#infinitexerath

[demacianhcart]

@infinite-xerath

Flying, she needed to keep flying. How long since she had left Demacia? No idea. She needed to keep going. Shyvana could still feel the burnng sensation of petricite against her skin, and did not blame anyone but herself for them. The Black Mist... it had been so tempting, had clouded her mind with rage with so much hatred for everything and everyone in Demacia.

Honestly, she wasn´t expecting to be free again, not after betraying Jarvan´s trust like that. The eyes had been too much, the judgment of everyone that had been proven right about her true nature... so she fled. All that was left was a letter for the King saying that she was sorry and gone.

Her wings were getting tired along with her own mind as she started to succumb to exaustion, going down towards land..... And crashing in a sea of sand.

[astrumborn]

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They were quiet, unsure on how to answer that. They knew that he was right and yet...they couldn't just give in. It just didn't feel right. They would never give up! For now.

"..I suppose so. But...then again I believe that it's the right path to take. I really don't wish to fight anyone. "

They were afraid to. Because if they would...who knows what would happen.

[curiosityspcrkedd]

“Gaaah, can we stop for a second?” Ezreal says. Finally having the courage to muster up a complaint, “It’s not like the gauntlet is going anywhere by this point.” He says, reaching for a bottle of water.

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[galekeeper]

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Janna personally knew many of Shurima’s spirit-gods before they were felled by the Ascended. Its part of why she has such a grudge against the Ascended as well as the Darkin. 

[dancingashes]

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She didn’t like the smell that came from the other entity. It had that feeling of magic gone wrong while also having that extraordinary power to it. Oh how she hated it. Still, the woman remained where she was.

“So we meet again.”

[herpotions]

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“I... respect the Emperor. He has helped me much on my quest for knowledge. He can be a little prickly and not the friendliest nor the easiest to hold a conversation with, but... I don’t dislike him. I wish he would loosen up a little though. It can’t hurt to relax and have a little fun once in a while - I hope he knows that.”

[alegriisimc]

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Nerimazeth. One of the few cities in Shurima that was proper for a concert and where Sona was staying for the moment. She had to admit, it was a strange place to be, considering how used she was to the buildings in Demacia. But she liked to travel and perfoming in other places gave her the oppotunity to really place and allow her magic to flow and properly go, transmiting her feeling through her music with much more impact.

She had been standing on the stage, staring at the crowd when one figure in particular caught her attention, an odd figure that didn't match the ones that were there to listen to her. Sona couldn't keep staring tho, the show needed to go own.

Her fingers went to the strings and started to play, allowing the music and the magic to flow through the crowd before her, a concert worth of the people of Shurima.

[twinxmasters-archived]

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continued from here.

Shutting the book with one hand, Illya tucked it under her arm as she turned her attention towards the right. What soon emerged was some sort of... disembodied well of magic in a vaguely humanoid form. Yes, this was the source of the energy she was detecting.

“You there. You’re clearly not human, but I can detect mana from a mile away. Are you some sort of Servant?”