Champion concept - Siulv, the scarlet orphan

#Siulv, The scarlet orphan Review for CCOS: https://boards.na.leagueoflegends.com/en/c/skin-champion-concepts/EZZtLPLF-champion-concept-zero-the-woodland-wraith?comment=0000 Update 5: Kit alteration; Passive reworked; tweaks on Carmine legacy, Scarlet charge and Crimson bludgeon; number tweaks. Update 6: Lore reorganisated, trivia sub-section added. Detail added to personality. Update 7: Summary update to match changes. Multiples kit tweaks. Lore format changes. #A summary of Siulv, the scarlet orphan This is a summary of the mains point of the concept, so if you are lazy you can read this to get a rough idea of the concept. Lore: a human-darkin hybrid sealed away in a coffin in Shurima and then forgotten. Looking for more information on darkins. Appearance: A young man with ginger hair and with his right eye being red and monsters-looking. He has an average build. Personality: Highly value family, as he lacks one. He thinks of the sight of happy families as a heart-warming and the sight of broken families as incredibly tragic. At the same time, he feels extremely lonely and try to fill that gap with his journey. While he actively search the remaining darkins, the though of actually meeting one unsettle him: beyond rejection, what he truly fear is darkin being actual bloodthirsty monsters like they are depicted. Gameplay: An AP diver with a passive that allow him to ramp damage from enemies he hits with his spells and an ultimate giving him strong defence. His strength should mainly be in team fights and skirmishes, being able to isolate parts of the enemy team, peeling, and finish off weakened enemies.

#Lore Siulv was once sealed away in the Shurima, the child that he was at that time had for craddle a coffin of stone enchanted with multiple spell to maintain him alive and keep him dormant. He was to become an unmatched weapon, one that would not be held back by his wielder for would have none. He, the half-darkin, would be his own wielder. The research was put on hold to be resumed a few years later; That never happened and the child slept for centuries. He woke up from his slumber having barely grown a few years, witnessing what was left of the empire. He walked a few days under the blazing sun, looking for life in a place seemingly devoid of it. One of the reshearcher had the ingenious idea to base the life-maintaining spells of the on Siulv's own blood magic, and through the repeated forced use of it during his slumber Siulv learned to instinctively use them, though he did not understood what it was; He sated his hunger using magic but he could not sate his thirst and collapsed. However, a nomad passed by and picked the boy. The appearance of the boy didn't really surprised the nomad, afterall Runeterra hosted an incredible amount of races, neverthless the boy behavior was a totally different matter: He didn't acted like his age and talked in ancient shuriman. The nomad knew ancient shuriman and tried to converse with the boy. Understanding fragments of the boy's story, he ultimately chose to raise the boy. During the multiples years it took Siulv to reach adulthood he repeatedly had a dream: On a endless sea of blood stood something akin to a woman. The "thing" shared multiple physical similarities with him and each time he felt more drawn to the figure. Having no parents and learning the notion from the nomad, he started to wonder if this thing was his "mother". The comforting feeling of his dream haunted him; questions about the woman kept piling, and it weigthed heavy on his mind. He also doubted this possibility, thinking it might have been the reasearchers goal to shape him after that woman. Once adulthood reached, he decided to leave the nomad's side and travel to learn more about the world and himself. During his journey, he learned to wield multiples weapons as well to use blood magic. It was at Noxus that he learned most of these; it was also at that place that he heard about darkins for the first time. Noticing many similarities between darkins as they were depicted, the woman and him, he started investigating them more. This led him to be conviced the woman was a darkin, and after futher investigation he set his sight on Ionia, seeking the rumored Varus and Rhaast and his wielder, hoping to finally learn more about himself and the woman.

Trivia

• Siulv would be a double edged sword as a host for another darkin. He is the closest thing to a darkin, yet if him or the darkin tried to force their will onto the other, they would be striked by immense pain, forcing a statu quo.
• If you asked a darkin about Siulv, (s)he would answer "he is already taken.".
• Siulv regulary donate to orphanage he come across. #Appearance Siulv is a young man with ginger hair and a neither frail nor massive stature. He mostly wears a robe over light leather armor. His most notable feature is the ornate leather mask covering the right upper half of his face, the only hole in this mask letting show a dark red eye split by a long pupil, staying unmoving as it was from a dead body. This mask covers a black bone-like material that replace his skin at this place; this same material can be found on half his body, and is even completely covering both hands, which are hidden by a pair of gloves. In his “darkin” form, his body is completely covered by the bone-like material: area that normally have skin are covered by a carmine and more flexible version of the material, from his shoulders to waist sprout a multitude of scarlet and grey filaments entangling to form something akin to a tabard. His whole head is covered by the carmine material, except for the area with his non-human eye, which now shine in a bright red and move with the vivacity of a predator’s. A pink-red crystal goes through the left part his helm, and a black protuberance that can be though as a horn come out of it and guard this side of his head against blows . Siulv’s weapons are created using blood magic.

#Personality He is mainly driven by his journey to learn about darkins, not giving much thought about the world. He usually minds his own business but is emotionally affected by the sight of a family, sometimes enough to be called mentally unstable. While not particularly altruistic, he might help people he come across occasionally. He put extreme attention to anything that could relate to darkins, and highly value any information on them. While being enthusiastic about meeting one, he is deeply terrorized by the encounter. He expect to be rejected or even thougth as something that should be gotten rid of; but what deeply shake him is the possibility that darkin are truly blood lusting creatures as tells says, a thought strengthened by the violent behavior he display when angered.

#Gameplay His gameplay revolve around reaching the enemy back lane and surviving long enough to reach high damage. The more player fighting the quicker his damage are raised, which mean his dueling potential is incredibly low while being deadly in team fights and skirmishises.

For his basic attack Siulv use a halberd.

Passive: blood flow Cyclic effusion and Scarlet charge give one bloodflow for every enemy champion they hit beyond the first (3 bloodflow max per cast) to a maximum of 10. Each bloodflow amplify Siulv's magic damage by 2.5%, up to 25% at max bloodflow. After 7s out of combat, bloodflow falls off.

Q: Cyclic effusion CD: 10/9/8/7/6s Siulv thrust his halberd forward dealing 70/90/110/130/160(+0.50 AP) magic damage to the first target hit and pushing it 450 unit away from Siulv. Siulv then turn his halberd into an axe and strike around him in a 300 unit radius dealing all hit enemies 50/65/80/95/110(+0.50 AP) magic damage.

Note: It's Siulv's main aoe damage spell and allow him to push away potential frontlaners. The enemy hit by the first strike should be pushed in a way that prevent it from being hit by the second strike in most cases. W: Scarlet charge CD: 15s Siulv throw a javelin, marking the first enemy unit it hit. Recasting scarlet charge allow Siulv to rush to the marked unit, striking enemy units on a 300 units straight line starting from the target for [4/5/6/7/8% of their current health](70/90/100(+0.20AP) minimum) magic damage . Siulv will land at the end of the line. The mark fade after 5s or if the target goes 1000 units away from Siulv.

Note: Siulv's anti-tank and diving spell. The recasting delay allow Siulv to reposition himself before diving.

E: Crimson bludgeon CD: 5s Active: Siulv channel during 1.5s, preventing him from attacking or using spells (summoners and items active are not affected). Once the channelling ends, Siulv's halberd will turn into a mace and his next basic attack will disarm and slow the target by 30% for 1.5s as well as dealing 45/60/75/90/105(+0.50 AP) bonus magic damage to its target; the attack will give Siulv one bloodflow and affect enemies in a 200 unit radius, dealing them 20/30/40/50/60(+0.40 AP) magic damage and slowing them by 15% for 1s. Passive: Siulv basic attack deal 0.15 AP bonus magic damage.

Note: Siulv's main CC spell, allowing him to disable an enemy carry without preventing escapes. The passive encourage the use of AA. This spell is geared toward lightening his atrocious dueling to the bare minimum a solo-laner should have.

R: Carmine legacy CD: 100/90/80s Siulv turn into his armored form, gaining 40/60/80(+2/3/4 per bloodflow) bonus armor and magic resistance. During the duration of Carmine legacy, Siulv cannot gain bloodflow, however he is healed for 40/60/80(+0.30AP) hp every time he should have received a bloodflow. Carmine legacy last 10/13/16s. Once Carmine legacy ends, bloodflow is set to 0.

#Short story After multiples days of travel, he reached the village. In this isolated land, this was the only place where he could buy supplies and sleep in an actual bed. He gave a look at the setting sun behind him before resuming his travel. He stepped in the street. Because this was the only official human settlement around there, it had grown into a decently sized town that gained half its profit from travellers. The place was silent. The villagers gave welcoming smiles, but the atmosphere was tense. Siulv felt the gaze of unseen observers. He continued walking, as if he didn’t feel these presences. Finally, he reached the inn and entered the building. This kind of place should be lively, yet the same unnatural silence was there. The loudest thing you could heard were the tableware and a few whispers. He went to the counter. The innkeeper looked welcoming like the other villagers, but the tension of the place could be seen in his forced smile. “What can I do for you, traveller? Dinner? A room for the night?” Said the innkeeper, with a hint of fear in his voice. “If possible, both.” Answered Siulv, his voice starting to get altered by the ambient tension. The innkeeper told him the price, and Siulv handed down a few coins. The sound of falling metal resonating in harmony with the clink of forks and knifes. “You can go to your room, number 24, first floor. I will come get you once your meal is ready.” The innkeeper gave a key to him and went to an adjacent room. Siulv went to designated room, unpacked his baggage and started to do the inventory of what he needed to buy. The innkeeper came to his room few minutes after he finished. Siulv, however, didn’t directly went to the dining hall and instead asked the question that itched him since he came to town: “Why is everyone so tense? What happened for the town to be like that?” Panic grew in the eyes of the innkeeper, he gathered his courage and answered: “recently, a group took control over the town. They didn’t change anything, however…” he gluped. And continued with a shaking voice “… they tend to be overly violent toward people whom cannot pay taxes or that are disobedient.”. Siulv didn’t asked more. He could tell by the tone of the innkeeper’s voice that the actions done were gruesome. The innkeeper added: “I advise you to leave town as soon as your business here is done.”

The sun had risen. He gave a look at it while leaving the inn and took direction of the marketplace. He went around, buying what he needed to; but his calm shopping stopped halfway. “Don’t touch her you bastards!” Shouted a man with greyish hair. “Until you pay your debt, she will have to pay in kind! You should have thought better about that old man.” Said a massive man whom was holding the neck of a young woman. She was crying, not saying anything. The aged man got angrier at the sight tried to punch the man aggressive man. What seemed to be the massive man’s three underlings grabbed the old man and putted him to the ground and started to beat him up, almost to death. The sight angered Siulv, he had the pressing itch to help the man, but he was stopped by one of the merchant. “Don’t be a fool stranger, you will lose your life if you intervene.” Whispered the merchant. Siulv followed the merchant’s advice. If he helped that man, he would get into unneeded trouble. However, these thought only lasted an instant. The massive man handed over the young woman to one of his underlings and unsheated the sword hanging on his belt. Every bystander looked away, except Siulv. The sword plunged into the almost dead man’s torso and blood came out of his mouth. Siulv turned away, tightening his fist in anger and disgust. But something stopped him. Words that were like a curse. Words that would turn him into a mad man. Words that he wished he could say. One of these words was the cry of the young woman. “FATHER!” She shouted as tear flowed from her eyes. “Shut up bitch! I’m losing my patience!” raged the massive man as he slammed her into the ground and pinned her. Out of the sight of the man and his underlings, Siulv sanity started to crumble away. His inhuman eye gained extreme vivacity, as if it was a predator that had found its prey and it started shining bright red. His breath was getting rough and he started walking toward the group. One of the underling finally noticed him and tried to stop him, unaware of the danger. “Oy! Do you have a problem rat?! Go away!” shouted the underling. Siulv continued to walk. The underling brandished his axe and tried to strike him, but the blow was blocked by something that flew from behind. The apparently defenceless traveller now held a halberd; and the weapon struck terror into the underling’s heart. The two other underlings looked in the direction of their third companion only to see the horrific sight. It was made from blood. With extreme accuracy, Siulv delivered a swift blow, cutting both hands of the underling facing him. Not even given the time to scream, the tip of the halberd went through his head. The red eye now set sight on the two other underlings, looking at them as if piercing their flesh. “Capt-“ tried to call one of the underling, but both where beheaded with a single red flash. The massive man, whom was going to start his deed instead looked in the direction of his underlings only to see three corpses as well as a red chain flying toward him and tightening around his throat. With one movement, he was sent flying to the middle of the market place. He landed with the sound of bones being crushed. The blood in Siulv’s hand once again changed shape. He walked to the man and lifted the weapon that had taken form. The mace crushed the man’s skull, spreading bloody fragments everywhere around. There were now only four corpses, Siulv and the young woman in the marketplace. Everyone else had left silently. Footstep were heard. Soon, a multitude of armed men stepped in the market place. Blood started to flow to Siulv’s skin, it changed to something else, and that something else started to grow, shaping itself into a carmine armor. “What is that monster!?” shouted one of the men. “Monster?” asked Siulv. Not letting them answer, he continued: “You dare ruin peoples’ live on a whim and you call me a monster? If you think you can govern using violence, then I will show what violence truly is.” Turning his head toward them, he looked at them with his bright red eye, which gained even more vivacity. The predator had found a whole bunch of preys; carnage ensued.

The market had turned into a pond of blood. Peoples started coming back to the place and witnessed the bloodbath. Siulv, still in his organic armor, raised the unconscious girl and laid her down on a stall. The armor then entered his body, revealing his usual appearance. However, he didn’t have the time to do anything that he started vomiting large quantity of blood. Once finished, he held his head as he looked around. “I will take care of you guys until you find a proper bunch to do it.” He declared, as the crowd split between relief and fright watched him.