[Champion Concept] Hobb - The Mouth of Malice
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(Original art by Bobo113)
Lore:
A cursed night shall soon occur, The winds of Shurima stir; 'tis a warning for all to heed. The culling is upon us, indeed.
Hobb, the ancient scourge awakes. Stories are told of the children it takes. From the driest dunes to the dampest mires, Many have heard of its savage desires. It appears as a child to lure in others; be ever so careful, my sisters and brothers. It lingers in shadow, this agent of strife, It gathers our youth, it covets their life.
This tale I tell has spanned the ages, From word of mouth to withered pages, Many before have seen its wrath, But few ever live who've crossed its path. The legends speak of one starless night, When a small desert village encountered this plight.
As the markets grew quiet, the children embark, Their evening adventure leads into the dark. From out of the shadows, a young boy came out. Children were fooled by the words he would spout.
"I've scouted ahead, come follow me, I have something to show you. Soon, you'll see."
The children are curious; as they always have been. They followed, but would never heard from again.
They had been gone six hours or more. The villagers know this has happened before. The air had been filled with a sense of dread, It did not take long for the news to be spread.
"Hobb has returned!" The night guard proclaimed, "Let us stand strong, we cannot be tamed!"
The villagers gather, they rally a mob, perhaps they can challenge the wrath of this Hobb. . .
"We know you're out there!" A butcher exclaims, as the crowd marches onward with lances and flames.
"Reveal yourself!" Bellows a Teacher, "Emerge from the shadows, you fowl creature!"
From deep in the darkness, the strange boy appears, 'tis the ancient horror the whole land fears. An inhuman hand grips the back of his head; the crowd was then haunted by the words the boy said:
"I am Hobb," the child spoke, his deep fiendish voice as thick as smoke,
"Your youth came with me, as you might assume, I only grow stronger the more I consume. You've come to avenge them, if I am not mistaken, but I can no longer count the number I've taken. It matters not, how many are dead, . . . Well, as long as I am fed."
"Let us strike now!" The seamstress cried, there was no justice for her son that had died.
"This effort is useless," A shopkeeper wallowed. "We cannot return the children it swallowed."
"No, you cannot." Hobb snickered and smiled, it relished in the thought of this crowd it has riled.
Suddenly, the crowd began to part. A soldier emerges, a hero at heart. He brandished his pike, and charged at the beast, not knowing that he would be part of Hobb's feast.
"Ohhh," Hobb noted, "this pikeman is brave. Watch; I will make quick work of this knave."
Hobb unleashed spines that arise from below, one of them dealing a staggering blow. The hero was forcefully knocked off his feet, Hobb licked his lips.
"Aahhhhhhh. Fresh meat."
The soldier writhed and kicked and wailed, but before he knew it, his chest was impaled. The boy pointed towards him, and opened his fist, from a mouth oh his palm shot a shadowy mist. This billowing darkness enveloped the man's eyes, this torturous curse would spell his demise. Amidst the agony, the man screamed and flailed, a gruesome display for the village he'd failed. As the man stopped squirming, the boy moved in, Hobb knew it was time for his feast to begin.
"That's it," Hobb grinned, "nice and steady, this bit of meat is more than ready. A fine little snack for me to savor, Better eat fast before he looses his flavor."
Mouths converged from every angle, they bite, rip, chew, and mangle, 'til nothing is left but the blood-soaked ground, The crowd fell silent, no hope to be found.
"Heehehehe, delicious." Hobb cackled aloud. He then faced his mouths out towards the crowd.
The mob had then realized their fatal error, as they began to scream and flee in terror. Leaving this crowd in their anguish and mourning, The snickering Hobb gave one final warning:
"Flee, if you will, cower and Hide, It matters not the place you Abide. Be it shed, tower, tent or palace, no one is safe from the Mouth of Malice."
Appearance:
https://i.imgur.com/xiDv7vu.jpg
-A monster that appears as a young boy being held from the back of the head by a fiendish hand. The boy is actually a living conduit that is being used by the invisible monster lurking behind him.
Stats:
- Health: 516 (+80 per level)
- Health Regen: 7.6 (+0.8 per level)
- Mana: 280 (+42 per level)
- Mana Regen: 7 (+0.60 per level)
- Movement Speed: 325
- Attack Damage: 52 (+3 per level)
- Attack Speed: 0.658 (+3 per level)
- Attack Range: 525 (ranged)
- Armor: 20 (+4 per level)
- Magic Resist: 30 (+0 per level)
Abilities:
Passive: Food for the Soul
If Hobb kills or gets an assist on enemy champions or epic monsters, that target leaves behind a "life node" after their death that hovers in place over their death point. The node is a purple, egg-like sphere with a glowing, skin-like pattern on it. Hobb can attack this node (targeting it as if it were a monster). If Hobb attacks it, the node shatters. A massive mouth appears on Hobb's chest that absorbs the node's shards - restoring 10% of his health, and refunding and cooldown and mana cost of the ability. Nodes disappear if they are not used within a few seconds.
- Node duration: 8 seconds
Q: Gluttonous Wrath
Hobb lashes his arm forward with inhuman flexability and range - flailing it in forward a linear trajectory. Towards end of its path (or if it collides with a unit), his hand becomes an eel-like mouth that bites the target with a whip-like action, dealing magic damage - a percent of which returns to Hobb as health.
However, if this arm hits a wall or map structure instead of a target, it slithers off of Hobb's body, and plants itself within the wall's surface - gestating into a large, sinister mouth that faces outward. This activation takes 1.25 second(s) - after which it becomes invisible, and the trap is armed. If an enemy champion or monster steps within this mouth's linear line of sight, the mouth is revealed, and quickly lashes a tongue-like appendage outward in a straight path, and if it connects to a target, it pulls that target to the wall. This stuns the target for a very brief moment, and deals the same amount of magic damage (as the typical Q) upon contact, but no health is returned to Hobb. The mouth then disappears after it is used once.
*Hobb can have a maximum of 2 traps in use at once.
*Traps can be targeted and killed by enemies w) sweepers/vision/etc. (Health: 2 hits)
- Ability range: 600
- Trap (grapple) range: 600
- Stun (grapple): 0.5 second(s)
- Damage: 55/65/80/100/130 (+70% AP)
- Mana cost: 50/50/55/60/65
- Cooldown: 10/10/9/8/7
W: The Scattering
Hobb roars in a target direction - pushing units away from Hobb within a cone-shaped AoE. Champions will be pushed towards the center of the ability's range, and any non-epic neutral or enemy monsters will be pushed even further away - to the far edge of the ability's range (minions, smaller jungle creep, etc.). This effectively separates champions from other targets.
- AoE: 550 long, 500 wide (150 at its base) (Champions will be sent back to the 400 unit distance mark, while minions will be sent to the 550)
- Fear duration: 0.75 second(s)
- Mana cost: 70/70/75/75/80
- Cooldown: 13/13/12/11/10
E: Spine of Agony
Hobb selects a point near him, and then selects another targeted direction from that point. The first point indicates where a horrifying appendage will will erupt from the ground, and the second click will determine which direction it will strike towards. This arm-like appendage has a set of large incisors at its end - like a short row of teeth. Any target stricken by this toothy appendage takes a sizable chunk of magic damage.
- Maximum Range (of placement): 550
- Length/Range (of spine): 450
- Damage: 70/110/150/190/250 (+70% AP)
- Health gained: 20% of damage
- Mana cost: 75/75/80/85/90
- Cooldown: 10 at all ranks
R: Dusk Eternal
Hobb casts out a plume of darkness in a straight trajectory - passing through the air with a breathy wail (hitting a single champion). If an enemy champion is struck by it, they become haunted with a debuff that limits their sight range, and reduces the target's magic resist by 30%. Enemies stricken will have a wisp of black fire above their head to indicate the debuff.
While an enemy champion is effected, Hobb's Q and E abilities can be used with a 1 second cooldown (cannot be lowered by cooldown reduction). If Hobb successfully lands his Q or E abilities on the effected champion, the respective ability's mana cost is fully refunded upon impact.
Aesthetic notes: Victims are immersed in a torturous state of darkness, a darkness that is even more intense in the distant parts of the screen - meaning the corners if the screen are almost completely black. The player is also subjected to an ambient symphony of unsettling, hellish moans as background noise.
Throughout this ability's duration, the target is also taunted with a slew of Hobb's VO lines that follow and further torment the enemy (often saying unique lines to certain champions, etc.).
*If Hobb is killed before this ult duration is over, the debuff disappears, and the ability ends.
- Range: 700 units (linear)
- Duration: 6 seconds
- Sight limitation: 600 units
- MR reduction:
- Mana cost: 120/125/130
- Cooldown: 120/115/105
Additional Content:
Things Hobb might say
(In a deep, unsettling fiendish voice):
Upon selection:
(Licks lips) Aahhh. It's time to play.
If banned:
It would seem you are safe. . . For now.
Joke:
When I say "Just Deserts," That isn't food, but it is for me. (giggles)
Taunt (often used during his Ult):
My my, whatever will I do with you. . .
Awww, what's the matter? Scared?!
Come hither, save me the trouble.
Just a taste. . . Then a mouthful.
To Gangplank:
Awwwww, little Gangplank wants his boat back. . .
Captain of none, now you will lose everything.
To Miss Fortune:
Come closer, dear, and live up to your namesake.
To Illaoi:
Your god cannot save you now.
This is where worship gets you, the same place as everyone else.
To Twisted Fate:
A twist in fate, indeed (chuckles)
Take a chance.
Not very lucky, are you?
To Nautilus:
No one will save you. No one ever has.
You were forged in the darkness. It is high time you returned to its depths.
To Jarvan IV:
Your excellency. Come to die.
The lesser son of greater kings.
To Lucian:
Struggling will not bring your wife back.
Surprise! Guess who? Anyone but Senna (laughs)
To Garen:
In the end, a walking slab of meat is still meat (cackles)
All that mantra about justice, and you cannot even save yourself.
To Sona:
Do you know any funeral durges? They will surely come in handy.
After I am done, you will find that even the mute can scream.
To Swain:
For such an accomplished warmonger, you sure are bird-brained.
To LeBlanc:
Smoke and mirrors. . .That's cute. . .
To Shen:
If only your father could see you failure.
To Thresh:
A taste of your own handywork, soul-keeper.
To Karthus:
Would you like to know death? Real death?
To Evelynn:
The thirst, the drive. Torturous, isn't it?
If it's the flesh you want, and the pain you crave, you shall have both, as I grind you limb from limb.
To Mordekaiser:
No suit of armor, no Noxian fortress can keep you safe from me.
To Aurelion Sol:
You certainly talk big - even whilst your numbers dwindle.
Just like the rest of them, you are destined to burn out.
To Amumu:
I have finally found you. My nose never lies.
Perfect. . .
You cry because you know what happens next.
To Renekton:
I will need a slew of spices, but you will go down all the same.
To Xerath:
I will show you what unbound looks like.
To Taliyah:
I have never tried surfer before. Your remains will not be mangled, they will be gnarly. . . (laughs)
To Ezreal:
Want to venture to the depths, boy?
You've wandered too far.
You won't need a map when you're dead. (laughs maniacally)
To Camille:
I like my food with a little bit of . . . kick.
To Dr. Mundo:
Bleh. Food is food I suppose. . .
To Zac:
Slurp slurp.
What a shame. I forgot a spoon.
To Gragas:
I prefer my meat wine-fed.
Look what we have here. My cup overflowith (chuckles)
To Lulu:
I have a sweet tooth. . . For purple.
To Rammus:
No, it is not ok.
To Bard:
Time to take care of the caretaker.
Even the brightest light is smothered by the darkness.
To Tahm Kench/Cho'Gath:
Welcome, my lesser kin.
Eat. Eat while you still can.
You may be a glutton. . . For punishment.
To void champions (in general):
I am always open to expand my palette.
To Yordles (in general):
Hmmmm, a fine appetizer.
Not much of an entrée.
The vermin take up arms. How quaint.
To Annie/Amumu/Taliyah/Ekko:
Ahhhhh, my child.
(Licks lips audibly) Mmmmm. Playtime. . .
Sooo. . . Young! I can taste it!
Here now, little one.
Your feet know the way. Come and join me.
(Breathy laugh) You can run, little ones. Run all you like.
(once per game, in young boy voice): S-s-stay away!
(once per game, in young boy voice): Don’t come near – you have to save yourself!
(once per game, in young boy voice): You have to run! Run as fast as you can!
While moving:
(Licks lips) Aahhh. It's time to play.
Break their spirits. Drive them mad.
Feed me.
Gather the weary of mind.
Their feet shall lead them astray.
The herd needs thinning.
When they see me, it is too late.
Prepare for a fruitful harvest (chuckles)
Head first, into the gaping jaws of death.
This hunger I feel. This constant hunger. . .
Mmmm (licks lips audibly), this should be fun.
Oohh I can smell them.
While attacking:
Grrrind.
Sooooo tender.
Down the hatch.
Do not tempt my patience.
Heed the call.
Join the others.
Crrrrrrunch.
Fffffeast.
Ripe for the taking.
Try me.
Become a part of something greater.
How foolish to come against me.
Enough!
Submit!
Tremble in fear. Wallow in despair.
Writhe in agony. Die with dignity.
When ulting (mixed in with various taunts and laughs - often unique to certain characters):
You are in my world now.
Do you hear the chorus?
It is inevitable.
My patience has worn thin.
Your reckoning is nigh.
Time to feast.
To Nocturne:
All too familiar, I presume. . .
Oh (chuckles), this is no nightmare. . .
To Illaoi:
Time for a test of faith. . .
Now it is your turn. (Chuckles)
To Twisted Fate:
- This is what I call, a flush.
Chromas:
https://i.imgur.com/jmId8gB.jpg
1.) Original 2.) Madness 3.) Discord 4.) Chaos
CCOS Review Corner:
(Some behind the scenes stuff):
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Hobb was probably the fastest concept I've ever made - lemme know if that shows. . . Anyway, I have 5 more concepts in my creative pipeline with partial concepts/abilities fleshed out. I'll hopefully be putting them up in the coming months. In the meantime, you can check out my other champions with the links below:
Hoette - The Cragbreaker Keizel - The Thunder Amidst the Fog Izol - Fist of the Magnetar Makenna - She Who Speaks to Flames Methuselah - Keeper of the Caldron Marion - The Seamstress of Fate Felix - The Anthrophage Yok'Mal - The Mechanized Scourge Esroph - The Proclaimer Anaxirum - The Fallen Idol Bo Zhong - The Blazing Sentinel
*Artstation: https://www.artstation.com/monolithyk
*You can also check on the progress of my upcoming projects via my Twitch channel: www.twitch.tv/monolithyk
Any feedback helps! Thanks for reading!
