(( Had to go with Jade Fang Cass, but I intended to have her look like the Classic Cass; however, Riot doesn't want me to use her name--I assume it's because the ass part in Cass, but I don't honestly know. So, if it peeves anyone, since my name is 'Ask Jade Fang', then Jade Fang Cassiopeia will be her canon look for this thread and any others I participate in, otherwise it's gonna be the classic Cass ))

The sun sat upon the shores of Noxus, the sunlight glinting in the ocean. Along the seaside a small estate was overlooking the vast ocean. It was... lavish to say the least, however quaint it was in its size. The perfect house for a general's daughter, though that general had been deceased for longer than the house's owner could count. A warning sign sat in the front, jade dogs standing watch upon the marble steps that led inside. A small 'beware' was all that was painted upon it in what looked faintly like dried blood, but no one who passed by was for certain. The owner was apparently unbecoming in her hosting and tended to disdain the company of people anyways, as it would seem from the little ornaments surrounding the sand lawn in front. It wasn't your average lawn decor, seeing as every statue was made of pure stone and in the oddest, most submissive positions with looks filled with utter terror that exuded from their widened eyes; just another warning for anyone daring to approach the tiny abode.

Cassiopeia wasn't fond of company.

Inside lay perfectly tiled floors decorated with gorgeous mosaics depicting nostalgic portraits of what used to be. A large picture lay upon the lavish wall that divided the kitchen from the designated sun room of a beautiful young lady obviously in her prime, with a figure oddly similar to another League champion, and one more standing tall in the back. The walls were a dark maroon color, gold trimmings lining the top and bottom. Inside the sun room lay a large curtain, the light filtering in from the windowed roof above along with the wall of glass that sat behind, shining light upon the veiled figure encased inside the curtain. Cassiopeia refrained from exposing herself, keeping the blood red curtain as a divider from the people who dared to enter. It circled around her, light filtering in to show her serpentine form, ensuring whoever was in the room that they were not alone.

A sigh drew from pursed lips, Cassiopeia's form sliding against the cushioned circle she was lounging upon, pillows flattened by her tail. Her hands drew close to her face, sliding against her plump lips. "I disdain company," she called out, "But I guess I couldn't leave my adoring fans in the dark, as well as my fellow colleagues. Ask me whatever you want, tell me all your secrets, and please, don't hesitate to come a little closer." A loud cackle burst from the curtains, a clawed hand reaching out to beckon whoever lay outside.

"Don't forget to leave your letters in my personal yordle mailbox outside--the stone one with her mouth agape," Cassiopeia directed, "I'll gladly write back, my lemmings!" She grew a little dark toward the end of her introduction, the silhouette of her head whipping back visibly, "Please refrain from commenting upon my appearance, or lack thereof; I'd rather keep my home free of... messes."

(( I'm terribly sorry if I get anything wrong, since this is my first time playing Cassiopeia. I love the Ask _____ system, so I thought I'd give my favorite champ a try since she was available. Assume this is a new start, by the way. :3 And correct any mistakes I make, lore or otherwise. Soft criticism would be appreciated, since I'm a sensitive soul. ))

((Ah, Cassiopeia. The compendium has been updated... Enjoy your time as her.))

A letter appears.

{ Madame Serpent, what is, as they say, your "Breakfast of Champions?" I also have another question, if it so pleases you. Have you had to make certain concessions to your diet after your...transformation? }

A small viper pops out of the stone mailbox, biting down on the letter placed inside. It slithered into Cassiopeia's cozy hole, the naga lightly patting its head before reading what it delivered. Having prepared for letters before hand, the Serpent's Embrace wrote back.

Dear Anonymous,

I'm very fond of caviar and anything of the bird variety, preferably quail lightly cooked and filleted with a side of hard boiled eggs. As for conceding to my diet after my transformation, I've had to let go of my fond love of my dear sister's wonderful sinister salad--I'm deeply saddened by the loss. I've also found rats and mice to be extremely tasty treats, but people already look at me with... disgust, so I refrain from such, especially eating meals raw. I can also go days without food now, which has helped quite a bit on my curves, but what does that matter any longer.

One thing I don't suggest: being in my immediate presence should I become... hungry.

-Cassiopeia Du Couteau

Cassiopeia folds the paper into an envelope and sealing it with a venomous kiss before sending it off with the same viper that delivered her the mail.

(( Don't worry, that venom will wear off as soon as it gets to ya. ;3 And I'll do my best! ))

((A new Cass. Nice. I won't be able to get around to asking you anything till tomorrow. Do you only want questions in letter format, or are you okay with in-person chat? Just asking because I know some people just like to answer letters.))

((Regardless, here comes Sona in person, because I CAN! <3))

Sona glides herself toward Cassiopeia's home, playing a delightful tune along the way. She notices the yordle mailbox perched outside, and sighs. Probably just a poor fellow in the wrong place at the wrong time.

She continued on toward the door, ringing the doorbell calmly. She kept her smile up, and her tune stayed mildly calm despite the atmosphere of the area.

(( Nice of you to ask! I'll take both letters and in person chat with utter delight. Cass can definitely talk and write at the same time. ;3 ))

(( How dare you!! >:O ))

Cassiopeia looks up upon hearing the flourish of strings at her doorstep, smiling at the now radiant figure hidden from view behind the curtain. Cassiopeia coils around her spot, resting her head in her hands as she lays herself upon the soft cushions below her. A Demacian official come to see her? Delightful. Regardless, Sona was among the pleasant crowd of company, unlike Garen or Tryndamere.

"Oh, dearest Maven, what can I do for the Demacia's only hope for tasteful, good music?" she clucked, complimenting the girl, however sour it may have seemed, "Make yourself at home, I'm having a few servants brew up some lovely tea. Chamomile, darling?

Sona smiled as Cassiopeia opened the door, floating on in and filling the room with her music as she spoke, "Hello there Cass. I'd love some tea if it wouldn't be too much of a hassle for you."

*Urgot squeezes his large form through Cassiopeia's doorway, his metal feet scuttling across the tiled floor until he met up with Cassiopeia.*

Serpent's Embrace, *wheeeeze* why did you not choose military service, *wheeeeeze* like your sister, instead of your...*wheeeze* disgusting way of serving Noxus? Though it appears you have paid the price for your deceit.

*He looks down at his ugly, undead form and huffs*

Instead of something much more honorable.

((Not the most welcoming IC, but welcome to the forums lol))

"Hassle, darling? For you? Of course not," Cassiopeia cooed, beckoning a few Noxian servants to fetch the young girl some of the brewing tea, "Now, are there any questions you would like to ask, dearest? I have a question myself for you: how does it feel to be adored by all of Valoran? Must feel powerful, no?" The serpentine form slid with endearment, curling around Cassiopeia's body.

((Definitely not, but thank you anyways. XD ))

Cassiopeia blinked, her features suddenly twisting in disgust at the sound of Urgot's phlegm coated breathing as he blatantly insulted her. The amount of seething rage she held back was enough to silently tear into one of the cushions she lounged on. The snake let out a sigh, anathema hidden under the breath she let out. "You're bold to come into my lair with such accusations, Urgot, but I'll humor you, since you've been dealt a worse set of cards," she let out a snide chuckle, "I do what I must to ensure the safety of Noxus, in a subtler, less violent way than what your grotesque form can ever achieve. There's an art to seduction, but I doubt you'd ever understand the benefits I bring to our fair city-state, my dear. Honor isn't something I strive for."

Cassiopeia flicked her eyes upward, a hand reaching out from the curtains, "At least I have the decency to spare my company the pain of staring at my own deformities. Now, would you care for some tea, darling Urgot?" The seductress took her own cup of tea from the servant before sending him off to Sona and Urgot. "And if it is possible, there is a sofa, just behind you two, where you may lounge comfortably," Cassiopeia said, directing with her pinking before slipping her arm back into the cocoon she lay within.