Post by The Winter's Wrath on Apr 13, 2014 0:53:56 GMT -5
Date: TBD Sometime in the past
"Minions have spawned!"
The familiar voice rang out across Summoner's Rift but the Winter's Claw found herself with another unfamiliar summoner. No doubt someone who was curious about how well she performed upon the fields. She despised the invasiveness and the fact she felt more like a plaything at times than a warrior. Sejuani found herself once again on the fields. Jungle was becoming a routine thing. Almost boring. Patiently she waited. Soon enough "camps" would spawn. Even if she wasn't fully in control of her actions she would at the very least benefit from the exercise, assuming she wasn't needlessly killed.
She supposed there stood the chance of ambush. She could never predict what the enemy would do, summoners tended to be sporadic in their decision making. Some skilled and precise and others she wouldn't have even left in charge with fetching water. The former would never last in the northern lands.
Post by Exemplar of Demacia on Apr 14, 2014 23:52:56 GMT -5
The reeds were quiet, but for the faint sound of insects and trickling water. He moved with the silence, so familiar with these surroundings he could have traveled them in his sleep and never once tripped. With surety, he left the safety of the riverbed and slipped into the enemy jungle.
The bushes parted, empty and dim under the dense canopy. The Prince of Demacia stilled his breath, and waited. Relgelid spoke softly through the link, his words as thick with malevolence as his accent. I know this one. Their centerpiece is a show-off, another one trick pony who cant see anything but straight ahead. Kind of like your Senechal. Jarvan IV ignored the prod as he always did. Besides inaccurate it was meaningless to clash now. That was Regelid's weakness, and so The Prince made it his strength.Some would consider this reckless. And even fewer would consider it at all. You chose me for a reason. No one has my instinct No one knows these paths like I do. By the time the others realize they will be far too late. And what of Sejuani's summoner? Leave that to me. Jarvan steeled himself against the sickly arrogance of Regelid's voice. Smite... is my calling. Are you saying you can't skewer a fat hog and send that frosty bitch walking back to the fountains? Some lancer you are. There was no use discussing further. Regelid's schemes had proven his cunning time and time again. When he had been highly recommended, there seemed no better choice. Fiora had been right back then, but though never once had he regretted the choice, the sarcasm was tiring.
The Exemplar leveled his weapon and approached the jungle camp.
Post by The Hand of Noxus on Apr 16, 2014 17:35:03 GMT -5
Top lane. The Hand of Noxus marched to his appropriate position while doing his best to drown out the voice in his head. He remembered to not resist but everything else that came with communication could be grating. This was especially so when the summoner seemed like fresh blood. He could only hope that those on the opposing team were as troublesome as the one he was currently working with.
Ordered to stand under tower, he waited with axe in hand. He was counting down the moments, unsure of who he’d be facing. To his disappointment it wouldn’t be Jarvan. Every part of him wanted to hack into the neck of the prince. While it was only temporary and meant nothing feeling his life blood splash upon the rift and his person brought a rush to him. At the very least some of those on his team seemed promising.
Post by The Half-Dragon on Apr 24, 2014 9:19:31 GMT -5
The Half-Dragon looked up into the empty sky then down at her lane. This was not something she was too familiar with, several times had she been ordered to go to the west lane or the jungle. But the central lane was something she never had started at before.
"Trust me, Shyvana, I know what I'm doing." her summoner's voice rang in Shyvana's head. She sighed. "You better." the Half-Dragon replied and looked towards Sejuani. Shyvana had worked with her before so this wouldn't be any different.
"Move to Sejuani and help her a little, she'll appreciate the support." Shyvana doubted the summoner's order, but followed regardless. Shyvana knew that Sejuani was a great warrior and doubted she actually needed the help. Raising her gauntlets slightly she moved towards the jungle camp.
"I took Flame Breath as first spell so you don't have to walk around entirely to help." His voice echoed through her head again.
Post by The Judicator on Apr 25, 2014 20:26:39 GMT -5
Minions have spawned!
The voice rang out across the fields, Kayle hovered at the fountain as her summoner began to buy their starting items.
"Are you ready?" Valeria's voice spoke into her mind, clear as day.
Kayle shifted in her Battleborn armor, the "skin" she was chosen in. She looked down at her blade, gripping it tightly. "I am." Came her simple response.
As the summoner finished, Kayle watched her ally, Jarvan, run off. "Should we go help him?" Valeria's voice asked. "No." Came Kayle's reply "The prince can handle himself, it is much better for us to go to the top lane, so as to not fall behind our opponent."
Kayle was soon ordered to head to the top, and so she did, coming to rest under her tower as she waited for the enemy minions to enter the lane, as well as her lane opponent.
Post by The Winter's Wrath on Apr 27, 2014 1:10:32 GMT -5
In a whirl of magic, there was a distortion and then a towering golem spawned complete with its signature whirling blue runes around it. Sejuani wasted no time striking hard against the beast with her flail. The impact was solid but did little to chip the beast away. Frost collected over the creatures surface. “I’ve got smite ready. I’ll time it right.” Sejuani was aggravated about the need of any help but it was insisted it was needed.
"You had best do it right, if you intend on doing it Summoner." She made no effort to hide her lack of enthusiasm. As expected the leash occurred in a timely manner and the beast was immolated, burned as the wave of fire washed over it. Another strike chipped more away from the beast.
"Somethings wrong. I think someone's coming."
"Think or know Summoner."
There was a uncomfortable pause. "Know. Get ready to move. I don't know if I can get the buff."
Post by The Hand of Noxus on Apr 27, 2014 1:57:22 GMT -5
"The minions are here. Expect Kayle top lane. We'll move aggressively against her early. Today we clip her wings Darius."
He could see her as they approached with the wave. Already he was itching to move. He knew the Judicator's capabilities and wondered which the summoner allowed her to use. For now they were limited in just what they could do. Even so, he could cut through her armor and spill her blood. He moved with the wave and patiently waited for each minion to fall to enough of a state to finish it off. He hated the petty game but it was one he was required to play in order to progress.
"Wait for her to approach. If she strikes we move."
A hardened gaze met her face.
"I see your Summoner choose to remove your helmet for this match. A pity." An arrogant smirk traced his features. It would be easier to crack her head open when the time came.
Post by The Judicator on Apr 27, 2014 8:07:45 GMT -5
Kayle advanced in the lane and her eyes narrowed when they met the Hand of Noxus.
"I chose Righteous Fury first." Valeria's voice echoed in her mind. "Good" Came Kayle's reply "Make sure to drive him away from the minions."
Kayle glared at Darius when the man commented on her lack of helmet. "I doubt I will need a helmet." Kayle replied as her blade ignited with holy fire. "If I were you, I would worry about myself" She then added, grabbing her sword in two hands and striking at Darius with her new range.
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