His eyes widen as he gets horrible flashbacks from his childhood. “I… I’d rather avoid going back to the jungle if you don’t mind. I can probably give you pictures of the things you want but I’m not going back there. I’m sorry Martin.” Body trembling slightly, wringing his tail a little bit.
Summoner Martin - by: zuckerpls
(And no, that’s not a Kilt)
"Can you hear me?" said the monkey while knocking on the Golem’s forehead. "I swear you sometimes act like a mechanized creature, what people in Piltover create." A pause came, because the Golem clearly didn’t knew what a mechanized creature is. "I wonder if your suit is hot inside. How do you feel?”
The Golem stared at the Monkey in pondered thought before lifting a hand and placing it upon his stone chest before saying “I am in no suit Sir. I am of stone and metal through to my very core. This was how my Creator Ordained to Craft me” It spoke with a lack of tone and emotion, before moving his hand away from his chest and looking down at the palm of his hand for a moment, before looking back at the Monkey and saying “And because of what I am made of, I do not feel much of anything, the wind is like a veil being draped over me even in the harshest of storms, i have never known warmth but in echo’s of their true essence…”.
Well… Uh… Yeah. We can return to this topic later. But now I have to go. The Elders call me that the Battle is about to begin. I’m sorry I couldn’t stay with you any longer. I wish safe travels for your journey wherever you’re headed. The Golem looked still blankly staring at the Monkey. “Well, I’m off. See ya ‘round!” The the Summoner leapt on his cloud and flew off leaving the Golem behind.