so she'll just sit down next to Riven.
[ She shook her head; no. It was a knee-jerk response. What was there to sing about? She was nowhere near drunk enough to consider it, anyways. ] “ Sorry. You can keep singing, though. ” [ She assured; still sat nearby to listen to the tune. ]
Quinn (Star Guardian)@demaciancorsair.bsky.social · 3mo ago"Through and through the crowds, I wander for a while Looking through the masses for a friend’s familiar smile A face I still remember, a voice I know too well\ I’ve heard it every night through the walls of the cell.~" That has just encouraged her to sing more as she gestures for the other to --
[ Riven carried the echoes of battles long fought with her; smolders in her eyes, tenses in her grip and coils in her step. That battlefield never left her; it followed her, tells her she still is there now. When in truth, she was merely a wreck in the maven's shadow... ] ...
[ Her fingers trail alongside cracked steel; she'd traced the dimmed, runic light--an idle habit, long deprived of meaning. Riven had been sat down; knees high, tucked against the chest, blade angled against the floor. ] [ She gritted her teeth. Then, sighed. ] “ It changes nothing... ”
[ 'We know your past.' It was a frequent call-out that the exile gotten; she'd been chased endlessly by now. Initially, she'd defected in Navori, Ionia. She'd dodged her countrymen, and the angered natives that sought to hold her accountable for an elder's wrongful death. ] ...
Fiora Laurent@demacianduelist.bsky.social · 3mo ago@noxianexile.bsky.social It would not take much for Riven to show up on Demacian radar. It would take very little time from there for her to end up on many other radars, including the Grand Duelist herself. Many were interested in the blade the exile carried and would be quite interested in --
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ˖⁺ . ⩩ ͛ 𝗖𝗔𝗜𝗧𝗟𝗬𝗡 𝗞𝗜𝗥𝗔𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗡 ; ♡ ⠀ ∙ multiverse / vampire au #vampirerp #arcanerp #lolrp #mvrp #horrorrp #openrp ⠀☆ 18+ MDNI | ADULT MUN ⠀ ∙ literature writings + dark themes𓋹𓉸ྀི thread in comments ♡ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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╭────-·-ˋˏ-༻𖤓༺-ˎˊ·-────╮ 𝑴𝑬𝑳 𝑴𝑬𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑨 ✴︎𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂 ✴︎ 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 ✴︎𝑫𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂 ✴︎𝑵𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒂𝒏 ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── 𝑬𝑴𝑷𝑨𝑻𝑯 𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑶𝑼𝑳𝑺 𝑹𝑬𝑭𝑳𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 ╰────-·-ˋˏ-༻𖤓༺-ˎˊ·-────╯ "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒍𝒇, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒙—𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒚, 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈."
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𝑴𝒆𝒍 𝑴𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂@thesoulsreflection.bsky.social · 3mo ago“𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝑴𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂. 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒔. 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆. 𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓..”
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ʀɪᴠᴇɴ@noxianexile.bsky.social · 3mo ago