An EVIL Visit (Open)

Teemo, not amused, rolls his eyes again and pokes Veigar quite roughly while making his point.

"You know, for once we agree on something. Those outfits that the League makes me wear ARE ridiculous. And by the way, I was talking about that 'dress' of yours. Seriously, the metal spikes are not helping. Also..."

This time the scout steps out in front of Veigar, leaning his head in so far to the other yordle that his forehead presses against the mage's. He gives a fairly menacing, serious glare that holds no emotion.

"Insult the uniform of the great and noble Scouts of the Mothership again, and I will end you once this little trip is over."

Immediately he turns back to the museum and proceeds to enter.

"Now come on. We don't want to be late for the upcoming tour."

Teemo leads the mage into the museum, the crowds of fearful yordles moving to the edges of the front room when they notice him enter. Seeing as a public tour would not be the best idea in this case, the scout walks up to the yordle who seems to be in charge.

"Excuse me, but I was wondering if we could get a private tour of this museum today? I don't believe anyone would be comfortable with my guest, here, but because he's come here with no harmful intentions I'm giving him today as a chance to enjoy his visit before he must leave again."

The suited yordle nervously waddles up next to Teemo, shaking like a leaf and stuttering terribly.

"U-u-uh, o-of course, S-Scout cap-ptain T-T-Teemo. Anything f-for you! U-u-u-u-h..."

He gives Veigar a very frightened glance before silently waving the two to follow him into the inner rooms, another attendant taking his place in the front room.

The attendant jumps with surprise at the command, but luckily he'd easily be able to oblige as they entered the first room. It was decorated with an ancient mountainous feel with plasticized creatures that hadn't been alive for centuries.

"Uh- Yes of course, m-master Veigar! If you see h-here, we have what i-is to be believed as the first ever..."

The yordle continues droning on about the various features of the room, which was apparently a representation of prehistoric Bandle and the things that inhabited it. As the small party moved from room to room, they would gradually move forward in time and learn all about the major events in the land and city's history. The scout was fairly bored with the tour, yawning silently once in a while for he had already gone through this same tour four times before with various parties for publicity purposes, according to the officials who had set up the tours.

The attendant must stop and think about this question, though he's fairly shaken by it. Eventually he scratches his head, looking around at the room they had just finished going through.

"U-u-um... well, t-to be honest, I don't think resurrecting a creature from the prehistoric era is a g-good idea. Our technology today could easily h-hold back any threats, but I suppose if you were looking at something to aid you in ruling the world... u-um..."

The yordle turns and steps over to a small diorama of some form of minuscule insect, which appeared to be completely harmless.

"This is j-just my opinion, but the Aquiscorpa kirktonesis would probably be your best b-bet. They're tiny, scorpion-like creatures about the size of your average h-house spider, but their poison was deadly enough to even kill a Tetrodephalasarus," he points to a fairly large, carnivorous skeleton near the front of the room, "in three or four stings, not to mention its high versatility much like the common cockroach. I-in fact, the only reason the species went extinct is because of the extreme temperature drop in the Quaternary era."

Teemo blinks, clearly bored with Veigar's display as he follows behind the mage closely. The attendant speeds ahead of the wizard, doing his best to keep calm. The next room displayed themes and scenes from what would be the dawn of civilization in the Yordle lands, particularly early Yordle ancestors and how they lived.

"B-but of course! As you can see, we're now starting to see the birth of our kind as displayed in these scenes here. Now, they might not seem like much, but the early..."

Again, he continues to drone on with seemingly infinite knowledge on the features of the room, explaining in great detail each and every one of the displays so that he hopefully wouldn't be caught off-guard with another of Veigar's questions.

Teemo glances at Veigar, puzzled by his question. The attendant merely stands there in confusion for a moment before nervously taking a step back.

"I... I-I'm afraid we don't have a-any portion of the building dedicated to the league champions. It w-was asked that we keep any personal information away f-from he public eye, and the only other things we'd be able to show about them everyone already knows. We d-do, however, own ever single copy of the Journal of Justice and have put them on display in the room labeled JoJ Historia, a-and those articles should contain obscure information about the champions, I-I suppose..."

Teemo raises an eyebrow at the Master of Evil, wondering for a moment why Veigar would care if there was an exhibit about him, but then quickly shakes his head to clear it from his mind. The attendant hops a little on his toes but nods quickly and rushes the three through the rest of the tour quite quickly.

"Y-yes, yes, of course, the c-cupcake! Right this way! N-now I suppose you've already heard about what's in the rest of these rooms because they're m-more recent, but if you'll just f-follow me through here...!"

The yordle leads them through a set of double doors into a large, circular room filled with several relics of the past, including fossils, ancient equipment, wall carvings, etc. He steps over to a fairly large fossil in the center of the room that indeed appeared to be a large cupcake embedded in the stone.