A Sunny Medical Paradox. (Closed/Invite Only)

To say that the two men and a yordle stood out on the mountain would be an immense understatement. Their clothing, their behavior, and in the case of the yordle, stature, were nothing like most inhabitants of the mountain had ever seen. Needless to say, it would come as a surprise to see two strangely clad men accompanied by a similarly dressed short creature before the temple of the Solari on the peak of Mount Targon. However, it would be impossible to tell that the armored and cloaked figures by the entrance of the temple were even so much as capable of emotion to any observer. The arrivals were briefly regarded with cold stares delivered from the depths of a helmet before one of the figures spoke.
"State your business, travelers."

The figure nodded, a simple, emotionless gesture of having acknowledged what the man had conveyed to him, nothing more, nothing less. He shifted the spear he carried on his right to his left, holding it and his shield at the same time. An armored gauntlet emerged from underneath the cape enveloping his figure by the side on which his spear used to be, it struck the large, bronze door behind him three times, the echoing sound of metal clashing against metal fading away after a few seconds to near total silence. It was but a moment later that the door slid slightly open by the actions of someone on the inside. The man rotated his head toward the gap in the door, speaking a few words in a language incomprehensible to the visitors before the door slid shut once more. The spear he held resumed its position on his right, and the man resumed his previous stance, motionless but for the movement of his cape in the wind.

The door slid from the inside once more, and a quick burst of the same language the man on the outside had spoken came from within. The man looked at the two strangely dressed men and a yordle that stood before the temple steps. An oddity on the mountain indeed.
"The Avatar of the Sun will see you.". As if practiced thousands of times before, the man and the figure that stood on the opposite him by the double doors leading to the interior of the temple walked in unison toward each other, stopping but a few steps apart, then simultaneously pulled the doors outward to admit the three visitors entry into the temple.

On the interior, there would be a single figure clad similarly to the ones on the outside, carrying a spear alone instead of the spear and shield of the figures outside, waiting for the visitors to approach. Upon traversing the barrier between the cold, harsh environment of Mount Targon and the temple interior the visitors would notice a significant change in temperature, instead of the biting cold of the outside, the temple was comfortably warm. The figure on the inside would then gesture for the three to follow, adding but a few words to the gesture.
"Come, I will lead you to her."

The sound of metal boots impacting the marble underfoot echoed throughout the expanse of the Solari temple, followed by the clattering of the metal plate armor underneath the man's enveloping cape came with each step he took. It was not long before he would guide them to a room, rather expansive in comparison to the hallways which they had just been travelling through. The walls of the room were lined with statues, although they could have easily been mistaken for actual people, their marble countenances so lifelike. The pedestals they stood on bore a script which would appear alien, perhaps detailing the names and deeds of the individual framed in marble above. Behind the statues, on the walls, were carved scenes, adorned with occasional script, but it was largely the image itself that told the story.

On the far side of the room, looking upon the carvings in the wall, was another figure, not armored, like all the ones the visitors had encountered up until now, but instead wearing a simple cloth dress, sleeveless, stretching down to just above the shins, and fastened by a belt about the waist. The red hair streaming down past her shoulders would be the clearest identifier for the visitors that it was she who they were looking for.

The man who the three had followed through the temple up until this point stepped forward, Leona turning to face him as he did. The two briefly held discourse in the same foreign language which had been spoken by the guards at the entrance, and when it was finished, the man stepped back, pressing his right fist to his chest in a salute, one which Leona returned. The man turned on his heel and left the room after this interaction had finished. Leona then set her gaze upon the three visitors. She had never seen attire like the kind they wore before, nor were the odd metal weapons sticking out from the holsters on their belts familiar. Her golden eyes rested on the yordle a moment longer than the other two. Despite her time as a League champion, she had never gotten fully used to them, and the fact that she had not seen one in a while added to her feeling of curiosity. She made certain not to stare, however, breaking the silence with a greeting.
"Welcome to the peak of Mount Targon, Piltoverians. I hope your trek up the mountain did not prove too difficult?"

Leona gave a slow nod in reply to Hyeon-Joong's sentence involving the trek up the mountain. The cold was always an issue for those who were not native to the mountain or from other similarly bitterly cold regions. Their statement of purpose which followed matched what had been conveyed to her from the entrance, and their quest seemed noble. Leona had no reason to believe they might be there on false pretenses. She was doubtful that she could be of much assistance to them, as her knowledge on diseases was limited, at best. However, if there was even so much as a chance that she could help those who were suffering from this strange ailment, she would try to precisely that.
"I am afraid I know little in the way of medicine, but I am willing to help. What would you have me do?"

A solar flare? Casting one would hardly be an issue, but Leona could not see how one could be of any help when it came to helping cure a disease. Nevertheless, she had committed herself to helping them, and would do as they asked.
"Yes, of course." she replied, pausing for a moment.
"But not here. Come." she then said, gesturing for the group to follow. She started off down one of the corridors of the temple, the sound of the sandals on her feet against the marble were noticeably quieter than the loud echoing footsteps of the man that had led the three to her. The hallways they followed lead to a pair of bronze doors, like the ones at the entrance to the temple, but smaller. Leona pressed both her hands to the doors and pushed them outward, opening the way into a courtyard. On the first step through the door the biting cold of Mount Targon could be felt again, but Leona did not seem to be bothered by it. She checked briefly to make sure that there was nothing that would be damaged by a solar flare. The courtyard they exited to was entirely empty, save for an elevated firepit in each corner.
"Before I cast a solar flare, are there any particular instructions you would wish me to follow? Cast on a certain piece of equipment, or with a certain intensity? she asked.

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"Very well." came Leona's reply, as she stood back and watched the man and the yordle set to work putting up their odd piece of equipment. It was foreign to her, this piece of technology, and she watched with curiosity as they unpackaged and build the strange device before her. Her curiosity engrossed her so that she almost missed the question that the sergeant presented to her. Questions on the experiment? A few came to mind.
"I fail to understand how a solar flare cast on this device might be of any use in finding a cure to a disease."

Sunlight causing disease. Leona had witnessed firsthand, and many times wielded, the destructive power of the sun, but yet had always thought of sunlight as that which gives life to all things. The fact that it could cause disease was a troubling piece of information, and that sunlight alone was to blame made it only more so. Before she could travel too far down this particular trail of thought, she was brought back to the world at hand by the sounds of the man and yordle attempting to set up their piece of equipment. It was rather amusing to her, seeing the two go about their work in such a comical manner, although she made sure not to make that emotion visible. She considered offering her assistance for a moment, although she quickly decided against such an action, she was entirely unfamiliar with how the device worked and would only be a hindrance to the two.