Some don’t even know they’re chained: loyal lapdogs without the slightest idea of true freedom. We don’t need anymore kings. No more queens. No. More. Cages.
@ImaginaryWxrld The rebel stared at the stranger for but a brief moment. Alas, he struggled to sense what paid beyond the mundane. From his perspective, she seemed utterly ordinary. “That depends. What do you think of Demacia’s order?”
@Sand_Emperor Undoubtedly suits them more than Sylas. Part of me was hoping that Rakan would get the elderwood, since I don’t like SG, but they did good with it. All four of them look nice
@Hymn_of_Valor @Maurice_MazTF @21ZED_WOLF Yes, you are correct, thank you. Here's a high res picture for your efforts! This is what Xayah and Rakan look like 90% of the time.
@guardingcrowns knew?”
The rebel also struggled deep inside. She had already raised arms against him in the past, yet there was a part that wished to bring her to the /real/ light. He lifted a hand as an offering once more. “You belong with your kind: the people that want you as you are.”
@guardingcrowns “You’re surrounded by those that would see you in chains.” He could see the conflict that spiraled within her. She was a torrent of clashing beliefs: being torn asunder by her own indecisiveness. Sylas saw how diligently she fought the truth. “What do you think they’d say if —
@guardingcrowns these two. A man drowning in bitterness and resentment, and a girl that saw something more in him. “Deep down, surely you know this is not where you belong. Why won’t you come with me, Luxanna?”
@guardingcrowns Despite the history that bought them to this point, the rebel approached with lax steps. He lifted a hand to place it over his bare chest as a gesture to himself before calmly claiming, “I mean you no harm, little light. I merely want to talk.” Yes, that’s where it a began with —