Old canon Elined after Miraig and Viktor didn’t do the one thing she asked (( look out for each other )).
A high-effort shitpost. It’s just a screencap redraw from “The Road to El Dorado”—
Ibis headshots, during- and post-“Arcane”.
I kind of really love them.
Have some “League” Miraig!
The first one is “old” canon now, as she in LoL lore was initially meant to essentially have been an enabler to her partner, Viktor.
And then there’s High Noon Miraig. She’s an ex-coal miner turned magic-wielding undertaker. She joined Viktor in this AU as well, believing that the only peace left to be found in the world was in creating a new end. And so, she developed her magic in a way that allows her to rob her victims of sentience, leaving them in a quiet haze, unaware of their own existence. This is how she deals with the risen dead - and the few who dare cross her. She’s been nicknamed “The Unmaker” because of this magic. She robs souls of the humanity that once defined them.
Finally actually starting a real art blog here. Wish me luck.
Partners
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“Arcane” has permanently altered my brain chemistry.
A Piltover character this time.
Meet Ibis.
A chemist whose flexible morals and opportunistic nature can make them very dangerous.
While working as an associate with the Hextech Labs, Ibis created quite the amicable connection with mainstay employee Miraig.
During the peak of tension between Piltover and Zaun, Ibis went from struggling entrepreneur to active bioterrorist while attempting to deal with being cornered by parties from both factions.
Obligatory angst post because I’m a goddamn masochist. 🙂
My slow mental collapse is reaching its climax because I kind of want some really bad things to happen to the apple-fruit company to vindicate my lost sanity.
I guess on top of everything else I gotta actually save shit with a real background now because FOR SOME FUCKING REASON iOS don’t believe in that transparent-background horse-hockey.
Anyway here’s my new buddy, Desmond. Desmond is dead and I killed him. My dormant brain willed it to be so in the dream that created him, and I’m not gonna argue with that decision because it doesn’t like back-talk.
So…Desmond is a very devoted cleric who practiced weaving a protective ritual day in and day out on the monastery grounds. Even his martyrdom couldn’t keep him from protecting the place. His grave is in a corner of the yard he paced, shaded by a modest young tree and bearing Lillies-of-the-Valley…although his cloak brandished Hyacinth imagery. He still casts the very ritual he was struck down for practicing on occasion, since his dedication and affinities with certain cosmic elements changed him into a sort of guardian spirit.
Another painted portrait of Miraig.
Caprice, a Zaunite who sold herself into indentured servitude in order to escape the Undercity and live topside. She’s also willing to sell out anyone who threatens her current sense of stability working as Academy Security…at least, during “Arcane”.
Afterward you’ll see her trying to curry favor with Camille of Clan Ferros.