Don't Mess with the one who digs your grave...
... you may will regret it. But come closer, if you dare, and ask me a question. Who knows? Maybe I will answer it.

M!A-Status: -None-

The Gravedigger
Yorick Mori, 13th Gravedigger of the Shadow Isles

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(Source: yunabraskas)

weagueofwegends:

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"Oh… bummer…"

"Why is there a spider on my he… oh hello Elise."

"Why is there a spider on my he… oh hello Elise."

(Source: suqling)

Hey me again. Thornmail question guy. In Lightbringer it refers to "this village was a golden scene of hope" "this kingdom was a golden state of hope". And it got me thinking. A verse like that implies there was a reason to have hope. What I mean is there was something particular that made the "village" or "kingdom"(probably referencing the pre SI empire) a beacon of hope in dark times. What do you think?
Anonymous

generalswain:

// Yes. Aren’t we perceptive! ;]

So, of course, to any ruler, his domain is going to be considered the beacon of hope, the golden civilization, because it’s modeled after his idea of what is good and right. For Swain, this would be an empire in which people were able to claim greatness for themselves on the basis of merit rather than station of birth. For The Ruined King, the ancient super-kingdom, whatever its principles, represented an equally embraced ideal.

Fellow armsmen, I ask you,
Will you follow me tonight to break their spine,
And reclaim what once was mine?
Those cravens.

Backstabbed me, deceived me,
Never shall I tolerate their crimes again,
Now let the hunt begin.

TRK recalls his betrayal at the hands of The Black Rose and makes clear his purpose of reclaiming his kingdom, ‘what once was mine.’

7000 souls, scared and daunted, such tale of woe,
Not too long ago, this village was a golden
Scene of hope.

7000? Not too many. This is likely TRK reminiscing about his ‘liberation’ of the smaller villages that comprised his enormous kingdom as he gradually brought these into the fold. After they’re united in his domain, they’re a golden scene of hope! Naturally. He rules them, after all.

Call down the reckoning,
To bring back hope and peace,
Restore our gloria,
To live forever.

Bring down the dark regime,
I know how to unleash eternal power,
Lead us to order,
I am the Lightbringer!

YEAH!
I am the Lightbringer!

I’m quaking in my Swain-boots. This is his pledge to bring down the ‘dark regime’ that was established in his stead.

Now, Listen! Fellow warriors, I ask you,
Should my campaign come to an end?
There’s way more to avenge.

15 million souls,
Living in this realm without much hope,
Not too long ago, this kingdom was a golden
State of hope.

YEEEAH!! AAHHH

Reference to the present. 15 million souls. This is the entire ‘kingdom’ of Noxus and Demacia both, spread across the belt of Valoran. In The Ruined King’s mind, they are as perturbed about the shifts in power as he is. There’s a wonderful quote from A Song of Ice and Fire that goes something like, “The common people pray for rain, healthy children, and a summer that never ends.” They don’t care who wins this ‘Game of Thrones,’ but it’s easy for a ruler to deceive himself into thinking that they do. This justifies so much bloodshed in the name of liberation and revolution.

Call down the reckoning,
To bring back hope and peace,
Restore our gloria,
To live forever.

Bring down the dark regime,
I know how to unleash eternal power,
Lead us to order,
I am the Lightbringer!

Call down the reckoning,
To bring back hope and peace,
Restore our gloria,
To live forever. 
(X2)

Bring down the dark regime,
I know how to unleash eternal power,
Lead us to order,
I am the Lightbringer!

Yes, yes, we know TRK. Your old kingdom was glorious and we’ve totally warped your idea of utopia. Woops.

((Actually I had always the feeling that it referred to Demacia. Like whatever the Ruined King did, Golden kingdom probably didn’t fit well into the theme of his reign.

However, Light and Gold are both attributes that are associated with Demacia very often. Also the mentioning of village. For people of the Shadow Isles who live for so long they can probably remember when Demacia was exactly like that and maybe they looked at them and thought “hey those have a pretty good idea of how to lead life” and now they see the corruption of the city and now think “well you had your chance”.

Also I think that Demacia is on the ground of the former Ruined King Empire cause of how close it is to the Shadow Isles. Also Hecarim attacked Demacian villages right?

But hey those are my thoughts))

The Guilty will know Agony

pain-is-my-gift-to-you:

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Varus is the Arrow of Retribution… A seeker of Justice.

Defender of the Well of the Blight, he stood vigilant over it but ultimately, his duty cost him everything. Giving in to anger and rage, he broke the seal and took the Blight upon himself.

All of it.

Varus was on a mission to reclaim the justice lost to his people by destroying his foes.

The Mun

  • Is rather silly and loves jokes or bad puns
  • Is new to the League RP scene
  • Wants Friends
  • Can back you up in a fight
  • A bit of a Slacker~
Varus
  • Extremely skilled and apparently graceful archer
  • Anti-Hero, ends up helping people anyways
  • Single~ Pfft. Magical Goatman ftw
  • Strong of Will
  • Carrier of the Blight
Why you should pick me?
  • Because I can Air Guitar with the best of them.
a-sneaky-red-head:

askyorick:

a-sneaky-red-head:

"Don’t be afraid, ask away…"

"Ok… first question… why don’t you take a shower and get that blood off… it smells"

"Blood only smells after a while, but fresh blood is pure as water… It’s beautiful"

"Very poetic of you…. "

a-sneaky-red-head:

askyorick:

a-sneaky-red-head:

"Don’t be afraid, ask away…"

"Ok… first question… why don’t you take a shower and get that blood off… it smells"

"Blood only smells after a while, but fresh blood is pure as water… It’s beautiful"

"Very poetic of you…. "

a-sneaky-red-head:

"Don’t be afraid, ask away…"

"Ok… first question… why don’t you take a shower and get that blood off… it smells"

a-sneaky-red-head:

"Don’t be afraid, ask away…"

"Ok… first question… why don’t you take a shower and get that blood off… it smells"

pantheon-god-of-war:

// so I get home after work to this … 
well there is the whole ship shebang going on right now, I honestly dont feel attacked. Listen there are people who get greatly offended with the whole anon hate thing. Frankly i am not one of those people.
I am wholeheartedly sorry that I dont ship a hateship. if you dont pick up that sarcasm i dont know how to help you. 
1. get of my fucking case. Iron stylus said ? well guess what the official league page states they are enemies. durr what now ?
2. about  my beautifull askleonaofthesun i asked her and she ship leona with pantheon, there was nothing forced and if she decides she’s had enought i wont judge. 
3. zac x riven is better than pantheon x leona … huh well I guess you sir  arent the sharpest tool in the shed. 
4. you guys are on anon, show some guts and talk to me, im happy to have a conversation. Im also happy to agreed with you to disagree. dont act like spineless cowards.
5. dont agree with what I ship/rp/draw ? guess what hit that unfollow button and do something more progressive with your life.
yours truly, me

((Wait wait… so I get that right… Leona would not love Panth cause he is a killer but she would love Diana?…………………………. Yeah and 2+2=5 obviously))

pantheon-god-of-war:

// so I get home after work to this … 

well there is the whole ship shebang going on right now, I honestly dont feel attacked. Listen there are people who get greatly offended with the whole anon hate thing. Frankly i am not one of those people.

I am wholeheartedly sorry that I dont ship a hateship. if you dont pick up that sarcasm i dont know how to help you. 

1. get of my fucking case. Iron stylus said ? well guess what the official league page states they are enemies. durr what now ?

2. about  my beautifull askleonaofthesun i asked her and she ship leona with pantheon, there was nothing forced and if she decides she’s had enought i wont judge. 

3. zac x riven is better than pantheon x leona … huh well I guess you sir  arent the sharpest tool in the shed. 

4. you guys are on anon, show some guts and talk to me, im happy to have a conversation. Im also happy to agreed with you to disagree. dont act like spineless cowards.

5. dont agree with what I ship/rp/draw ? guess what hit that unfollow button and do something more progressive with your life.

yours truly, me

((Wait wait… so I get that right… Leona would not love Panth cause he is a killer but she would love Diana?…………………………. Yeah and 2+2=5 obviously))

sharkman-land:

okarintarou:

ENGLISH DUB HALLELUJAH GET NAKED SPEECH

This voice actress is beyond perfect.

I just notice, you never told us Jr's name :3
Anonymous

yasuo-the-unforgiven:

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"His name’s Thomas… I think.

"You really make a great father."

[Closed Starter w/ AskYorick]

inspire-and-defiance:

                JAINUKUL ISSAN & JAINUKUL PEMA

                21 BLE - 12 CLE  ||  19 BLE - 12 CLE

Even death is not to be feared by one who has lived wisely

The words on the tombstone blurred in her teary vision as she knelt down at the grave. It had been twelve years since their deaths and each year, Karma hoped that the pain would dull. And yet, every year, when she went to pick two white chrysanthemums from her garden, idyllic memories from her childhood filled her mind. Her thoughts traced back to eating her mother’s special sesame donuts, her father reading her books with her as she studied the monks’ teachings. 

While the duchess was often dress in her green and purple robes, tonight, she donned a simple white robe of mourning, the twin dragons of her Mantle swirling behind her, still by her side. Murmuring the prayers she had been taught as a girl, Karma knelt down beside the grave, placing two white chrysanthemums tied together with a red ribbon under her parents’ names. As she finished the prayers, a moment of silence fell upon her, listening to the leaves of the tree above and behind her…

Wiping the tears from her eyes quickly, Karma turned to look over her shoulder, only to find Yorick, maintaining his distance from the grieving woman. With a small sniff, Karma stood back up to face him, attempting to gather what composure she had left. “Hello, Yorick,” she whispered, daring not to raise her voice in such a place.

askyorick

"It’s not too often that I see you around here." He said with a calm voice, ignoring the fact that she was obviously in a glass-case of emotions. He of course could guess who she visited… after all he knew most tombs on nearly every graveyard in these region. It was just something you started to memorize after… 600? Maybe even more years since he picked up his duty as gravedigger.

He made a few steps towards her looking past her. “What kind of people were they?” He asked as if it was obvious who he was talking about. He could read the names of the this couple. He wondered how they died… even if it was a bit morbid to have these thoughts in the presence of their daughter.

On a Good Note

mirathemessenger:

askyorick:

mirathemessenger:

Mira climbed into the bed yet the hours faded in a perpetual state of semiconsciousness. The slow beat of her heart pulled at her thoughts and ignited a cascade of questions. What had the day brought, had changed in the way the world was painted in front of her eyes? The pulse beckoned again. What was the cycle of reality, was true or false? The rhythm slowed. What was the meaning to life when death approached?

The soft sounds of her vital organ faded, replaced with the deafening silence of the unanswered query. Her mind sharpened its focus, drawing the girl back to reality, the settling wood and pregnant silence of Yorick’s home. In Valoran, there was an afterlife. There was a fear of death, but it’s results were known. Was her home the same? Was there truly a soul beyond her mortal coil? Did everyone have one? Was it simply the end as she had believed?

Emerald eyes fixed themselves upon the door and the gentle light that streamed out from beneath. Gingerly, Mira set one foot and then another upon the carpet, curling her toes in the comforting sensation. Timid steps took her to the door and out into the home beyond. The young woman found Yorick staring vacantly at the ceiling. He unsettled her with his eerie stillness. If she had not known better, she would say he was among the dead.

"Y-Yorick?" She hazarded a question, anything t disturb the choking silence. "I-I cannot sleep tonight… C-can I just s-sit beside you please?"

Yorick’s gaze quickly redirect from the ceiling the small woman that stood between door and angle. He had been absent in mind, wondering about the many things that happened today so he had not noticed when the door opened and Mira had sneaked out.

He gave her a quick reassuring smile that everything was alright as he uncrossed his arms, opening it for her. “You kinda have to sleep, Mira. Come here you can sleep here tonight” He answered with a chuckle, hoping that it would not end it something awkward.

On the other hand he could not deny, that he craved for this to happen. He knew he shouldn’t, considering all things, but he hardly could help it. He just wanted to feel warmth once more. He knew they had been close tonight already, but he felt like it was addicting. He just wanted closeness… maybe even intimacy… he hardly could figure it out by now. 

Mira yawned her assent and climbed into his arms, staring blankly ahead. The young one nestled against him, closing her eyes in an attempt to fall asleep. Again the moments passed but the bleak darkness would not come to claim her. Petite fingers wrapped themselves around his arm, as she pulled tighter into his embrace. A shuddering breath escaped her lips.

"Yorick… are you afraid to die? At the end, the very end… Are you afraid? Does even the soul fade, I wonder…" emerald eyes fluttered open, half lidded. The young one spoke in a heavy voice,filled with a concern that did not befit her youth. "I am sorry, Yorick. These are not questions that I should be bothering you with… We are not familiar enough, and I hope I did not disturb you. It is just that meeting you has me questioning aspects of my life. It is all of Valoran in actuality. Concepts that I had known for certain have been disproven and left uncertain… Thank you for holding me… I think it would awfully sad if I was alone right now."

Another deep sigh passed her coral lips yet lighter than before as if the age of her problems could simply be blown away. In the moment, Mira truly nestled into Yorick’s arms, finding comfort and solace there. The little one had left her heart exposed, and it beat softly within her breast light and easy. Though the minutes quickly passed by, it only felt like a moment before the gentle breaths of sleep were the only sounds heard from the tiny Messenger.

He was about to answer her questions which seemed rather urgent for her, but before he could even utter a word she had fallen fast asleep in his arms making him smile and gently petting her head. 

He leaned back instead making himself comfortable and relax, while the small woman slept on his chest. His mind drifted to her question, the very first one: was he afraid to die? Certainly not… he had been there already and for all he knew that it was the place, where he belonged.

Of course he could not leave this place right now. Too much hung onto him. Too much responsibilities would be unfulfilled and whilst that did not seem like a good reason he would nobody but himself burden with these duties. 

But did it make him afraid of dying? No, at worst it made him continue living.

whereshadowsthrive:

//My life couldn’t be more complete right now

"But we have to hold in appointments as well…"

whereshadowsthrive:

//My life couldn’t be more complete right now

"But we have to hold in appointments as well…"

hello good looking
Anonymous

Yorick blinked a bit irritated looking around if somebody actually was here besides him, not actually too confident that he was meant with “good looking” Or so he supposed at least. Scratching his cheek he finally came to conclusion who the ask was aimed at.

"Issy, I think that ask is for you!" He screamed over his shoulder feeling still slightly insecure of what that greyface was talking about.

thresh-the-chain-warden:

"Where do I am for firstly? At the soles of your feet.”

"When Yorick almost has the answer, you can say he has a… hunch.”

Why couldn’t Maokai figure out the answer? He was stumped.”

"Lee Sin’s favorite type of poetry? Haiku!”

"There’s a secret to Singed’s Mega Adhesive… it’s called ‘alone time’.”

"The last time Vi wanted to test out her new gauntlets, Caitlyn couldn’t walk for weeks!"

"Caitlyn acknowledges only one letter of the alphabet… it’s 'T'.”

Hecarim’s only weakness? A glue factory.”

"What does Fiora call her lovers? Hon.”

"The longest conversation I’ve had with Sona was a staring contest."

"And lastly, Gragas is so fat that Orianna’s ball began to orbit around him."

"I have one for you, Thresh. How do you notice that you are summoned well?"

"Your summoner is thinking outside The Box