[Champion Concept] Vrol, the Frozen Conqueror

Health: 600-2310 Health Regen: 7-22 Resource: Fury/Rage Armor: 27-92 Magic Resist: 32.1-53.4 Attack Damage: 62-123 Attack Speed: 0.6-0.90 Melee: 150 Movement Speed: 340 Primary Role: Tank/Fighter Secondary Role: Fighter/Tank

Quick Synopsis: Jarl Vrol is a massive tank and hits hard like one. Using his massive hammer as his weapon he is a force to be reckoned with. One on one fights with him are ill advised as he will more than likely outlast the other. His strong will and determination fueled by his fury and rage make him someone you don't want to cross unless well prepared. He is an excellent edition to top lane, and for those looking to get some damage mitigation in bottom lane.

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Heads up. This background is slightly long. I wanted to try and shorten it, but it failed. Near the end I rushed it a bit so it may seem flaky. So, TL;DR: He comes from a land west of Valoran. Across the seas he came after freeing his homeland from people who enslaved them, but became thrilled by battle near the end instead of peace. He led his people to an icy death on the seas for his own pride and thirst of battle. The ice heard his pleas of not wanting to die and of how he had failed his men. It gave him a second chance. Gave him some powers of ice. He then came upon Ashe and she allowed him to be in her camp and serve by her side, and though it doesn't say in the lore he quickly gained her trust and became one of her right hands. He finds this as a second chance to atone for his own foolishness and the lost lives of his men.

Background: The Kulvrosi. Strong and fierce. They lived in the frozen north of the land. They were the people of the land. Divided into tribes and landholders. Given to them by the king of their land. However, this king was corrupt and with corruption came the downfall of the proud and fierce Kulvrosi people. Sold, the king had failed them. Their people put into shackles. The landholders, workers, craftsman, mothers, fathers, sons, and daughters all made into nothing by their king who had become so corrupted to have sold his land and his people to the south. Little eyes watched as his family were cut down before him as they put up a fight against the captors. His family brought fire to the young eyes watching from his hiding place. Scores of the invaders fell, but soon overwhelmed. Strong hands gripped his ankles and yanked him out. The smile of the man before him burned into his memory, and the words "My, aren't you a healthy one?" seared into his ears."

The breath. Cold and harsh. His lungs burning, but his heart full of fire and energy. His muscles ached and his body was covered in sweat. He looked down at the man before him. Begging for his life. He knelt before the man propping himself on the shaft of his hammer. Looking the man dead in the eyes, "Aye, I'm a healthy one." The man quivered and quaked as the one before him with the hammer smiled the same smile which had been burned years ago into his brain. Standing and with a great heave brought the hammer down upon the man. There was nothing left but splattered and mashed remains. Tilting his head he breathed a sigh of relief. The man dead now. Though the fighting still needing to be fought. With anger, fury, and rage in him he roared and lifted his hammer, returning to the fray.

The stories spread far and wide of the man with fire and passion in his heart with rage and fury in his eyes. The great hammer upon his shoulders as he rushes headlong into battle. From region to region he travels and in each region he conquers. Each region his army grows stronger. A conquer. A fighter for freedom. A hero. The stories of Vrol spread, and the fear of his approach shredded any dignity the king of the north and those of the south had had as they knelt before him pleading and soiling themselves. His hatred burned deep and his people would be freed. No mercy was shown. The lands united. Under his rule the people of the south were not shown the cruelty that his people had suffered. His rage had abated but still fueled him. Never would he see the like again in his lands. Soon all the people heralded him as a hero. However, the war had changed him. His taste of blood drove him on. His hatred not abated. Though he had become this lands conqueror he needed more. Craved more, and set his sights on a land far across the world that he heard rumors of. A land called Valoran.

"I am telling you this is foolish! Jarl, please heed my words! If you do this you will meet an icy death and your people will lose the greatest leader it has had in ages. Lost and will die off! This land will return to turmoil! Please reconsider!" The mystic shouted and followed the young Jarl out as he walked away from her.

"Woman! This is foolishness! Your.....mystic arts! I respect the old ways, but this is nonsense! We will go to this new land and if so be it we will go to war!" He shouted and roared. The men waiting outside roared with him.

"You were once a man of reason and peace.....now since you tasted battle you crave nothing but blood and war! If you head out you will leave this land defenseless and your men will die! We will die! That will be on YOU!" She cried before entering her house.

He dismissed this and laughed it off as her being paranoid. The next day thousands of his warships left, and never returned. The waters were dangerous. The creatures fierce. Storms brewed almost constantly and they fought through it. They lost several ships and superstition began to spread among the crew. Whispers spread through the ships that perhaps the old woman was right, but Vrol was quick to put those to rest as he pressed up. The storms grew worse and a voice spoke to them. Across the water came a young but strong voice of a man, "Turn back mortal. These waters are in turmoil. They are not to be tampered with." Vrol scoffed and shouted into the wind of the storms, "We are the Kulvrosi! We shall not be bested!"

"Mortal, I have warned you. I am the Guardian of the Waters. Heading on now while they are angered will only lead to you and your peoples deaths." Vrol smirked and they continued on. Not hearing the voice again. He had no time for superstition. He had land to conquer. Besides, the waters were angry? How could water have emotions? He laughed at the thought. The old woman and that voice said the same thing though. He shook his head at the thought and ignored the gnawing sensation of darkness creeping over him. A few days later a powerful storm hit them. It was only a few more days after that it cleared and he found his ships icelocked. Another, even more powerful storm came a day later. Icy and cold. He saw his men succumb to the frost. Some becoming so brittle they burst at the slightest wind. He felt his burning rage begin to ache and consume him. This was the last he thought to himself. This storm would be their downfall. He walked through his men to the brow of the ship and stood their with his hammer in his propped before him. Standing and facing the coming doom. Inside him he felt regret. He knew he should have listened, but his foolish pride and thirst for battle and conquest propelled him and his people to this cruel fate. He stood looking out into the second coming of the ice storm. Facing it with determination and no fear. His heart burning with fire. That was the last he remembered. The ice soon overcame him and his men.

Hundreds of centuries past and a great war happened. Then for a time there was a small peace. Northwest of the Freljord in the frozen waters for the past few hundred centuries was a thought. A pulsing warmth. "I don't want to go out like this. This weather can kiss my ass. My men. I failed you. This was my fault. I won't die here. I can't die here." This message continued on for centuries upon centuries and it was heard. The ice heard it. The conviction and the passion. Bestowing the gift of life, and ice to this man. Upon a ship of only one man left the sound of cracking ice could be heard. From the brow of the ship came tumbling a man face first into the ice and snow. Groggy and unaware the man stood up. Having a hard time seeing. He felt for his face and found his left frozen and frostbitten. He looked to the ships and tears streamed his face, "My brothers. My people. None....but I survived." He searched their wreckage and found nothing but frozen pieces of his people. Broken and crushed. Building a fire he melted the ice off a spoon and bit down on some leather he found. Digging out his eye and donning a makeshift eyepatch. "A small price to pay compared to you my friends." And with the last of the fire he set the ships ablaze and watched as they all took to the flame. Melting and falling through the ice into the sea. Grabbing his hammer he trekked on towards the land he spotted southeast of him.

Days passed and then he came upon a hunting party. Some party for "Queen Ashe". They came into contact and drew bows, "I mean no harm to you or your party. If you choose to fight though...." He lifted his fist and punched to his side towards a cliff face which shattered a hold into it, "I will not be taken easily. My name is Jarl Vrol, of the Kulvrosi. I seek audience with your leader." Still wary of this man they obliged. They trekked a long ways before coming to the place of the "Avarosan" as they called themselves. They reminded him much of his own people. Though less battle hardened. Being led through the area he came upon a sight. Within a tent he was brought forth before a beautiful woman with white hair.

"Queen Ashe I assume?" He asked and nodded his head, the men around the tent looked to each other warily at this large man. His hammer by his side, but propped on the ground.

"You are the one my hunting party found, yes?" She inquisited.

"Aye, that be me," He said and held his right hand with his left. Just then realizing what he had done. His fist had crushed stone. He was strong, but not that strong. He contemplated at it, but didn't for long as he asked, "Where am I exactly lass?"

The men stiffened at the term lass, but Ashe smiled and held up a hand, "You are in the Freljord. I am Ashe, the leader of the Avarosan. The land you find yourself on is called Valoran. You're not from here I assume?"

He scratched his beard and shook his head, "Aye, that I am not. I'm from a land far across the sea to the west. If it still exists. My name is Jarl Vrol, of the Kulvrosi. Though, I suppose it is just Vrol now. Mind you explain why you look like you're going into war?"

"The Freljord is split. Three factions vie for it. Three tribes. So, yes. We may have to fight," she said and looked disappointed with it. That's when he noticed her strange bow.

"Nice bow there lass. An icebow? Strange....Then again so is finding me in the middle of nowhere. Might you need help in this war?" He hefted his hammer and smiled.

"I've no need for a bloodthirsty barbarian," She waved her hand, "I am looking for peaceful means to win this war, and you seem...."

"I seem like the type who would rather kill than save right? Aye, that I did. However..." He held his hand to his eye and smiled, "It took too much of a loss to show me I was wrong. I wasn't always bloodthirsty and willing to battle lass. I have returned to that man. I'm not one to want to spill anymore blood than necessary, but I do excel in it if necessary. You change your mind. Let me know." He turned to leave.

"Wait....You do not seem like the fight crazy man I took you for," She stated, "Perhaps we could use a man like you in our ranks." She walked over and held a hand out to him which he took. She raised an eyebrow, "It's.....cold yet warm."

"Aye, it seems I was changed lass. I thank you. I only wish my men were here to help. A united people under peace and prosperity is better than under that of power and battle. I should've learned that long ago. The ice gave me a second change and bestowed me with the power to do so. I was once a conqueror you know. If you ever need that fighting man again I'm sure he can easily be available. Thank you lass." He smiled and nodded. Heading out the tent. He had to live in this world and redeem himself. What better way than to serve a kind and beautiful woman as that to give him a chance. Ashe ordered him quarters and so he began his life under the command of Ashe in the Freljord. His eye a reminder and the change to himself that of which had transpired. Over the course of his time their Ashe learned more of him and so did the soldiers. He found out how long he was frozen and that his home was centuries dead and gone.

Alas, there was something else. Somewhere within his thoughts he heard other thoughts. A voice that was cold yet warm. Deep in his chest and inside his mind he felt it. Heard it. What was it? What is it? He would discover it. He knew when it was time he would know. A spirit of ice dwelled within him now. Giving him his second chance.

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The picture used is not mine. I found it via google and thought it was awesome as well as being something I wanted to do for a long time. We don't really have a "Hammer" champion. No, I don't count Jayce as a hammer champion. He just feels too magey/pokey to actually be a hammer like champion, but that is my opinion on Jayce. The rights to the picture go to the rightful owner. I only take credit on my concept, the lore, and the kit for my character. Thank you!

Appearance: http://cs314816.vk.me/v314816871/7165/zYU3fRNpbaM.jpg The only difference from this picture and my champion is that he has an animal pelt around his right shoulder/chest much like the pauldron on the left side but covers the majority of his right side. It connects to his pants. The eyepatch (as described in the lore if you read that far) is on the left side and not the right. His hammer end is also twice the size of the hammer end in this picture and the handle is slightly longer (Slightly, not too much). His hair is also slightly more orange than the picture. Darker than the hair color in this. His eyes (Or eye in this case) is a deep emerald green with a ver thin sky blue circle in the middle of it.

Also, due to an ice spirit inside of him he takes on a blueish tinge to his skin as well as an icey aura. He can change his temperature to freezing cold to regular body temperature. While in battle an icy aura is around him as if steam. Same goes for around his weapon. The spirit helps amplify himself and his attacks.

Age: About 20-25 years of age. He is haggard from battle though and the ice makes him forget just how old he is. The fact he has battle so much and has fought a lot has made him into a battle scarred warrior which makes him look much older than he is along with his strength. Height: 7' 0" Weight: Between 250-300lbs pure muscle. No one knows for sure, but they say he is extremely heavy. He crushed a chair for crying out loud. Legit. It was in the camp. They have to reinforce chairs with steel for him. Even his bed.

Weapon: His hammer. Pretty self explanatory. >:D

Since Widgets apparently don't transfer from WordPad to the forums I will be using O's and Ns for the scale. O is the colored in square. N is the empty square.

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Passive: Kulvrosi Blood/Spirit of Ice: http://www.hiveworkshop.com/forums/resource_images/7/icons_6011_btn.jpg Kulvrosi Blood: Vrol's Kulsvrosi blood rages and burns inside him. Every 25 rage/fury gained he becomes faster and power powerful. Giving into the bloodlust. Gaining increased attack speed and movement speed as well as shrugging off a percentage of damage done by the enemy.

Attack Speed: 5% per 25 rage/fury. Max 20%. Movement Speed: 5% per 25 rage/fury. Max 20%. Damage mitigation: 5% per 25 rage/fury. Max 20%. Decay: Rage decays slowly while out of combat. When out of combat for more than 5s his rage begins to slowly decay by 2 every 0.5s and grows to 5 every 0.5s after 10s of being out of combat. Rage resets upon death.

http://www.hiveworkshop.com/forums/resource_images/5/icons_4045_btn.jpg Spirit of Ice: The spirit of ice that dwells inside him gives him bonus defense.

Armor and Magic resist: 5/10/15/20

Rage/Fury: Vrol uses Rage/Fury as a resource. Each time he gets hit an enemy basic attack, uses an ability that damages an enemy, basic attack that hits an enemy, or gets hit by an enemy ability he gains Rage/Fury. Retroactively he gains 1 Rage/Fury every second.

Enemy basic attack: He gains 3 Rage/Fury Basic Attack: 3 Rage/Fury Ability: 5 Rage/Fury Enemies Abilities: 5 Rage/Fury

Note: Let me know if the Rage/Fury numbers should be adjusted to more, less, or if they are good. Thank you! Also, for the two icons. I used two to show them differently, but the icon which would be used would be a mix of those two. The Ice Spirit within the Blood and the blood around the Ice Spirit sorta thing. Alas I don't have the tools to do so and where I found the icons they didn't have anything close to them.

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Q http://www.hiveworkshop.com/forums/resource_images/15/icons_14920_btn.jpg Icy Strike: Vrol lifts his hammer and smashes the ground causing a shockwave. This shockwave starts where his hammer hits and generates ice spikes from the ground that permeate around the hammer following the shockwave. Enemies hit at point of impact take damage and are stunned for a short duration. Those at the edge and along the shockwave take reduced damage and are knocked up.

Within 1s he may activate this again to slam the ground once more sending a 450 unit long icey spike in the direction he is facing. This deals damage but does not stun or knock up/back any enemies.

Cooldwon: 17/15/13/11/9s Damage at impact: 70/100/130/160/190 (+70% AD) Damage around impact: 30% damage of impact. Damage of icey spikes: 30/50/70/90/110 (+50% AD) Stun duration: 0.2/0.4/0.6/0.8/1s Knock up duration: 0.25s Range/Radius: 350 unit cast radius around him. Impact radius of 200 units. Shockwave starts from the outer edge of the impact and expands 200 more units. Total radius of the attack is 400. This is a close range circle skillshot. The second slam sends shards of ice in target direction (The direction he is facing) for 450 units. The width of these spikes is the same as Xerath's poke.

Note: The visual for this ability is much like this. Once activated the cast radius comes up and the radius for the skill appears on the mouse. Clicking within the radius somewhere will activate the skill to that area. He brings up his hammer with a mighty roar and then slams it down with tremendous force. Impacting the area his hammer hits and causing the shockwave. The moment of impact causes the ground around it to erupt in ice spikes which are effectively the shockwave. The second visual is him bringing them hammer back around and slamming into the same spot sending ice shards forward.

Note 2: Those at the center are not knocked up. Only stunned. The ones at the edge and not at the center are only knocked up, not stunned.

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W http://www.hiveworkshop.com/forums/resource_images/16/icons_15791_btn.jpg Tundra Force: With tremendous force Vrol sweeps his hammer before him smacking all enemies in its path and summons a wave of ice spikes that extends beyond that of the swing. Damaging, knocking back, and slowing enemies.

Cooldown: 17/15/13/11/9s Damage: 50/70/90/110/130 (+60% AD) Knock Back and Slow: 300 unit knock back. Slowed by 10/15/20/25/30% for 1s after they land. Range/Radius: 400 range cone before him. 200 of that cone is the swing of his hammer. The other 200 are the ice spikes.

Note: The visual for this ability is as follows. Upon activation the cone shall appear upon the screen as a skillshot locked to the champion that moves where the mouse is pointing. Upon choosing a direction and activating Vrol roars verociously and sweeps his hammer in that direction with such force as to knock enemies back. As he swings the frost that eminates from his also emenates from his hammer and creates ice spikes after the swing for extra range.

Note 2: Enemies hit by the hammer blow are knocked back. Enemies hit by the ice are slowed. If only hit by the ice then they are slowed and not knocked back. If only hit by the hammer blow then they are only knocked back not slowed.

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E http://www.hiveworkshop.com/forums/resource_images/14/icons_13223_btn.jpg Kulvrosi Slam: Vrol dashes a short distance and grabs an enemy before flipping and slamming them upon the ground with tremendous force. Minions take 50% more damage. Afterwards enemies are stunned for a short time.

Cooldown: 13/11/9/7/5s Damage: 30/50/70/90/110 (+70% AD) Minions take 50% more damage Stun duration: 0.5s Range/Radius: 400 unit dash. After grabbing the enemy he slams them directly behind him.

Note: The visual for this ability is something like this. He pushes off the ground with force leaving behind a trail of ice and cold. The first enemy hit he grabs by the throat and smashes into the ground behind him.

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R http://www.hiveworkshop.com/forums/resource_images/7/icons_6748_btn.jpg Frozen Conqueror: The Ice Spirit dwelling inside him becomes emboldened and powered. Encasing Vrol in an icey form and granting an AoE slow around him. He gains increased armor and magic resist as well as bonus damage in the form of true damage to his strikes and a shield. Upon activation the first spell that hits him is deflected. He is immune to displacements and stuns while in this form. All forms of slows are reduced by 20/40/60%.

Cost: 100 Rage/Fury Cooldown: 120/110/100s True Damage: 10/20/30% AD converted into bonus true damage. Armor and Magic resist increase: 20/50/80 Shield: 50% of his Armor and Magic Resist as a shield. Area of effect slow: 400 units around him enemies within this radius are slowed for 30/40/50%. Lowered Movement Speed: 15/20/25% speed reduction while in this form. Duration: 5/7/10s

Note: The visual for this ability is like this. As he activates it he hunches over and roars. Coming up and extending his arms and roaring into the air. The ice forms around him as he comes out of the hunch. Enveloping his weapon and himself. The area around him looks much like Anivia's ult but with a smaller radius and no damage.

Note 2: This ultimate has a lot in it and may come off to some as OP. If this is OP then just let me know how and where. The main purpose of this ability is to give him insane armor as well as extra damage for its duration. Making him a walking glacier of death pretty much. Him slowing down and having the slow effect around him was something added to make it easier for him to acquire targets as well as to compensate where he gets bonuses because it slows him down as well. However, let me know if these work or not! I appreciate the feedback!

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Playing as Vrol: Vrol is a pure AD tank beast. However, he is extremely slow and sluggish. His attacks can be countered with quick responses and range. He is best played Top lane or Bot lane as a damage mitigation champion. Focus upon defense and suppressing the enemy. In team fights his knock ups and stuns help to secure the win for his team. Be wary of one on one fights with him.

Combos: Q->W->E. His Q Allows for a smash and stun followed by the knock back. His E helps to dash to the target enemy and keep them within range. Allowing for him to smack them around some more. However, his E has a limited range so depending on where and how they get knocked back this could be countered by other champions being in the way or minions. As well as them being out of E's range.

W->E->Q. W to knock back particularly tough and annoying enemies. Dashing to them and smashing them with Q can annoy and also damage the enemy. Keeping the pressure on them.

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Quotes: Upon Selection: "The Kulvrosi fight again!"

Attacking: "Come! Feel my hammer!" "Heh, they just....pop." "Come at me!" "Be crushed!" "Slammed!" "More. More! MORE!"

Moving: "So much running..." "Into the battle!" "Once again into the fray!" "Heading that way." "Slowly now....the glacier moves."

Interactions+Jokes+Taunts: "Lass, is that the one who stole your loli?" With Ashe in Lane and Sejuani or Lissandra on the other team in lane he points in their direction. Ashe sighs, but then laughs. Sejuani and Lissandra get angry for being called children pretty much. Loli is the short version of lolipop. Just for clarification, and also a stab at the "Loli" being the Freljord. "Lass, your fight is for a good cause. I will always follow you into battle," To Ashe in lane. "Let us hope we don't always have to fight," Ashe back to him. "You consider yourself a warrior? Ha, a fledgling. A child. Nothing more than a whining whelp." To Sejuani. "Ice witch they call you. I just call you a...." he is then interrupted by Ashe before he says it, "Vrol!" She then tries to stiffle a laugh. He replies, "Well it's true lass." Btw, he was going to say bitch. I'm not sure if you can say that in LoL so I left it out of the interaction and made it a bit of a joke that Ashe helps with by interrupting XD Though, it doesn't have to be Ashe, but mainly it is. It is anyone in lane with Vrol and Lissandra. He grunts "I didn't.....do anything with anyone while I was frozen did I? Was I taken advantage of?" Vrol says in lane with Olaf, "What are you talking about old man?" Vrol laughs, "Old man? Well, you look like you could be mine is all. Hmph, then I would be your old man! Haha!" "Never seen such a creature like you Lass. Though, there was that dragon..." Vrol to Anivia, "I am HARDLY as brutish as a dragon!" She replies, "Brutish? No, no. Hardly. The one here? Yes. Must've not been raised right." Dragons where he is from are kind, gentle, intelligent, and helpful. Creatures of beauty. It is a jab at the dragons in Valoran (Mainly the one in the rift) because it is so brutish and so "must not have been raised right". "Damn, ain't you a biggun lad. After this you want to tussle? It's been a while since I've wrestled a bear." To Volibear as he cracks his knuckles and back. Volibear whimpers at this or growls. It is random. He has fought Volibear before in Ashe's camp, and has bested him a few times so Volibear knows his strength. Volibear has also won a few times.

There are a multitude of others I can think of, but I don't want it to go on too long for interactions.

Upon dying: Upon death he holds onto his hammer and stands there as ice encases him. Then disappears. Appearing at the base and cracking open.

Upon recalling: He lifts his hammer over his shoulders and stretches as an ice storm is created and he is whisked away.

Laugh: His laugh is much like that of a dwarves like if you're heard Gimli laugh in Lord of the rings. he throws his head back and laughs with his hammer over his shoulder.

Dance: I have two dances. One just for the hilarity of it, and the other one is the serious one.

Joke dance: He places his hammer on the ground (the handle part up in the air) and places both hands on top of it. He then grinds down low and back up, prancing around it before bumping it with his butt back over his shoulder where he grabs it and tenderly kisses it.

Real dance: He places his hammer in both hands held out before him then starts to shuffle. Moving in place while bringing the hammer back and forth in front of him. Another alternative one is him dancing the Six Flags dance with his hammer in his hands.

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There you have Vrol, the Frozen Conqueror! Let me know what you think of him! This took me a while to do and I went over several details. However he could still be improved just like any champion! Please leave feedback if you wish and be constructive and not hateful. I like to converse. Please don't leave hate. If you only have hate then go somewhere else. I don't mind if people don't like my champion. I'd like to know why in a polite way and converse about things if I reply. However, if it is just hate then take it elsewhere.

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