Introduction
Within the last two hundred years, however, the dangers of unchecked magical warfare began to expose the fragility of Runeterra to everyone residing in Valoran. The last two Rune Wars drastically altered the geophysical landscape of Valoran, even after magical energy was focused on restoring it. Violent earthquakes and horrific magically-fueled storms made life on Valoran challenging, even before factoring in the horror of warfare on the populace. It was theorized that another unchecked Rune War would tear the world asunder.
As a direct response to the worldβs growing physical and political instability, Valoranβs key magicians β including many powerful summoners β came to the conclusion that conflicts needed to be resolved in a controllable and systemic way. They formed an organization called the League of Legends, whose purpose was to oversee the orderly resolution of political conflict in Valoran. Housed in the Institute of War, the League would be given the authority by Valoranβs political entities to govern the outcomes of the organized conflict they would administer...
A legendary battle between Jarven IV, the prince of Demacia, and Jericho Swain, the military governor of Noxus.
Each battle is held on a Field of Justice where the Champions are summoned, and put onto battlefields with limited powers and strengths, and are put into mortal combat for the sake of their nation. Sometimes, the famous come to the League, while others come to seek their fame. Perhaps one day, your name come to join these in the Hall of Legends.
Jarvan IV, Prince of Demacia. Legendary Dragon Slayer and next in line to the throne of Demacia.
Katarina Darkwill. First born of the Darkwill daughters, and rightful heir to the thrown of High Commander of Noxus.
Garen, the Might of Demacia. Mighty warrior, and most powerful soldier in Demacian history.
Jericho Swain. Military governed of Noxus, master of the ancient Raven magics, and expert tactision.
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It has been nearly 50 years since the creation and institution of the League of Legends, 27 years since the battle of Kalamanda, and 10 years since the Battle of the Fields. Most of the champions who once served in the league have now become too old to serve in the league, so with a shortage of champions, the league has started to look across all of Runeterra for its new warriors to battle out the strife's between nations.
Recently, the war between Demacia and Noxsus (Lead by Jarven V - The current Prince of Damacia - and General Darkwill - Current High Commander of Noxus) has reached a turning point. After the great Battle of the Fields (An event which left most champions who served the League dead/unable to serve the League anymore, including Noxian commander Swain, and Demacian prince Jarven) the war between the two nations has only escalated. But, now the two nations have not only declared war on each other, but declared a war on the League itself.
Because of this escalation, High Summoner Anthous Allgyer has declared a tournament... In which the winner's nation will be declared the "victor" of this seemingly endless war.
Who will rise to the top? Who will become the greatest legend ever known? Who will clame victory for themselves, or their nation? It all comes down to this, this one... Last... Tournament.
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The only sounds that whispered inside the cave were the sounds of the Nexus'; the massive energy crystals being lowered into place, and the warriors gathering themselves. Right now, it was Epheias turn to rise the challenge of the Tournament, and become a Legend herself... For Demacia, for the King, for her brothers and sisters in arms.
While the Title Captain of the Demacian Guard was quite an honor for Epheia, she had a larger goal in mind. All her life her family was tightly woven with the Royal family, which meant she spent plenty of time with Jarvan V, despite him being a few years older than her. But she was very young when the grown Jarvan was being grommet to be King of Demacia, and one of her only true friends was taken away from her... When she had reached adult hood, it was as if Jarvan (Now Prince Jarvan) had almost completely forgotten her. She aimed to fix that.
Epheia, standing a little over 6 feet, took her polearm in hand, and readied herself for the coming battle. From the listing, and the stench of dead vermin, she knew her first foe was none other than the dreaded Pestilence; a foe she had not been looking forward to fighting. She had heard such horror stories about the Vermin Caller, but was getting ready to test those stories herself.
Checking her armor one more time, Epheia slowly stepped forward off of the summoning platform as the announcer proclaimed:
"Let the Tournament, begin!"
A small cloud of blackflies, vicious little insects that can rip off hunks of flesh with a single bite, drifted from his right eye to find their meal. When no meat was in sight, they went back into his skull. βPatience my children, there will be much food for you on the battlefield." With a small buzz, his mosquito sentry landed onto the championβs bony shoulder.
βA polearm? Interesting.β Pestilenceβs sightless gaze rested on the numerous weapons lining the walls. He could easily pick a spear or bow but why waste them when heβd never use them? The only weapon Pestilence needed was his children. Through them he saw everything, spread fear and disease and carried out his will, something his decrepit old body could not accomplish without them.
Light shone from the roof and he knew it was time to go. With a sharp whistle, millions of insects from all over the kingdom filled his skeleton, ready to be used on command. If he had muscles on his skull, Pestilence would have given the faintest of smiles. Heβd never learned to whistle even when he had lips. The sound had been the music of a Snowy Tree Cricket. It was always fun seeing his crickets torture someone with their constant droning until they were driven insane. With a flash, the light enveloped him.
His eyes opened on the summoner platform as he took in the unfamiliar sights. Though he had never been to the Proving Grounds, he already knew the layout by heart thanks to the indigenous vermin. A maggot wormed its way across his forehead as he switched his gaze to the insects sitting absentmindedly in the brush and back to the flies in his eye. No matter how remote a place was, nothing was forbidden to insects. Pestilence waved his hand and leapt off the ground, his skeletal frame held aloft by a soft cloud of vermin.
As they neared the most central place of battlefield the grass began to quiver in excitement, numerous gnats hopping in to the colony creating his very being. With a brush of his mind, two Kambadier Beetles dropped from his ribs and ran to the bushes, quickly burrowing themselves into the ground, leaving only their tiny antennae sticking out the top to detect any movement. Pestilence loved Kambadier Beetles. Not only did they explode with the force of dynamite, they left a paralysing mist in the air afterwards. They were the perfect ambush tool.
With his traps in place, Pestilence waited for his opponent to arrive.
βSoon my children you will feast on her corpse.β
The setting changes from Runeterra to The Proving Grounds
He had already his gear with him. His custom-made, custom-decorated set of armor which would shine brilliantly had there been much light in the area at all, but it was dark really until they had begun bringing down the Nexus. In his right hand was his sword, which he held almost as if it were part of his arm, for in a sense, it was. The years of training from the Might of Demacia β his own father β had made not wielding a blade make him feel as if he were bare or naked. It was a part of him and who he was, and nothing in the world could change thatβ¦.. or stop it.
As the battlefield became just that with the lowering of both of Nexusβ, he held his sword out in front of him, as if to taunt his foe whom he could not see at this moment. He would soon enough, and they would find their deaths at the end of his blade, as many do. He didnβt care what this opponent would throw at him β he would take it and return it tenfold. The strength of his father and himself ran through him. The Crowngaurds were not to be toyed with and they were not to be defeated. Ironically enough, he was also supposed to fight his cousin, wasnβt he? That really saddened him. Not knowing he would have to make battle with his own blood β that excited him actually β but that she did not know why they were to fight. βFriendlyβ is what it was supposed to be, but even though Luxanne had raised a smarter child than Garen, she was ignorant to the state of the Crowngaurds. To everyone, save maybe Luxanne herself and her own child, Garen along with his βNoxus-spawnβ were not welcomed by the family. While not stated to him directly, he figured that the other Crownguards (again, save for Lux) were probably hoping to save the honor and glory for a βtrueβ Crownguard. It really disturbed him. Trully did. She was so beautiful, innocent and proud β as any Crownguard βshouldβ be, yet they would easily use her to make sure he did not succeed inβ¦β¦.
What was it he wanted to succeed in? Becoming famed? Earning the right to claim victory in this tournament? It was, at first, what he had wanted, but faced on the Fields of Justice, he questioned his own motives towards entering.
Maybe he was fighting for something to fight for.
In any case, he would think about all that was happening in the near future β in the near future. He took a prideful step forward and spoke to the dark air, in the direction of his soon-to-be opponent. βMay your strength be admirable as your will.β
The setting changes from The Proving Grounds to Runeterra
But no, she had overcome that. She had managed to remain hidden, her hands and feet bloody messes from crawling through the hard earth. She had been spared from the Demacian swords and the Noxian axes, but perhaps the fate handed to her was even worse - she was trapped, trapped there, energy from the nexus seeping into her. She was trapped.
For two decades.
Remembering the screams and the burning sights of Ionia and Kalamanda, the silent maestra, stepped onto the summoning platform. The next thing she knew, she was near a Nexus. It was different from the one she was trapped beneath in Kalamanda, but a Nexus was a Nexus nonetheless. With a single swipe of her hand, she summoned Latrodectus, the magic above her which housed her strings, and awaited her opponent.
It was also croweded. Sholani had lived in the harsh tundra of Frejord, where it was rare to encounter another living thing, even if you were looking for one. Here there were farms, cattle, stinks, noises, and, greatest of all, humans. They were everywhere. The sheer number of them was enough to warm her blood up with fright. Many things came with humans. Feuds and wars, battles and gallantry, lies and assasins. How could they live with all of this... this... action?
And she had forced herself into the middle of it, asking for a place to represent her people in the League of Legends. In the tundra wilderness of her homeland she had learned to survive through brute force and determination. Those things were needed here as well, but not in the same way. One had to learn when to fight the enemy and not pacify him with pretty words. One had to learn how to speak up for oneself yet at the same time not seem bullheaded and stubborn. In Freljord there was no worrying about these things. Hunger was the enemy. Cold was the enemy. You couldn't appease or negotiate with them. They were final and absolute.
In her homeland Sholani had represented a new hope for her clan. Now, years later, she was striving to fulfill the expectations of her people. Maybe not in the way they had anticipated, but she was helping them nonetheless. She was learning the games of humans. Although she was daunted by many things about the new world she had thrust herself into she would not fail her people.
Sholani stood up from the shade of the tree she had been laying under and stretched. Tail swishing from side to side she made her way towards the summoning chamber. Her claws clicked over the stone hallways, the sharp noises echoing in the corridors. Without a pause she strode by the weapons room, head held high. Dragons needed no weapons other than the ones that nature provided them. Blood heating with excitement, Sholani stepped onto the summoning platform.
A light enveloped her and then she was in the Proving Grounds. Apparently some old human battles had taken place in the Proving Grounds, but at the moment Sholani didn't care. Her attention was focused on the upcoming battle. She stepped off the platform, making her way down the single lane. It was time for the battle to begin and she didn't want to dissapoint her opponent.
The light blinded him and he was there, standing on the altar, his natural senses kicking in, he could smell something but it was unlike anything he could think of, if he were to guess, it was a gas, which explained why he couldn't really smell it, just that he knew something was there. Joseph grinned nervously, priming his gun, ready to fire the concoctions he had loaded into it, then as if by instinct, Joseph let out a bestial howl, letting his opponent know what he was up against.
Should the dragon prove more susceptible to her attacks than she previously hoped and looked like it was rather heavily wounded, then in that case... she smiled as she thought of the prospect of ensnaring another prey for Latrodectus. Of course, since the dragon seemed to be devoid of mana, she would not be able to find her with Moonlight hunt... but with a prey that large, Maria had a feeling she wouldn't even need to.
And with that, she charged towards Sholani, activating piercing veil and taking advantage of her near full mana to strike at Sholani from a distance. As for how effective they will be against the dragon? Well, she supposed she shall see.
The setting changes from Runeterra to The Proving Grounds
Maria ran at her, throwing out a ranged attack. It hit Sholani with surprising force. The dragon felt her blood heat anew with the anger the pain brought. The human had far longer range than Sholani, but the dragon didn't think that was unfair. She was used to the odds being against her. Letting out a roar, she lunged towards Maria and activated her freezing breath ability.
Sholani nearly attacked the human more, but she held back. She could not let her instincts take a hold of her and make her lose her reason. It was far too easy to lose one's head in battle. She needed to think and strategize in this battle, something she was still learning. In Freljord there were less fights against tangible enemies, so there wasn't much to get angry at. In the outside world there were plenty of things to get angry at. Sholani literally couldn't afford to lose her cool.
The setting changes from The Proving Grounds to Runeterra
And through it all, she waited, knowing that a single mistime of either puppeteer or spider's web would prove deadly to her.
Now... what will you do, dragon? She wondered with the smile of a chess player waiting for her opponent's next move.
Aleph Crownguard had claimed victory in the first of his battles, and did so against an inhuman β but smart β opponent. It was some creature, some beast that had spawned (presumably) from the void. If anyone was experienced with terrors of the void, it was none other than himself and he sighed as he stood up from his knees, glad that he had been the victor of this spectacular battle.
This was not simply a one-on-one battle, but more of a game of cat-and-mouse. Asteridax approached from behind most of the time, slipping in and out of the shadows as if it were part of them. This proved difficult, but not too much, and this tactic was soon overcome by Alephβs determination, resilience and strength, which never faultered nor fleeted. It never did though. As a son of Garen, the Might of Demacia, he could not ever quit nor let someone else win without giving it every ounce of strength and energy he had with him.
A brief recollection of the end of the fight flashed through his mind, as if a vision.
The beast, armed with a scythe to slay, slammed his weapon on the ground. The sheer force of gravity pulled at Aleph as if to grip him, stop him from doing anything β and it did. Yet, that was it. This beast, this monsterβ¦. It did not hit him hard enough to stop him. It was essentially a rat attacking a ballista, and when Aleph struck back, it was without hesitation. A blinding movement β much too quick for anyone in armor such as his to normally move had caught Asteridax from his guard. His blade began swirling in a fantastically deadly display of control and strength, cutting through whatever you would call the substance that bound the void creature together. Not losing his momentum, he dashed back---and summoned the most powerful of blades β The Might of Demacia itself into his hands. Heavy it would be, but the young Crownguard did not make it appear so, as he then lunged forward with more force than he had ever shown β all within a secondβs time.
The creature had not time.
The creature made no sound.
The creature had no chance.
βVictoryβ he heard from an onlookerβs voice. It was the announcer β a new voice. It was one he would hopefully come to hear quite often, that line in specific. Aleph took a calm, yet deep breath in and looked up. There wasnβt much light, and he couldnβt see the sky. He saw a ceiling, nothing else. But, he smiled and exhaled. It was truly over and he was the victor. He knew father would be proud, and mother too, where she was. He didnβt know, but he knew she would definitely watch.
Once more, he sighed in happiness and victory. Today was his and his alone. Today was the day that Aleph Crownguard had defeated his first of many opponents. Today, he proved a bit of his worth. He would make sure that the next fight would result no differently. βI am victoriousβ¦.β Were the last words he mumbled to himself before he had left the Proving Grounds.
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Once the stun was over Sholani looked about for Maria. The human hade retreated a considerable distance. With her ranged advantage Maria could manipulate the battlefield from afar. Sholani only needed one misstep on the human's part, though, for her to be able to tear Maria up. The question was if the human would be careless enough to let the opportunity come.
Sholani thought for a moment, giving time to let her stacks of Ice build up. Yes, maybe that stategy would work. On the Freljordian tundra prey didn't always run away. Sometimes they fought back instead, acting as if they were stronger than they were to try to scare the hunters off. They bluffed. Sholani planned to try a similar tactic. She would act stupider and more reckless than she really was in hopes of the human letting down her guard. It was a risky tactic, but there wasn't much Sholani could do otherwise in this matchup.
With that in mind, Sholani activated winter winds and advanced on the human, clawing at her in a somewhat haphazard attack.
Looking back, she checked over how much magical energy she still had. Judging that she had about just over half of her remaining magical energy, she judged that, if she managed to bring down Latrodectus on Sholani, she could win. It was just a matter of how much more health that dragon had, but she had a good feeling after all the hits the dragon had taken with piercing veil on. Deciding to end it, she waited for the moment the dragon was back in puppeteer's range, except this time it won't be just a few strings coming down.
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Andlath
"Embrace the Darkness...that awaits you"
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"Nothing is out of reach for those who believe."
Sholani
"There is more than one way to go about solving a problem. I will solve it the way that works best for my people."
Joeseph Hennigan
"I really hope this works"
Epheia, Captain of the Guard
"Come! Find honor at the end of my spear!"
Aleph, The Lost
"A kid? If that's how you think of me, then I think you'll blush pretty-pink when I kick your ass."
Maria
The Silent Maestra
Skeith
"Deaths comes for you all, and I am its bearer"
Pestilence: The Vermin Caller
"Your flesh will feed my children"
Ferris, The Sand Walker
"This place will become your tomb..."
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"I really hope this works"
Andlath
"Embrace the Darkness...that awaits you"
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Maria
The Silent Maestra
Skeith
"Deaths comes for you all, and I am its bearer"
Ferris, The Sand Walker
"This place will become your tomb..."
Aleph, The Lost
"A kid? If that's how you think of me, then I think you'll blush pretty-pink when I kick your ass."
Sholani
"There is more than one way to go about solving a problem. I will solve it the way that works best for my people."
Epheia, Captain of the Guard
"Come! Find honor at the end of my spear!"
Pestilence: The Vermin Caller
"Your flesh will feed my children"
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"I really hope this works"
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"A kid? If that's how you think of me, then I think you'll blush pretty-pink when I kick your ass."
Epheia, Captain of the Guard
"Come! Find honor at the end of my spear!"
Sholani
"There is more than one way to go about solving a problem. I will solve it the way that works best for my people."
Skeith
"Deaths comes for you all, and I am its bearer"
Pestilence: The Vermin Caller
"Your flesh will feed my children"
Andlath
"Embrace the Darkness...that awaits you"
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