#sedit-ignis-saltator

[bladesrge]

@sedit-ignis-saltator ❤’d for a starter.

                   ❛ Careful with your flames, these land’s don’t need more damage done than they’ve already taken, ❜

[steel-and-fire]

@sedit-ignis-saltator Rumors did not come often in the mountains, and especially not as high as Lee Sin resided. And even when they did, he ignored them all, for he had no use for them. This one though...this one in particular.....he did not sleep that night, and his mediation was filled with thoughts that ruined his concentration. In the lands of Demacia, mortal dragons of flesh and blood lived, beasts strong and fierce that rules over the others, kept at bay only by the famous anti-magic materials the Demacians used. In those lands, rumors told of a human, a woman, who breathed fire and had the strength of one of those beasts, a dragon in human form. This was but words, passed from person to person. Calling them unreliable would be an understatement. But this was Ionia. He himself was an avatar of the dragon spirit. He knew well that this was far from preposterous. And he had to know, for if it was true, if someone had fused a human and a dragon soul, he had to meet them! He had to learn from them. Thus, the monk begun his biggest journey in seven years, and the only one outside of Ionia since then. The trip was not short, and traveling by ship was not the man's favorite way of transportation. He prefered walking, and was delighted when he finally reached solid ground, and he could continue his trip as he desired. With a long red cloak and a hood, and a bag on his back, he walked the forests and the hills. It was his first time in this country, and his feelings were mixed. There was magic everywhere, yet not nearly as much as in Ionia, and it.....felt different. Twisted. He had read of the rune wars. The destruction they had caused. The pain. It was possible the magic that remained got altered by the suffering of those times. He, himself, put down quite a few beastly creatures, demons not of the spirit world. And without their knowledge either, as they were quick to attack a lone man in the thick forest, obviously unable to read his spirit. Yet he was most surprised when he reached the human cities. He felt uncomfortable, almost unbearably so. He felt his spirit numb and locked, even his power was fading. What terrifying power indead...he made questions on every village he passed through, about this dragon girl. The rumors existed, yet no one could pinpoint a location, even vaguely. At least there was a general consensus by most that it was real. This gave him hope, that his journey was bot for naught. He eventually reached the capital, entering it with his name. Monks do not lie. As for his business, it would be selling anti-magic necklaces and talismans. Very real ones, what kind of monk was he after all? Seems this was more than satisfying, and he gained entry for a few days. Was all he needed, for he could already feel it inside him. The spirit-sister was in this city! This.....grand.......huge......uncomfortable city......his powers were damped so much he could only get a general feeling, this could take weeks...after he had something to eat, he took a stroll down the active markets, watching the people and their habits with great interest. They were certainly way more loud than the Ionians. Less than the Freljordans, but they outnumbered those regardless....he hated commotions...that's when he felt his heart skip a beat. He sensed her, so very close, like the world was engulfed in flames and matched the way he perceived it. Turning his head around, he saw her. There was no mistaking it. Even without being able to tell one's aura, she stood out. For him that could, it could not be clearer. How come she was just walking among the people? Didn't they...hate anything magic? What was going? He had no time to answers those questions to himself. He sped up his step as he walked next to her, clearing his throat. "Hallo there, excuse me, but....i would really like to ask you a question.", he said abs then immediately lowered his voice, enough so only she could hear his next words, and no one else. "...My Lady.. Would you happen to be a dragon?"