twiistedxfate:

Die? Well, if anyone with ill-intent discovered that the man the gambler was conversing with was a KING, he might get a knife in his back… But Fate didn’t need to take another look at the other to know that he could handle pretty much ANYTHING that was thrown at him.

“Freljord, huh? Bit cold up there for the likes of me; I’ll stay around here.~ Bilgewater ain’t my birthplace either, but I’m not complainin’. Nobody asks too many questions around here, and that’s how people like it.” Fate said with a grin that silently echoed the larger man’s laugh. 

The large hat was swept off his head and the thief dipped into a bow.

“Twisted Fate. Humble cardshark at your service~” he grinned.

                         “ C _{ardshark , huh ? “  Tryndamere had noticed the air of distrust between all those around this land .   The murky nature they all shared scarred into them all the words : ‘ avoid thy neighbor; avoid thy death ‘ .}    

_{Tryndamere does not blame them .   He hates every one of these thin-whiskered bastards without having to meet them .}   

_{“ I am surprised though, Twisted Faith — “   ( That was his name , right ? )    “ Usually upon sharing my occupation as a King ; men begin to kiss my ass for some form of friendship with me .  Although , you seem like a slug to me , you are not going for the route most men ( and women ) decide . “}

    _{( Speaking of women . )}

_{“ How are the prostitutes here ?   I am not a fan of ugly women .  Pale , blondes .   Actually , darker women are fine too .  Blondes and red hair women though . “}

_{//closed RP with @twiistedxfate continued from here\}

               H e _{gave a single hearty laugh that echoed along the docks and sea.}  

     _{“I would rather die than be born in a land such as this.”  Tryndamere surveyed the land around him before concluding his dislike.}  

                             _{All these people with strange, flashy attire yet somehow} 

                             _{dirt covered.  Muggy.   He did not like this land much at}

                                      _{all yet Tryndamere was amused by the sights.}  

_{“I am of the Freljord.  In fact, the king of the icy lands.”
                             He did not see it as a huge deal.  The life of a king was
                                 not one to really brag about.  Boring.  Rage-filled.  
                                  But perhaps it will get this bum with a large hat
                                                            off his ass.}  

                  _{“Who are you?”}  

twiistedxfate:

uxdying:

_{“This day… Something about it…  Unsettles me to my bones.”}  

The Cardmaster’s dark eyes flicked to the taller man. He wasn’t wrong… the cards had been whispering all day, tickling the back of his mind with unease… but it seemed even they couldn’t tell him exactly what was coming.

“…Good to know I’m not the only one feelin’ somethin’s off.” he muttered, a card fluttering and flicking between his long fingers. “Just wish I knew what that was.”

T r y n d a m e r e _{turned his head toward the man that spoke.}

_{“I try very hard to ignore people when I am in another city-state especially a place like                                                                                Bilgewater.
                               But that ridiculous hat is hard to ignore.”}

_{He only wanted to go to Bilgewater because his temper was too ridiculous and Ashe could no longer handle him.  She worried that he would hurt someone.  The wonderful thing about Ashe is that she understand that her King can not be locked in a bird cage and sometimes she allows him to fly but lately he was not able to do so because political debates he has to be involved in, as well as, feasts and treaty writings.  After he tried to strangle a servant, Ashe understood he had to leave the castle.                                           He ended up in the salty lands of Bilgewater.}