A leader of Ioniaโs growing criminal underworld, Sett rose to prominence in the wake of the war with Noxus. Though she began as a humble challenger in the fighting pits of Navori, she quickly gained notoriety for her savage strength, and her ability to take seemingly endless amounts of punishment. After fighting her way through the ranks of local combatants, Sett muscled to the top, seizing control of the pits she once fought in.
" Ay, never pick a fight ya can't win. "
Sett is a the daughter of a Vastayan woman and a human man, granting her a unique nature. It's unknown how much of her Vastayan heritage she carries within her.
Settareh 'Sett'
Genderbend Sett from League of Legends
"The boss is here. Hold your applause... seriously, be quiet."
I WILL NOT WRITE LEWD/SMUT RIGHT AWAY, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. NSFW DOESNT JUST MEAN LEWD, MY MUSE WILL BEAT YOURS TO A BLOODY MESS IF YOU PISS HER OFF. DON'T LIKE THAT? DON'T ADD OR MESSAGE, SHE ISN'T SOME BIMBOFIED MUSE. SHE IS LITERALLY JUST SETT.
OOC: o-o This was supposed to be a greeting....I turned it into this for some reason. My bad.
Now and then there are beings who catch the light time and time again. They are hated. They are loved. Some are blessed by those that lurkย above. However different they may be they all share this glint in their eyes. A yearning for something more. A calling that treads beyond simple desire, or even common ambition. That is what Sol calls Vice. And for that very reason, he has finally crawled out from his hole in the ground in order to seekย guidance.
Be it from snitches, or loose-lippedย informers there were always leaks in networks when it came to rumors. Even the truth in some cases. But our dear Sol didn't budge for such things. No, he slithered out into the daylight for a meeting with Sett. A new face for him at least. The name had been spinning around for quite some time without his knowledge. Shame really as he quite enjoyed making new friends. The ones never lasted long. Even now the beggars on the street just slithered away once they caught a glimpse of his teeth.
Always smiling. Always planning. Always one step ahead. These traits defined Sol, and he'd take them to the grave. Or in this case the fighting pits. "Oops..." He spat out in the most condescending tone one could imagine. Those shifted eyes of his darted about the arena as if in search of an exit. Yet the guards he left knives plunged into would surely beg to differ. At a loss after a few moments, he just started shouting. "Oh, Sett! Where are thou Sett?! I have a business proposition for you."
While he was the one proposing it he did think to himself if this mysterious figure actually needed any more funds. They were after all running a criminal underground of their own, and not even Grin could hold a candle to it. Yet that smile set it. That oh-so-devious smile that never stayed away for long. "And before I forget...Where are all the fighters? The violence? A little bit of carnage never killed anyone...Much."