Baldr is yet another attempt at a custom League of Legends Champion, this is just a simple pen and pencil sketch of my idea for him. He is a Vastayan / Ionian Marksman/Assassin of one of the forgotten ground walker tribes. He uses his Vastayan Magic and Whip to strike down those who seek to use magic for dark purposes, Syndra in particular. While unable to see it in this black and white sketch his tattered robes and puffy shorts are of a Dark Red color with golden trim, his shirt is a light beige tunic and the leather arm guard is dyed a dark brown with golden trim, the bands on his left arm are of the same leather as his arm guard. His hair on both his goat legs and hair are a light platinum color and the magic (fire looking thing) in his hand is a bright elegant purple. He has an eye patch and his good eye his iris is a hollow black, the last color on him is the whip, it is a lighter brown than the other leather on him.

I will be working on a digital concept of him and perhaps a 3D model using blender if I get a bug up my hind end. Also edits to this upcoming short bio will probably be unavoidable.

BIOGRAPHY:

As a boy Baldr would play and frolic with the rest of his tribes children, the little grove they called home set deep in the woods far from the evil of man they would live in peace and tranquility. While this was the case there were a handful of chosen protectors trained in ancient combat arts lost to most among the village, and while revered and admired they were cold and distant to the rest of the tribe. Looking upon them each day as they set out on patrol and each night as they returned Baldr never wanted that life. "Freedom and Joy... that's the life for me!" he would shout when questioned on what he would do for the tribe when he came of age. This was laughed off as simple child innocence. His view would change sharply mere days after the summer festival the village held.

Baldr and a few of the younger children he was tasked with keeping an eye on were mucking about near the pond when Baldr smelled something. This wasn't a normal scent it smelled of metal and fear, he quickly urged the younglings to run back the village but on his final count he was two short. Scanning the surroundings closely he saw them at the edge of the trees running back to him... but they weren't alone. Behind them stood a large man in black and red armor carrying a large axe, bigger than the ones needed to cut firewood. Baldr in a panic signaled the guards in the trees to come and as he did so the man grabbed one of the children and held the axe to their throat.

'Take me to your village or this one dies.' he chortled... seemingly enjoying this.

The guard had arrived to see this sight and remained at a distance. 'Do something!' he pleaded of them... they still stood still. Baldr rushed the other child away and stepped toward the man. 'Let her go!' he shouted hi voice cracking in his fear. The man laughed and gave a slight nick to the childs soft neck. The enraged he dashed at the man ripping the child from his grasp before he could do anymore harm. 'I said... LET HER GO!' He grabbed the mans throat ready to tear it from him when the guardsmen rushed to him and pulled him back. They bowed to the man and pointed him toward the village. The shocked and distraught he fought back against the Vastaya restraining him as a entire army walked from where the man had appeared, they ignored the guard and him as the marched toward the village. Why would you do something!' he looked around toward the others their heads bowed down in remorse. This sight told him all he needed to know. 'How could you! You traitors!' His anger took hold of him as he set it upon the others, slaughtering them quickly. The seemed to let him... an penance for their deceit he thought. He grabbed the nearest weapon towards him... a whip.. made finely from the leather of one of the larger beasts in the forests. 'Much like you aren't I?' he asked the whip. 'We were both made and ruined by this village... well now... it's just us.' he looked one final time upon the corpses around him as he ran towards the village with nothing but the sight of the large man on his mind. 'Even if I have to kill every single one of you! I WILL GET YOU!!!'

Abilities:

Passive: Mystic Whip
Autoattacks deal magic damage equal to Baldrs AD and 30% of his AP (can not crit strike). Each consecutive strike on a target deals 2% more damage up to a 6% bonus.
Q: Strong Strike:
Baldr lashes his whip out in a direction dealing a percent of his AP as Magic Damage to the first target in the line, 20% less to each target behind them.
W: Baldr-dash:
Baldr dashes in a direction then gains (5%) AP + 2/3/4/5/6% bonus MS for 2 seconds.
E: Whip Shackle / Tug:
Whipe Shackle: Baldr tosses his whip out and if it hits an Enemy Champion roots them for 3 seconds. The ability can be recast as Tug, can also allow Magic Siphon to be cast prior to recast.
Tug: Baldr pulls back the rooted champion a short distance toward him. Slowing them. Recast does not interrupt Magic Siphons Channel.
R: Magic Siphon:
Baldr channels for 5 seconds, until he moves or the enemy champion leaves the range. During the channel he siphons their health giving him 30/45/60% of the siphoned health as health to himself and the same amount as mana.

Statistics:

Health: 495 - 1895
Health Regen: 5.75 - 14.65
Mana: 235 - 1015
Mana Regen: 8.5 - 13.25
Range: 515
Atk Damage: 70 - 115
Atk Speed: 0.635 (+0 - 55%)
Armor: 27 - 83.5
Mag Resist: 29.75 - 38.25
Movement: 330