Nov 9, 2017
A New Muse
Aatrox stood in the midst of a ruined town. This place, just three day ago, had been the sight of a battle between Noxian soldiers and a small group of rebels. The Darkin Blade had aided the latter, spurring them on with hate and bloodlust, and overturning what seemed to be a decisive victory for the Noxians. Now, the rebels had cleared out, and the remnants of the town had been abandoned.
Aatrox was observing the after match of his latest work when he saw something: what looked to be a young boy walking through the town gate. Curious, Aatrox chose to watch from the shadows for now...
@noxianoutcast
