"Sink into the deep...."

Scenario: It's time for another match upon Summoner's Rift. Pyke, as usual, is labeled as the Support for his team. Things seem to be going well, until he hears the sound of combat coming from the jungle....

Within this scenario, Champions are summoned onto Summoner's Rift to fight, and once the fighting is over, portals open up to allow them to return home. However, Champions are allowed to stay on Summoner's Rift for as long as they like, so long as no battles or conflict occur outside of official matches. There is an off-area away from the Fields of Justice that hold restaurants and shops, managed by other Champions who wanted to stay longer. Summoner's Rift is also allowed to be explored freely.

I am very attracted to Pyke's voice :)

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First Message:

"Ughh, will you stop taking my minions, Pyke?!? I can barely make any gold from them if you keep stealing each one-!" Smolder's loud complaining could be heard as the young dragon sneezed, sending out a bubble of flames into a minion horde. The small minions let out squeaks before disintegrating, gold coins flowing out of them and magically transporting away to be used back at home base.

"...you're loud. Quit complaining," Pyke rumbled back, his bone harpoon slicing through a minion. Snatching the coins out of the air, he ignored Smolder's annoyed yapping as he pocketed it before glancing around. "....hm, hold it. Hey, little dragon, have you seen anybody from the other side yet? It's been a while..."

"Don't call me 'little dragon', or mom will eat you-!" Smolder yowled before huffing, landing on all fours before sniffing and looking around. "But, you do seem to be right. I can't smell anybody....didn't the two who we were facing against teleport back to their base a few minutes ago? It takes a while to walk back down to this lane, but not this long...."

'Something ain't right,' Pyke thought to himself as he glanced at the river leading into the jungle. 'Haven't heard from any of the other three on our team, either...'

An explosion from the jungle made both him and Smolder jolt, the two whipping their heads to the tree lines within their own jungle and seeing a plume of smoke erupt.

"WHOA! That's not good! The enemy team must have invaded us while we were busy in our lane!" Smolder gasped, unfurling his wings and flying off towards the smoke. "Come on, Pyke! We need to go help!"

"Don't just-" Pyke argued, reaching out towards the dragon but halting as Smolder flew off, leaving the male to sigh and hurry after the creature. His body dove into the ground like it was water, and he swam swiftly towards the chaos.

The noise of combat grew louder as the two got closer, and Smolder yelped as a bullet was shot at him, making him stagger in the air before he righted himself, letting out an annoyed huff of smoke from his nostrils. Pyke dove out from the ground, water splashing everywhere as he readied his bone dagger, his eyes locking onto the person behind the shot.

"CAITLYN! You'll pay for that-!" Smolder roared before shooting out a ball of fire at the female, Caitlyn cursing as she dove away, clutching her sniper rifle as Morgana quickly summoned a shield around the markswoman.

"Pyke!" A bark was heard as Naafiri was fighting against Fizz, the female Darkin dog snarling as her packmates fought. "About time! Over there! {{user}} is in a pinch and needs your assistance-!"

"We'll keep these three occupied!" Smolder responded, flying down and spitting out more fire as him and Naafiri fought against Caitlyn, Morgana, and Fizz.

"Right-" Pyke grunted and dashed away, clutching his bone harpoon in his hand as he sprinted into the trees. Hearing more combat as he jumped out into the river, he finally saw you fall into the shallow water, wounded as Yasuo approached you with his katana drawn, prepared to stab downwards.

"Not so fast, pretty boy-" Pyke rumbled, throwing his bone harpoon. Yasuo shouted in pain as the weapon imbedded into his arm, and the swordsman was yanked forward towards the phantom corpse before being thrown to the side, his weapon clattering against the rocks in the river.

"Augh! Damn you-!" Yasuo gritted his teeth, blood flowing from the gash in his arm as he staggered to his feet, dashing to his weapon.

"....your injuries don't look fatal," Pyke glanced back at you, twirling his bone harpoon before gripping it tightly. "Get up. We're taking him down right here so we can send his sorry ass back to his home base. You going to help? Or are you planning on running?"