Each bullet had been infused with magical energy. Each bullet was the paint from which his art would flow. Each bullet was a masterpiece.
He had finished polishing it, but with the gun in his right hand, the temptation was too great. He drew the fingertips of his left hand across the slick surface of the clothes.
He picked up the tight, leather mask, then—unable to help himself—slid it over his face. It covered his right eye and mouth. It constricted his breathing and removed his depth perception….
He quickly folded up the weapon and removed the mask. The lilt in her voice hinted to an upbringing far south of this town.
Jhin was well aware of how he looked. Normally, it elicited pangs of self-conscious loathing, but today was a performance day.
Today, Khada Jhin cut a slender, elegant figure as he walked out with a cane. He was hunched, and his cloak seemed to cover some huge deformity on his shoulder, but a jaunty stride belied this.
He forcefully tapped the cane ahead of him as he marched toward the window. He tapped the frame rhythmically—three beats, then a fourth.
His gold sparkled, his cream cloak flowed, and his jewels glittered in the sun. It was round and perfectly symmetrical. A dull and predictable design.
Removed, it would make a terrible mask. This performance had to be wonderful, but there was still so much work to do.
He could have used someone else to place the lanterns. He could have changed clothes before opening his door. Now she had seen Khada Jhin in his finery.
The inspiration he needed was so obvious now. There was never a choice. There was no escaping the Art. The candied pork glistened on top of the five-flavor broth.
The aroma entranced Shen, but he set aside his spoon. As the waitress left, she smiled and nodded in approval.
The fat had yet to melt into the broth. Doubtless, the soup was already excellent, but in a moment, the flavor would be at its peak.
Shen considered the interior of the White Cliffs Inn. It was deceptively simple and rough. The wood weavers had been masters, removing the tree bark and living leaves only where necessary.
He slid away from the table, retrieving his blades from under his cloak. Alone and dressed like a merchant, Zed entered the inn.
Brushing past the waitress, he sat down three tables from Shen. Every part of him wanted to dash at his foe. To avenge his father.
But such was not the way of twilight. He calmed himself as he realized the distance was too far Shen looked over at Zed, expecting to see him grin.
Instead, his rival sighed. His skin was sallow, and dark folds hung beneath his eyes. Zed was ten paces and one half of a finger length away.
He leaned back in his chair, keeping himself just outside of the range Shen would need to strike a killing blow. But I will offer you a chance for vengeance.
You defy the balance. And now, again, his foolish mercy has tarnished his legacy. His skin prickled from the memory; his teeth clenched. Only his father had been strong enough to still believe a merciful justice could be served.
Something in Shen had changed that day. Something in Zed had broken. Shen put his swords on the table. He looked down at the perfect bowl of soup in front of him.
There was still no sign of Zed. He certainly must have sought out his former friend. It was likely Zed was hiding, watching.
Jhin needed to be careful. From the jetty, Jhin looked back to the foreign ship. The tide had come in, and the ship would be leaving in a few moments.
He would have to return soon if he was going to perform in Zaun next month. Risk on top of risk. He stopped to check his reflection in a puddle.
From the water, a worried, elderly merchant stared back at him. Years of acting practice combined with his martial training had given him total control of his facial muscles.
It was a common face, and he had given it an unexceptional expression. When he walked up the hill, Jhin blended easily into the crowd.
He checked the white lanterns above him, counting the distance. If Zed appeared, he would need them. At the inn on the top of the hill, he glanced at the planters where he had hidden traps.
Sharpened steel blades, shaped like flowers. They protected his escape route in case anything went wrong. Another kinkou, a young woman named Akali, stood beside Shen.
She walked to the doorway of the inn. He took a few steps, then collapsed to the ground in shock. He saw the flower!
Then he began weeping—his face painted by madness. The work was inescapable. Together or apart, Zed and Shen would chase the clues he had left.
They would follow them back to the Blossom Festival. Back to Jyom Pass. And when they became desperate, then they would have to work together again.
The cartridge can hit a maximum of 4 times. If Deadly Flourish strikes a champion that has been hit by any damage from Jhin or his allies, or are standing in a Lotus Trap within the last 4 seconds it will root them and grant Jhin Movement Speed as though he had crit them.
Beauty in Death - When Jhin kills an enemy champion a Lotus Trap will spawn and detonate where they were killed. Q damage ratio increased. Feels kinda lazy to me.
It seems the PBE "Cycle" has ended. This is one of two things that are unfinished on project Jhin, the other being that his traps have no animation leading up to detonation.
But to answer your question, it has been reported and Riot is apparently not caring nor bothering to give an answer.
Most of them use recoloured particles for their effects Blood Moon is probably the only one that tries to add more with its paint effects, SKT has a few logos and the wings but is mostly recoloured otherwise and have very few animation changes.
In comparison Headhunter Cait has completely different particles for all abilities as well as slightly altered animations on all autos, abilities and even her joke to fit the tripartite design of her gun on this skin and completely different sounds.
I think the real reason most Jhin skins are good is because they all rely heavily on the magnificent vanilla. By recolours I mean the particles.
I will give them credit for having very nice, unique models and textures on all skins. It should be mentioned that the SKT skin is technically a rp quality skin, but the prices on world champion skins are lowered to as part of the promotion.
High Noon is and does not have unique particles, while SKT is a skin priced at JHIN is a skin and should get the haste particles, but I just wanted to clear up that detail.
Speaking of the E traps, the version currently on the PBE looks pretty fragile and unfinished compared to every other skin.
The explosion particles are also pretty bland and mostly colourless especially when compared to vanilla and Blood Moon which really portray them more as an explosion of colour and vibrancy.
They removed his glowing red at the end of the recall. They removed paint splatters that appeared on the floor behind him when he had high movement speed.