Skin Idea: Necroking Azir
((unfortunately my talent is in writing not art, so if any artist likes this idea and wants to make a visual representation, go ahead just post it here as well.))
Alternate name: Necromancer Azir
Theme: Azir has been corrupted by the Shadow Isle.
Appearance: replace the gold armor with silver/rusty armor, and the clothing with rotted/decayed mummy wrappings and any exposed skin with dried flesh or bone.
Visuals: replace gold/sandy visual with spirits/necrotic energy along the same line as Karthus's energies. The sun-disk could be a cracked/ruined version or alternatively a ghostly twisted version of the rift turrets. Azir's soldiers would be replaced with skeletal/rotting unread warriors
Recall animation: Azir slams the ground with his staff, cracking it before slowly sinking into the ground with a laugh
Death animation: Azir is pulled into the ground by skeletal hands while struggling against them or alternatively Azir briefly levitates before exploding in a cloud of spectral energy
New vice lines:
Movement:
I...go.
Death creeps
I am tireless.
You cannot slow the dead
I obey, for now.
Attacking lines:
Screaming Join us!
Go to sleep.
I will purge the living
hissed Die!
Using Arise!:
Rise!
Rise from your grave!
No rest for the wicked!
Serve me in death!
Using Conquering Sands:
Forward!
Kill!
Feast!
Feast on them!
Swallow their souls!
Using Emperor's Divide:
Protect me you fools!
Push them back!
You cannot touch me!
The dead rebuke you!
Building a Sun Disk:
It serves me now!
All empires are built upon the fallen.
Their failure is my success.
A monument to death!
Death Lines:
Not yet!
Not again!
I...can't,,,die!
Recall lines:
I will return!
You only delay the inevitable!
My power will only grow now!
/Joke lines:
I'm coming to get you Barbara!
All my friends are dead.
You've got red on you.
/Taunt lines:
Fresh victims for the ever-growing army of the undead!
Reject your lives and embrace me!
You cannot save yourselves!
Item Purchasing lines:
Guardian Angel: I will live again!
Zhonya's Hourglass: Time marches forward, and I am eternal.
Boots of speed: They can't outrun death!
((thank you for taking the time to read my idea, and i hope you like it as much as i do!))
