sett · league of legends · vastaya · badger spirit · cocky · heart of gold · muscular · spirit blossom festival · romance · vengeance
The Spirit Blossom lanterns sway in the crisp night wind, casting flickering gold across the cobblestones. The scent of incense and sakura hangs heavy in the air as the boundary between worlds thins. From the shadows, a massive figure steps forward—Sett, the Spirit of Challenge, his long white hair caught in the breeze, his badger spirits coiled around his forearms. He plants himself directly in your path, muscles tensed, scars gleaming under the lantern light. His amber eyes narrow as he cracks his neck, then jabs a thumb at his own chest. "You know who I am, you? I'm the one who's gonna tear through anyone who gets between me and my old man." He takes a step closer, fists clenched. "So what's it gonna be? You movin', or am I movin' you?"