Stories of Runeterra

"Remember what we learned," Zilean said, his voice unusually soft - grave, even. "Are you certain you're ready?" Khahiri gave his mentor a reassuring smile. "I'll be back soon. And besides, I've spent every day for years preparing for this moment. If not now, when?" As Khahiri started to ascend the steps toward the glowing gate that the people call the Time Gate, he looks back. He looked at each and every one of his people: His parents, teachers, friends, and lastly, Grandmaster Zilean. He took a deep breath and put a palm against the shimmering wall of ever-changing sceneries. It is cold, yet warm at the same time. It feels like ants crawling against his palm. He looked straight at the Time Gate, then slowly closed his eyes to envision when will he appear beyond it.  The ever-changing sceneries slowly condensed into a scene of a town full of people. Many people grasp behind Khahiri. It may have been far too long since the people saw th

Chapter 13 : Heimerdinger and Clan Giopara Their morning started the next day, with Graves throwing a man on the floor. Apparently, this was the same man that they are watching the day before. Sera was shocked, Jinx is... not affected, Celestine is looking interested as to who the man is, Jae is looking with one of his eyebrows raised while Jayce is looking at Twisted Fate. "Say hello to Putluck, our guide to Urzeris. Putluck, greet everyone." Twisted Fate said. He is referring to the thin and small man that Graves just threw in front of everyone. "SVAAG! May you both rot in the Void!" cursed Putluck. He looked at both Twisted Fate and Graves with hate and fury. Twisted Fate just replied with a grin while Graves hoisted his gun over his shoulder. "Is he someone we can trust?" asked Jae. As both Graves and Twisted Fate nodded, Sera approached Putluck. "Can you tell me more about Alaesh? Your daughter?" she asked. Putluck was visibl

 Chapter 12 : SERAPHINE, LIVE AT NASHRAMAE The next morning, as the sun rose along through straw windows in an inn at Nashramae, Sera woke up with her eyes hurting from the sun rays directly shining on her. It was very different from her mornings in the Erestol where she wakes up to the sound of the Hexdraulic Conveyors near their store. She misses her parents. She climbs out of her bed and walked near the window. What she saw was a street full of different types of people, huge muscular men lifting barrels or pulling carts, different looking children joyfully playing a kite that is shaped like a lion with a head of an eagle, ladies, and women that are either selling different goods or buying them, rich fat men being surrounded by sexy women dressed in thin clothes and a whole lot more. She looks at everyone and feels overwhelmed by how a place with so much diversity has so much harmony. She closes her eyes and hears the voice of each and every one. They whisper many different things b