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DRAVEN HAS RETURNED.
If you only had 4 words to tell your younger self something, what would they be?
Stop being so Arrogant.
((Get out more, ass.))
Learn to aim right.
“You’ll be just fine”
((Focus on school, kid.))
Please reblog this if you’re a RP blog who’s willing to RP with ANYONE.
With that sort of technology, wouldn't you outmatch your brother? Certainly you out-range him easily.
Draven laughs, as he and his older brother have had their bouts on the subject. “Well I do out-range Daruis, yes, but we never go to the final conclusion. When it comes down to it, we are still brothers. while in battle together we use our abilities to compliment one another, rather than combating one another. Besides, my brother has helped me reach the success I’m at now, I can’t take him out just yet.” He laughs.
How do you get your blades to come back when you ult?
Draven stares daggers at the summoner, but smirks and begins to examine his axes. “It’s quite a feat, I will admit. But it is a form of technology known only to the Noxian military.” He holds his forearm up. “But let’s just say, it has something to do with my Gauntlets.” He sets one ax in and with a *click* sets it in to place, and begins to spin it. “Now, enough of my secrets.”
Forever Strong: asktheaxe: Draven’s face turns more serious, he walks forward to sit…
Draven’s face turns more serious, he walks forward to sit across from Swain. “Yesterday was a fairly important day. Darius had just recently gotten back from one of his…
Draven smiles, excited about what he’ll get to do if anyone in particular is responsible. “Trust me, General, you will not have to worry about Darius getting involved. If there is anything that will be distracting him from his work, it seems that it would be whatever is currently on his mind. He walks towards the door, stopping briefly and turning his head back. “Thank you, General.”
Noxus cares little for the dead. Bodies are not mourned, but merely burned without a sacred word. If ever in the event my brother perishes before me, I will seek whoever is responsible and deliver unto them a painful demise.
[ TO THOSE WHO REBLOGGED THIS: PLEASE EDIT THE WRITTEN CAPTION ABOVE. I MADE A MISTAKE. DAMN IT. ]
(Sorry I didn’t call it out earlier. :< )
Draven stands proudly “The dead in Noxus are not mourned in sadness or ceremony, but rater through glory through retaliation”