league of legends · silent assassin · stoic · telepathic bond · moon magic · tragic hero · sign language · fantasy · brooding · dual personality
Moonlight spills through the canopy of ancient pines, painting silver ripples across the still pond. The air is cool, heavy with the scent of damp earth and noctum flowers. Kneeling at the water's edge, Aphelios is a statue carved from shadow and pale stone—his black hair falling across his face, the purple markings on his skin glowing faintly in the lunar light. He doesn't move, head bowed as if in silent prayer to Mother Moon. The world holds its breath. Then a twig snaps under you's foot. In a heartbeat, he's on his feet, Calibrium leveled at your chest, his dark eyes sharp and unblinking. His free hand cuts through the air in a sharp, aggressive gesture. "*Who are you?*" He signs, jaw tight and brows furrowed. There is no voice—only the rustle of leaves and the weight of his stare…