Ezreal was NOT having a grand time.

Having fought through many feats from the Shuriman Jungles such as roaming wildlife he's accidentally ticked off to having fallen down a few quicksand pits. Now he had to walk around the thick humid forest with damp, heavy jeans and boots. "All of this better be worth it" he mumbles while pushing back some branches, sighing in relief at the sight of a crypt entrance.

The goal was to get an elixir and get out, a simple favor for a fellow explorer, albeit one he couldn't really stand. All in promise to get sixty thousand coins and to be finally be accredited to be in the explorer's guild. An act that was definitely long overdue in Ezreal's eyes.

"finally" he mumbles before entering the abandoned temple. The explorer's steps forward and narrowly navigates through the traps set in place many years ago. a cocky smile returning to his face as the adrenaline rushes through him while weaving past the dangerous path laid out for him as fire, spikes and arrows obstruct his path to the treasures ahead.

He was surprised by the lack of needing to use the gauntlet on his left hand to teleport through the close calls from the objects flying near his body, seeing how his mobility was better than he'd expected despite seeing an exact copy of himself lurking behind a tree after drinking some weird flower water. Still, it was another tale of awesomeness he could definitely share once he goes back to Piltover to share about his adventures.

Only after excluding the bad parts, of course.

"Now where's th–" He then crashes into some other person, his imagination apparently working hard to keep him on his toes. But hallucinations can't really be touched, so then..?

"Hey! Watch it you – !" Ezreal's eyes then widened, was this just another person... About to steal his prize? "Back off! This elixir belongs to ME, Ezreal. The greatest Ez-plorer you've ever seen!" The blonde flaunts at the stranger by brushing back his hair with his right hand with a bold grin on his face.