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Colors, every one I meet have a color, a sound, a texture a smell all their own.

Who is the most pleasant summoner or champion you have happened across Ronyo?

Thats hard to say, each champion has a … a spice all their own that tends to stroke my fancy one way or the other. Yourself, for example, the wild untamed unchecked rage of the beast spirit is intoxicating at the very least, its filled with an unbridled energy and passion, your colors tend to learn towards oranges, reds and brunt yellows. Where as say someone like Lady Sona has a calm air around her laced with a passionate lining. Her colors tending to lean towards muted yellows, golds and oranges where blues, purples and peach tend to play dominates. Each one is different, each one thrills me, fills me with a different emotion and characteristic So pin pointing my favorites… To make a list … hmmm Yourself Udyr Beastspirit, Walter Twisted Fate, Malcolm Graves, Sona Buvelle, Teemo, and Corki. Though admittedly, once experience with another,  will twist and skew the ideas and opinions one gets from their first projected colors… I always find something knew, however, with the ones listed.

Nodded slightly listening as she spoke, it was fairly interesting to say the least…the ways she perceived  others, surely unique. He chuckled however at the mention of Graves, shaking his head.
Malcolm smells like whiskey, though seeing as he tend to sit at your inn fairly often that isn’t such a bad thing.
He had nothing against Graves of course, the man cleaned up well in a suit, and was respectable enough, no reason to dislike him, he was particularly good company as well…
Perhaps it is because no one stays the same Ronyo. People are always changing, therefor your perceptions of them change. He hmm’d shrugging his broad shoulders You see their heart Ronyo, what makes them…them. It made sense to him really, though he had no idea how it truly worked.

I am blind, that does not mean I cannot see. She smiles thoughfully, as he mentions the smell of Whiskey subconsciously taking a long deep breath of the champion’s own spicy sent. She smiles hiding a hint of a chuckle behind her tea cup.I’ve always enjoyed the smell of the earthy wild spice you gave off. She thinks for a moment ‘was that even appropriate’ another shrug to her own inner thoughts really not caring about social  taboos with a man that summons the very fundementals of animalistic behaviors. You always smelled like home to me, the trees and grasses of Ionia, tinged with the salt sprays of the sea. It clenches the heart really. Tell me Udyr, You’re senses are just as sharp as mine, at least in hearing and smell and I understand to view people the same way an animal would, watching body language, listening more to tone of voice then their words themselves… What champions, or even summoners, do you feel you “like” or tolerate the most. She smiles again her milky eyes half hooded, her shoulders and head low as she slightly slumped in her chair, utterly relaxed in present company. 

He thought on her question a long moment, letting out a hefty grunt, shaking his head some, reaching out his hefty hand to pick up the small cup, taking a drink from it
Thank you Ronyo, he set the cup down and looked at her, taking a sniff, not really try to hide it from her, There are very few summoners we can tolerate…invasive with their magic’s, pompous in their demeanor and tone, though you….We like you, honest and caring in all things you do. You smell sweet, invoking pleasant thoughts like honeysuckle. We share a friendship with Irelia as well. He shook his head and rolled his shoulders, looking her over, eyes locked on hers, We do not take much time to get to know others…but the ones that we know…are worth knowing.

ronyoart:

ask-udyr:

ronyoart:

ask-udyr:

ronyoart:

Colors, every one I meet have a color, a sound, a texture a smell all their own.

Who is the most pleasant summoner or champion you have happened across Ronyo?

Thats hard to say, each champion has a … a spice all their own that tends to stroke my fancy one way or the other. Yourself, for example, the wild untamed unchecked rage of the beast spirit is intoxicating at the very least, its filled with an unbridled energy and passion, your colors tend to learn towards oranges, reds and brunt yellows. Where as say someone like Lady Sona has a calm air around her laced with a passionate lining. Her colors tending to lean towards muted yellows, golds and oranges where blues, purples and peach tend to play dominates.

Each one is different, each one thrills me, fills me with a different emotion and characteristic So pin pointing my favorites… To make a list … hmmm Yourself Udyr Beastspirit, Walter Twisted Fate, Malcolm Graves, Sona Buvelle, Teemo, and Corki. Though admittedly, once experience with another,  will twist and skew the ideas and opinions one gets from their first projected colors… I always find something knew, however, with the ones listed.

Nodded slightly listening as she spoke, it was fairly interesting to say the least…the ways she perceived  others, surely unique. He chuckled however at the mention of Graves, shaking his head.

Malcolm smells like whiskey, though seeing as he tend to sit at your inn fairly often that isn’t such a bad thing.

He had nothing against Graves of course, the man cleaned up well in a suit, and was respectable enough, no reason to dislike him, he was particularly good company as well…

Perhaps it is because no one stays the same Ronyo. People are always changing, therefor your perceptions of them change. He hmm’d shrugging his broad shoulders You see their heart Ronyo, what makes them…them. It made sense to him really, though he had no idea how it truly worked.

I am blind, that does not mean I cannot see.

She smiles thoughfully, as he mentions the smell of Whiskey subconsciously taking a long deep breath of the champion’s own spicy sent. She smiles hiding a hint of a chuckle behind her tea cup.


I’ve always enjoyed the smell of the earthy wild spice you gave off. She thinks for a moment ‘was that even appropriate’ another shrug to her own inner thoughts really not caring about social  taboos with a man that summons the very fundementals of animalistic behaviors. You always smelled like home to me, the trees and grasses of Ionia, tinged with the salt sprays of the sea. It clenches the heart really.

Tell me Udyr, You’re senses are just as sharp as mine, at least in hearing and smell and I understand to view people the same way an animal would, watching body language, listening more to tone of voice then their words themselves… What champions, or even summoners, do you feel you “like” or tolerate the most. She smiles again her milky eyes half hooded, her shoulders and head low as she slightly slumped in her chair, utterly relaxed in present company.

He thought on her question a long moment, letting out a hefty grunt, shaking his head some, reaching out his hefty hand to pick up the small cup, taking a drink from it

Thank you Ronyo, he set the cup down and looked at her, taking a sniff, not really try to hide it from her, There are very few summoners we can tolerate…invasive with their magic’s, pompous in their demeanor and tone, though you….We like you, honest and caring in all things you do. You smell sweet, invoking pleasant thoughts like honeysuckle. We share a friendship with Irelia as well. He shook his head and rolled his shoulders, looking her over, eyes locked on hers, We do not take much time to get to know others…but the ones that we know…are worth knowing.

 
  1. ask-udyr reblogged this from ronyoblind and added:
    It’s well, We miss the forests Ionia quite abit, but we never have the time to stroll through them like we once did....
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