Meet the Team
Lyralei: You listenin'? Kay. ...trees grow, Batrider flies, KotL shines, and scrublet, I shoot people! I'm a force-a-nature! If you were from where I was from, you'd be f***ing ganked!!
Tresdin: And from that day forward, anytime a bunch of creeps are together in one place, it's called a LANE. UNLESS IT'S A JUNGLE.
Luna: I fear no spirit, but that thing... it scares me.
Lyralei: I-I, I ain't talking about that freak, alright?? ...she's not here, is she?? I wanna get this darn thing off!
Krobelus: One shudders to imagine what vengeful thoughts lie behind that mask...
Mortred: Come and get me, I say. I'll be waiting on you, and with a swing of the 'ol Battle Fury, I'm a grim bloody fable, with an unhappy bloody end!!
Luna: Some people think they can outrun me. ...maybe... *sniff* Maybe. ...I've yet to meet one who can outrun moonbeams.
Lanaya: Hey look, kid. I'm an assassin, that means I kill people. Not people like Justin Bieber, because that would fall within the purview of your conundrums of biased fantasies.
Rylai: When the carry woke up, the creeps were missing, and the support was never seen again! Ahahahaha! Ahh... anyway... that's how I got into low priority.
Mirana: ...feelings? Look, curr. You know who has a lot of feelings? Scrubs who bludgeon their keyboards to death against their desktop.
Krobelus: This ganker has already pushed all our towers. You had seen what he has done to our supports! And worst of all... he could ward any of our jungles! He could be in this very lane!