LoL: Valoran [IC]
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				Title: <strong>LoL: Valoran [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>04-03-2016, 22:07:26</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 72pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Valoran</em></span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://img.wikia.nocookie.net/intmap_tile_set_738/thumb/20140728092924!phpwBA8KT.jpg/680x382x5-20140728092924!phpwBA8KT.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Valoran</strong> is the name of the supercontinent in which the League of Legends takes place. It is a high-fantasy world with city-states supervised by <strong>The High Council of Equity</strong>. The recognized countries and city states are:<br><br><strong>The Countries of Valoran</strong></span><br><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Bilgewater Union</li><li>Empire of Noxus</li><li>Empire of Shurima</li><li>Ionia</li><li>Kingdom of Demacia</li><li>Kingdom of Freljord</li></ul><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>The City-States</strong></span><br><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Bandle City</li><li>Piltover</li><li>Zaun</li></ul><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Unknown/Non-Governed Territories</strong></span><br><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Mount Targon</li><li>Shadow Isles</li><li>The Ten Unexplored Seas</li></ul><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Each country, city-state, and tribe have a diplomat known as the <strong>Emissary of the League.</strong> The emissary is the one who submits the names of randomly selected champions to be summoned to<strong> The Fields of Justice</strong>. Characters who are summoned will see their name listed in a GM message. In-game, characters will see a portal open before them. That portal will be the door to transport them to a match. Characters won’t know who will be on their team. It may be a friend, it may be a rival, or it may be a complete stranger whom they have never served with.</span><br><br><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Role Play</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">When a player is writing in a certain city, then he or she will utilize the tagging system to state their location so that others will know. The tagging system will also be used to let readers know which champions were either directly spoken to/interacted with or mentioned in their post. The tag can be found below:</span><br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=150 padding=2]Champion Image Here[/img][/floatleft] (You can float it however you want)<br>[b]Champion:[/b] His or her name.<br>[b]Affiliation:[/b] City-state.<br>[b]Role:[/b] If you filled out a CS, then you know what this means.<br>[b]Attributes:[/b] If you filled out a CS, then you know what this means.<br>[b]Time/Date:[/b] Mars (March) 4-31 (you can role play any scenes between those dates) 7116 (the year) A.R.W. (After the Rune War)<br>[b]Location:[/b] Where are you in the world. Be as specific as possible.<br>[b]Tagging:[/b] Who are you talking immediately to. [b]Mentioned:[/b] What character was mentioned in the post but not directly spoken to?</code></pre><div class="floatright">(http://40.media.tumblr.com/c9115d750200a3d2318e1142554f5360/tumblr_n4xrfc1clY1rp2qw7o1_400.png)</div><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">NPCs &amp; Establishments</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Players can create common NPCs or establishments that characters can use, or they may be people who they will see all the time. The player who created the NPC can opt to control that NPC for all characters who visit the establishment or leave them as an open role to be played whenever necessary. There will be a list of NPCs and establishments for each city in a spoiler. If a named NPC or establishment is created, I ask that the player(s) who created them send me a PM so that I can keep track and add it to the list.<br><br>You will find the NPC list in a spoiler beneath the list of countries, city-states, and unknown areas above.</span><br><br><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">More Threads</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">In the future if this game ever reaches big game status, I will be able to give each country and city-state their own thread to help organize all the posts. For now, this will be the main thread until we reach that fateful day.</span><br><br><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Rules</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">1. <strong>Sandbox.</strong> This is a sandbox area. Storylines will be either guided by those individual players running them or by the GM.<br>2. <strong>Summoning.</strong> If your champion is summoned to the Fields of Justice, you can still resume play as though they had been summoned on another date. However, you must answer the call.<br>3. <strong>Duels.</strong> Players may get into duels due to champion rivalry. Champions can choose to duel within the Fields of Justice in a 1 v 1 match or they can choose to duel in their current dimension. <strong><span class="bbc_u">Warning:</span></strong> If champions duel and one of them dies in Valoran, then they will die for real. Thus is why the Fields of Justice exist. They are to help keep the peace and they are an alternate form of warfare between nations.<br>4. <strong>Sex.</strong> All sexual play will be taken to a private thread. Links to the private thread can be dropped in the IC for those who wish to read such play.<br>5. <strong>Tagging.</strong> Use the tag please.<br>6. <strong>No OOC.</strong> Keep all OOC comments in the OOC thread.</span><br><br><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Links</span></span><br><br>OOC (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245441.0)<br><br>Approved Champion Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245477.0)<br><br>Recruitment Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245361.0)<br><br>The Fields of Justice (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245430.0)
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				Title: <strong>Re: LoL: Valoran [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>13-03-2016, 20:01:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/leagueoflegends/images/e/e3/Demacia_Crest_icon.png/revision/latest?cb=20150602172037)</div><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 48pt;" class="bbc_size">Demacia</span></span><br><br><hr><br><div align="center">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/BtQL-HMhMUE/maxresdefault.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Kingdom of Demacia is located in the western part of Valoran and shares its borders with Shurima. It is known as the human nation standing for virtue among all other human settlements. The residents are always striving to sharpen their bodies and minds in the pursuit of absolute justice.<br><br>Demacia is the largest city in the kingdom and is the capital. It is the main center for: politics, culture, religion, the military, economy, and education. The capital shoulders an immense reputation as being the shining beacon of hope for humanity, and as such the nation strives to live up to these expectations through its architecture and clean streets. Towering spires litter the skyline and white stone and marble form its immoderate walls. Flags with the kingdom’s emblem fly high along every parapet of the city. The whole infrastructure gleams with power and nobility.</span><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Government</strong></span></span><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>“Scarlet vow one pledge to king and realm,<br>When shadows are found,<br>Arise gilded crown,<br>True Justice abound”</em><br>--“Demacia Rising” Slogan</span></span></div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Demacia is a constitutional monarchy where the king serves as the head of state and an elected council serves as the legislative body. While the king is a strong ruler, he is kept in check, at least partially, by the Demacian Council. The current king, Jarvan Lightshield the Third, works earnestly with the council to ensure that the sanctity of the kingdom remains true. Since the rule of Jarvan I, there has never been an attempted coup or rebellion of any kind in Demacia. The king serves not only as the political leader of the country, but also as the commander-in-chief of its military. The numerous territories controlled by the kingdom are known as protectorates.</span><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Noble Houses</strong></span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">As a monarchy, Demacia is governed by various royal families regulating the nation primarily as members of the Demacian Council. While many of the noble houses have ruled for generations, they are treated as any other citizen under the nation’s strict laws and are not exempt from them. They may even be treated more harshly under the law as they are meant to serve as shining examples of how Demacian citizens should conduct themselves, publicly and privately.<br><br>The noble houses that reside within Demacia are:</span><br><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>House Buvelle</strong> Lestara Buvelle notably adopted famed musician Sona Buvelle into the family.</li><li><strong>House Crownguard</strong> A paragon family of Demacian service. Garen and Lux Crownguard hail from there.</li><li><strong>House Laurent</strong>A family known for its long line of elite duelists. It is currently headed by Fiora Laurent after she caught her father cheating for a duel and fought him for control over the house.</li><li><strong>House Lightshield</strong> The house of King Jarven III and his son Prince Jarvan Lightshield IV. They have been the royal family of Demacia for centuries.</li><li><strong>House Spiritmight</strong> One of the most influential political forces in Demacia. Notably the prince’s mother Lady Lightshield, formerly Lady Catherine Spiritmight, belongs to this family.</li><li><strong>House Vayne</strong> The famously tragic murder of her family left the controversial figure Shauna Vayne with the family fortune, which she invests in her vengeful crusade against evil creatures and dark magic.</li></ul></td><td>(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/leagueoflegends/images/f/f4/House_Laurent_Crest.png/revision/latest?cb=20150811001529)<br>(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/leagueoflegends/images/9/93/House_Lightshield_Crest_icon.png/revision/latest?cb=20150723185750)</td></tr></tbody></table><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Culture</strong></span></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://lol.esportspedia.com/w/images/thumb/6/69/JoJ_18.jpg/600px-JoJ_18.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The people of Demacia are driven by their common cause to disseminate benevolence and order for the betterment of all beings throughout Valoran. They view malice and selfishness as a disease which should be expunged from the psyche of humankind. Those who come to Demacia and choose to settle within its borders are expected to share the ideals and virtues of its citizenry. Those who seek personal gain at the expense of others quickly find themselves ostracized…or worse.<br><br>Life in Demacia is not one of placid utopian dreams. Since the Demacian people pride themselves as the moral vanguards of Valoran, they adopt a seemingly draconian measure to ensure that their moral code remains the only code by which one may live within the country. Crime in any form is harshly punished: there are no misdemeanors within Demacia. Some detractors of Demacia (who criticize far from the reaches of the nation) claim this as proof of its inherent hypocrisy. Demacians counter this argument by pointing out that their justice system incorporates benevolence and mitigation into its verdicts. No one is punished without fair and just consideration of the circumstances involved. While others may continue to criticize the harshness of Demacian law, the Demacians stand by their convictions.</span><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Other Elements of the City</strong></span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The city has a barracks and a penitentiary. The capital sits next to a natural port overlooking the Conqueror’s Sea with majority of the other towns resting on a plateau.<br><br>The <strong>College of Magic</strong> is the main center for magical learning within the kingdom and has produced many a skilled mage such as Luxanna Crownguard, The Lady of Luminosity. <strong>The Golden Round</strong> is a large and lavish theater where royalty goes to watch numerous plays. <em>Magga</em>, a famous actress, once played on its stages.</span><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Demacia Rural Region</strong></span></span><br><br>The rural towns of Demacia specialize in agriculture and feeding the country. The people live much simpler lives there rather than in the capital and are generally in the lower standings. Quinn is the only known <em>non-city-born</em> to get a high position within the Demacian military.<br><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Golden Crossing</strong> is a small cross north from the Serpentine river’s confluences. Quinn and Valor used it once to track an escaped Demacian prisoner.</li><li><strong>Jandelle</strong> is one of Demacia’s numerous protectorates. This town is described as a perfect and peaceful settlement.</li><li><strong>Needlebrook</strong> is one of Demacia’s numerous protectorates. This town was the first refuge of the famous actress Magga after her previous companions were murdered.</li><li><strong>Uwendale</strong> is one of Demacia’s numerous protectorates. The village was the sight of numerous wyverns, rabid wolves, and bandit attacks, all stopped thanks to an unknown hero.</li></ul><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Wildlife</strong></span></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/leagueoflegends/images/5/59/Crag_Beast.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20151202141042)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The land and coastal areas are home to several astounding creatures such as the mountainous Crag Beast, dragons, and wyverns. There are also mundane creatures such as bats, ravens, seagulls, and wolves.<br><br><strong>Crag Beasts</strong> are colossal bore-like creatures that are often sighted in the country side where they frequently attack Demacian settlements. They adorn large tusks and sharp fangs. Their outer shell is protected by a thick layer of rock-like skin, which protects them from swords, spears, and other weapons. The only place where their skin isn’t thick is their belly region. Their soft skin, inner organs, and blood are blueish in color. Their size ranges from a house to a large tower. Poppy, Keeper of the Hammer of Orlon once saved an entire settlement from one of these beasts.<br><br><strong>Wyverns</strong> are reptilians creatures who are members of the dragon family. They are often mistaken for being dragons because of their similar appearance. The distinguishing features of a wyvern is that they only have one pair of limbs and one pair of wings as opposed to the two-paired-limbs of dragons. They are often spotted attacking the Demacian countryside and are a frequent threat to villagers.</span><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Demacia Political Relations</strong></span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Bandle City</strong> Demacia shares a relatively good relationship with Bandle City. Poppy, Keeper of the Hammer and the Hero of Demacia has protected its many citizens from harm and is ready to serve her new-found home.<br><br><strong>Noxus</strong> Noxian hostilities toward Demacia and vice-versa spans back into the nations’ histories. Having fought at least two wars with each other, the two nations are political, military and ideological rivals, and see each other as threats. The death of King Jarvan Lightshield I at the hands of Sion, A General of Noxus, is celebrated as a national event in the empire. Tensions between the two nations has not changed and will likely never change until one of the two factions surrender.<br><br><strong>Freljord</strong> Demacia and the people that now make up Freljord have had a history of conflict, albeit nowhere near as grievous as the conflict between Noxus and the northern barbarian tribes. Both Ashe and Tryndamere have been highly critical of Demacia’s neutrality during Noxus’s Barbarian Pacification Campaigns. In fact, Demacia had been quite protective of its territory, turning away refugees during the campaign’s more bloody episodes. Likewise, Demacia’s northern homesteads were often times targeted by barbarian raiding parties. Both governments have a great deal of diplomatic work ahead of them before they can bridge the gap that spans decades of distrust.<br><br><strong>Piltover</strong> Piltover and Demacia may have their differences, but the two nations are on relatively friendly terms. Scientist from the City of Progress are usually welcomed inside of Demacia. However, should the scientists wish to perform experiments there, they must first get clearance from the Demacian officials.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: LoL: Valoran [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>13-03-2016, 22:06:24</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatright">(http://pre14.deviantart.net/886c/th/pre/i/2013/222/c/b/the_might_of_demacia_by_juhaihai-d6hhzhu.png)</div><strong>Champion:</strong> Garen Crownguard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245477.msg12133012#msg12133012)<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Demacia<br><strong>Role:</strong> Fighter, Tank<br><strong>Attributes:</strong> Melee<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Mars 13, 7116 A.R.W. (After the Rune War) 10:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Capital - Library of the College of Magic<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open <strong>Mentioned:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The sun was shining, the weather was warm and much cooler in the shade. Seagulls squeaked overhead, swirling in the blue sky like feathers hundreds of feet above the blue dome roofs of the towering marble structures that made up the white shining city of light that was Demacia. The capital was bustling with citizens rushing to purchase the latest spring harvests from the merchants. The library of the College of Magic was undergoing construction to expand its walls, and several onlookers were mysteriously drawn to such a mundane sight.<br><br>There was something about the construction that had a gaggle of young women standing around whispering and giggling, while a few men stopped to marvel. Amidst the blocks of marble and concrete was a man that none would expect to reduce himself to the status of a mere artisan.<br><br>His hair was dark and feathered, and his brow was slick with sweat. He grasped the arms of a wooden cart that was stacked with blocks, and with a determined gleam in his blue eyes, he lurched forward baring his teeth as he lifted the cart on its two wheels and started tugging it up a wooden ramp where two astounded builders stood watching.<br><br>“He’s so strong!” a woman swooned.<br><br>“Is that Crownguard?” a man asked.<br><br>Garen Crownguard was The Might of Demacia, the Captain of the Dauntless Vanguard, and he was pulling a cart like a mule, wearing commoners’ clothes and not his blue, silver, and gold armor that he was most renowned for. He pulled the cart the rest of the way up the ramp and the two builders received it as he straightened with a relieved sigh, a hand stroking some sweat from his brow.<br><br>“Thank you, Sir Crownguard. We may finish this section before sunset at this pace,” said the builders.<br><br>The captain smiled, grasping the collar of his white tunic to fan some cool air beneath his shirt. “It pleases me to be able to lend a hand to this city every now and then.”<br><br>“You already do enough, Sir. Because of you, the banner still waves true.”<br><br>“You are kind, but I am but one man and it takes an army to defend this nation. It is because of our people and their belief in hope and this country that the banner still waves.”<br><br>“Aye, Sir.”<br><br><em>Sir Garen!</em><br><br>Garen glanced down from the platform at a young boy dotting a wooden sword. He was a little blonde-headed child with green eyes, a green tunic and brown trousers.<br><br>“Sir Garen, I think I’ve mastered your trick!” the boy said excitedly.<br><br>Garen grinned and slapping his hands upon the rail, he effortlessly vaulted over, swinging his legs over it to plunge down to the street. He landed in a crouch and strode over to the boy who was placing his wooden sword on the ground.<br><br>“Watch me!”<br><br>Resting his hands upon the stone street, he raised his hips and quickly kicked up into a handstand. His tunic tumbled down into his armpits as he stood there balancing on his hands and slowly started to raise one of them.<br><br>The bystanders cheered and applauded the boy, laughing and muttering how cute he was.<br><br>“See!”<br><br>“Not bad. Once your arms get a little stronger, then you’ll be able to do this!”<br><br>Garen bent over and rested his own hands on the ground and kicked up into a handstand. His cotton tunic tumbled down his stomach, giving the several women that started to quickly gather more than an eye-full of the muscles that lined his abdomen.<br><br>“Whose boy is that? I want to go bake her a pie,” said a woman giggling flirtatiously.<br><br>“Please don’t make him stop. Let him do it a little longer,” whispered another woman.<br><br>Extending his arm, Garen’s weight was balanced on his other one and his arm started to bend at the elbow lowering his head until it was inches from touching the street before it flexed back out in a single-handed push-up.<br><br>“Wow!” the boy exclaimed.<br><br>Garen grinned cheesily at the boy’s astonished reaction and performed a few more push-ups that got the crowd clapping in awe.</span><br><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://s.lolstatic.com/site/poppy-comic/48db8f2fc3e25e69183fe0cf86b71b54281a9312/issue/02/pages/en_US/8/8_1.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Meanwhile…At the borders of Jandelle, a sentry spots a Crag Beast!</strong><br><br>“Hey! Norman, wake up!”<br><br>The guard kicked his buddy as he slept on a pile of hay. The other guard stirred but didn’t budge from his curled up position.<br><br>“Whadd’ya want?” he grumbled.<br><br>Peering back through the binoculars, the guard spotted a large gray rock, or an elephant…did they even have elephants down here?<br><br>“I think…I think that’s a Crag Beast comin’ our way.”<br><br>Norman frowned. “There aren’t any Crag Beasts ‘round here. They stick to the woods.”<br><br>The guard continued to watch the beast through his binoculars. The beast seemed to have stopped and was standing in the bright yellow field flaring its nostrils as ropes of drool dripped from its teeth and tusks. Blue flames sparked from its eyes that gazed upon the settlement in the distance. It could smell the perfume of sweet fruit pies and it could see the smoke stacks of several chimneys and the birds that circled overhead. The beast was starving, and lately, there have been a surplus of hunters in the woods driving all of its food away.<br><br>The Crag Beast pounded its massive boulder-like fists into the ground and its peaked, mountainous body inflated as it inhaled deeply before spreading its jaws, flexing its throat, and bellowing a cry that sounded like a great war horn. (https://youtu.be/ZWZJ-hCRUos)<br><br>Norman sat up in a start at the noise and instantly, the people of <strong>Jandelle</strong> froze and fell silent. “What the bloody hell woz that?”<br><br>Slowly lowering the binoculars in dread, the guard replied, “It’s a Crag Beast…”<br><br>He then screamed over to the other tower: “CRAG BEAST!”<br><br>Horns started to blare in warning, sending the residents into chaos as they scrambled for shelter. Children were separated from their mothers in the explosion of disorder and stood around crying in fear.<br><br>The charge of the Crag Beast was like the stampede of a hundred horses. It galloped toward the small town, its fists and feet hammering the earth and its head pumping in preparation to ram right through its massive gates!</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: LoL: Valoran [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EdwardShane</strong> on <strong>14-03-2016, 09:28:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.mobafire.com/images/avatars/lux-2.png)</div><strong>Champion:</strong> Luxanna Crownguard<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Demacia<br><strong>Role:</strong> Mage, Support<br><strong>Attributes:</strong> Ranged<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Mars 13, 7116 A.R.W. (After the Rune War) 10:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Capital - Library of the College of Magic<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Garen, Open<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>Lux's morning had a very early start, with her putting her nose to the grindstone the instant she had finished eating breakfast.&nbsp; She had been working on a new application for light magic lately, a new trick that could be both fun to use and, on occasion and with some refinement, quite useful.&nbsp; She was getting close to figuring out the proper method for pulling it off, she was certain.&nbsp; And sure enough, she had succeeded in her task after a couple hours of trying.&nbsp; At first, she wasn't sure she had pulled it off, so she repeated the process she had used before...and when she saw that she hadn't been mistaken, she was out the door.&nbsp; There was someone she just had to show this to, after all!<br><br>Of course, finding her older brother was the difficult part, usually.&nbsp; The issue wasn't in knowing what he was doing, but rather it was a matter of where.&nbsp; There were just so many places he could be going to in order to help others, after all.&nbsp; The capitol was also a rather large city.&nbsp; Thankfully, it usually became easier to figure out where he might be once she got closer to the actual location, since there was often a crowd that gathered to observe him.&nbsp; She couldn't blame them at all, either.&nbsp; After all, Lux looked up to Garen just as much as any of them, if not more.<br><br>It was sheer dumb luck that she happened to pass by where the currently applauding crowd was gathered around the College of Magic's Library early on in her search, and by extension finding where her brother was bound to be.&nbsp; She approached and began weaving her way through the gathered crowd, quite cheerfully chirping out the occasional "Excuse me!" or "Pardon me!"&nbsp; Unlike Garen, she was dressed in her full attire at the moment, and was certainly easily recognizable; though even if she wasn't in her regular sort of outfit, it would be hard for most Demacian citizens worth their salt to not recognize that brilliant smile of hers she was currently wearing.<br><br>By the time Garen had gotten back to his feet, Lux was towards the front of the crowd and in plain sight smiling and waving at him.&nbsp; Most everyone probably knew she was there as she spoke, and she sounded quite cheerful and excited.&nbsp; "Big brother!&nbsp; Good morning to you, and to all the lovely people you've gathered here!&nbsp; Do you have a minute?&nbsp; I figured out something new, and I wanted to show you!"&nbsp; She was also glancing at some of the people gathered to see what they thought, not meaning to try and steal the crowd from him.&nbsp; This could always wait for later if need be, and she certainly wanted to try and be considerate of everyone present.<br><br>If there were really any signs of major disinterest or indications that she was interrupting, Lux would back off gracefully...but otherwise, she'd step forward towards Garen and speak.&nbsp; "Okay...Garen, I want you to hold still for a moment.&nbsp; You can pose however you want if you like, but otherwise, please hold still."&nbsp; Once he was ready, she extended both her palms towards him, and began concentrating.&nbsp; For a brief second, Garen himself seemed to shimmer in the sunlight, like there was a trick of the light about him...and shortly thereafter, a twisted orb of light appeared two feet in front of him.&nbsp; This quickly contorted and molded itself after the silhouette of his own body before the colors seemed to stabilize and solidify, creating what seemed like a perfect clone of him even down to the shadow.&nbsp; It was like he was standing in front of a mirror, only his reflection was three dimensional and clearly visible by everyone present.&nbsp; Once it had formed, it would begin mirroring his every move for so long as his little sister concentrated.
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				Title: <strong>Re: LoL: Valoran [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>17-03-2016, 03:27:45</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatright">(http://pre14.deviantart.net/886c/th/pre/i/2013/222/c/b/the_might_of_demacia_by_juhaihai-d6hhzhu.png)</div><strong>Champion:</strong> Garen Crownguard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245477.msg12133012#msg12133012)<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Demacia<br><strong>Role:</strong> Fighter, Tank<br><strong>Attributes:</strong> Melee<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Mars 13, 7116 A.R.W. (After the Rune War) 10:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Capital - Library of the College of Magic<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lux, Open <strong>Mentioned:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The crowd parted around Lux once the bystanders started to recognize the voice of the blonde.<br><br>“It’s Lady Crownguard,” a man recognized.<br><br>“Lady Luxanna!” a little admirer chirped.<br><br>Garen overheard the voices and straightened his arms before lowering his feet back to the ground. He stood upright and smiled at his sister in friendly greeting when the rumors of her appearance proved true.<br><br><strong>Big brother! Good morning to you…</strong><br><br>“Morning Lux.”<br><br><strong>…and to all the lovely people you’ve gathered here! Do you have a minute? I figured out something new, and I wanted to show you!</strong><br><br>Garen’s brows rose curiously. She did seem awfully excited. “Sure, why not?”<br><br>When his sister started to extend both of her palms toward him, Garen held still as though she had frozen him with a spell. She hadn’t exactly given him a heads up of when she was planning to start, but he figured that this was her beginning. In his peripherals, he noticed a glittering light and glanced down at his clothes. He raised his arms and saw that the light was twinkling all over his skin. Suddenly, an orb of light formed before him and began to mold into the form of a man. As the light started to fade, he noticed similar features to his own, and for a moment stared stupidly at the other Garen who seemed to stare stupidly back at him. Did she make a mirror? <br><br><em>Oooo!</em> the crowd uttered.<br><br>Garen raised his hand and his clone did the same, and slowly they started reaching for each other’s shoulders. For some reason, he felt a little nervous the closer his clone’s hand came toward him. If his clone managed to touch him, he would have felt disturbed, but he never got that chance.<br><br>CRAG BEAST!<br><br>Garen whirled in surprise.<br><br>CRAG BEAST IN JANELLE!<br><br>The soldier’s expression hardened, and he didn’t even tell Lux that he was leaving before he impulsively took action. Garen bolted away from Lux over to a guard who had been ready to make off with his horse. He reached out to grasp the guard by his greaves and the guard was about ready to scream, “Unhand me!” until he peered down at the man who had a hold of him.<br><br>“Sir Crownguard!” he gasped.<br><br>“I need your horse and sword,” Garen demanded.<br><br>“Y-Yes, Sir!” the guard stammered before he quickly dismounted as Garen effortlessly swung up onto the horse’s saddle. The guard removed his broad sword from his sheath and handed it to his captain.<br><br>“Sir, you don’t intend to fight without your armor and sword?” the guard questioned.<br><br>At first it seemed as though Garen had forgotten all about his sister, but she might have noticed from him lingering there and not sprinting away on the horse that he was waiting for her. With how underdressed he was, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to take the Crag Beast without her. He needed her support.<br><br>“I intend to win,” Garen replied.<br><br>Once Lux had managed to catch up to him, then he would spur the horse on.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: LoL: Valoran [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EdwardShane</strong> on <strong>22-03-2016, 21:16:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.mobafire.com/images/avatars/lux-2.png)</div><strong>Champion:</strong> Luxanna Crownguard<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Demacia<br><strong>Role:</strong> Mage, Support<br><strong>Attributes:</strong> Ranged<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Mars 13, 7116 A.R.W. (After the Rune War) 10:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Capital - Library of the College of Magic<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Garen, Open<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>As she made her way through the crowd, Lux made sure to make a friendly sign that she was hearing the people as they spoke to her, giving a small wave and trying to smile directly at as many them as possible while still moving forward.&nbsp; It didn't take too long to get to where her brother was, though, and it sure seemed like he was at least curious about what she had to show him.&nbsp; The crowd didn't really have any objections either, and so she proceeded with her new trick.&nbsp; The crowd sounded fairly into it when the mirage of her brother fully formed, and the look on Garen's face was actually kind of priceless.&nbsp; She let out a small giggle at the overall reaction, and almost wished someone was there to capture that look on her brother's face before it faded away.<br><br>She was considering trying to explain how this was all working as the two Garens reached out towards one another, but the yelling of news concerning a crag beast's appearance stopped her.&nbsp; This time, it was her turn to look a little dumbfounded, as it was a bit of a surprise to hear such news.&nbsp; Jandelle wasn't a place she would have expected one to show up in, from what she knew of such creatures.&nbsp; Still, she supposed it wasn't impossible, and she didn't even have to turn and look to know that Garen was intending to go and deal with the issue.&nbsp; Even if he wasn't fully geared in his normal manner.<br><br>Still, she wasn't about to let him go out on his own.&nbsp; If she needed to, she'd find a horse she could borrow to follow him on, or...well, by the look of it, her brother was actually waiting on her.&nbsp; Smiling a bit at the guard who was questioning Garen, she spoke to not just him, but to everyone else present as she swung up onto the horse's back behind Garen.&nbsp; "Not to worry!&nbsp; I'm going with him.&nbsp; Between the two of us, we can't lose, and Jandelle will be safe!"&nbsp; The mirage Garen had been holding as still as a statue since the announcement, and at this point it looked like he was beginning to fade out of existence.&nbsp; The light distortion that formed him would soon launch upwards and then burst into a shower of harmless glittering lights, though.&nbsp; Almost like a pre-emptive celebratory firework, minus any effects that could cause harm to anything.&nbsp; Lux intended it to try and help reassure those gathered that everything would be fine.<br><br>Before they started riding off, she made sure to hold on to him firmly so she wouldn't fall off as easily.&nbsp; It might have been easier to find another horse and ride after him, but that would have taken precious time, time that was better served rushing to Jandelle.&nbsp; And rush, they certainly began to do once she was secure in her position.&nbsp; If he had been in armor, this might not have worked quite so well, but the horse should be able to manage without that added bulk and weight.&nbsp; As they rode off and down the road towards their destination, she asked a question of Garen.&nbsp; "Do you have a plan of attack for how to deal with this, or are we winging it?&nbsp; If you have something specific in mind you want me to do, now might be a good time to mention it."&nbsp; If he had an idea, she felt it important that they be on the same page before they reached their destination.
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				Title: <strong>Re: LoL: Valoran [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Majabya</strong> on <strong>22-04-2016, 18:03:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://40.media.tumblr.com/d83fac91f1553ac37bd2882d81c3cc6b/tumblr_ni9iswJGeh1ryphv0o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Champion:</strong> Sion<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Noxus<br><strong>Role:</strong> Tank, Fighter<br><strong>Attributes:</strong> Melee, Pusher<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Mars 13, 7116 A.R.W. (After the Rune War) 10:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Jandelle <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>The Noxians had established a forward operating base in Jandelle, a decisive tactical maneuver that showed the cunning of their leader and the quality of their espionage skills. The catch was that it was the cheapest, cruddiest, dirtiest hut in the whole town that still had a basement with enough room to store their cargo. In that hole sat Sion, wreathed in dozens of chains and locks, motionless as he waited, watching dust dance in what sunlight bled through the cracks, and listening to the conversation of the soldiers above him. The floor boards were weak and full of holes, making it easy for even Sion to eavesdrop from his pit. "I-I'm not sure if this is such a good idea." said one of the four disguised Noxians, his voice quivering and weak, prompting a snarl from the stoic Sion as he thought of the lad as an insult to his nation. <em>"Our orders stand, Augur. We wait until night."</em> A much more authoritative voice chided the weak one, his tone cold, calm, and serious. "It's not the plan itself I have a problem with, S-sir.&nbsp; It's just . . .why'd we have to bring <em>That</em> damned thing?" The leader chuckled. <em>"What are you complaining about? Our mission is all about him. Besides, the job is all but done, we simply have to sneak him to the capital. Granted, that will be our hardest trial yet, but even then, as long as we get him inside the gates, he'll do the rest."</em> A short pause, and then a third voice spoke up, a woman's. "Are we safe with it? I heard about when they first 'unveiled' it." <em>"That many chains will hold him."</em> What a joke.&nbsp; The shackles around the behemoth below will hold him only as long as his patience dictates, and the Noxians fail to realize that their role in this mission is that of guide and fodder, not keeper. The promise of them finding him a worthy fight soon is all that keeps Sion from tearing the four to pieces. The Juggernaut retreated to what thoughts he could, piecemeal memories of glorious battles all but forgotten. He could almost hear the sounds of marching, war drums thundering, and the trumpets blaring, a siren call to one who existed only for war.<br><br>A sound rang out in the distance, a howl that sounded more like a war horn. <em>"What in blazes was that?"</em> <strong>"Horn . . ."</strong> "O-Oh god, it's awake!" Cried the weak voiced one. <strong>"March . . ."</strong> <em>"Eviet, you and Kaal go scout outside, Augur, go and put a blanket over th-"</em> <strong>"MAAARRRCH!!"</strong> The sounds of a roaring monster and metal creaking filled the basement, the latter getting louder and louder causing the walls of the cheap cottage to shake. "EVERYONE OUT! NOW!" Ordered the woman's voice, barely audible as dozens of chains snapped below, the broken links flying every which way. It was as if a thunder storm was brewing beneath them, rain pelting the boards as thunder rang and howled. "N-not like thi-" Augur, the feeble voice, was cut short by an arm tearing out of the floor and grabbing him by the ankle. <strong><em>"WEAK!!"</em></strong> Sion pulled the youth's leg, twisting it unnaturally as it resisted the undead's strength, a most sickening pop was heard before Augur was dragged into the shadows screaming. <em>"YOU SONUVA BITCH!"</em> The leader, Kelvarus, jumped into the hole, his sword drawn in a downward position, it's blade finding flesh. Tough, leathery, unflinching flesh. Another hand came from the dark, gripping Kelvarus by the throat. <strong>"You, Good Noxian. He, Bad. He stays, we March!"</strong> The brave Captain, even as his wind pipe slowly closed and he struggled to pry the fingers away, remained defiant. <em>"Y-you dammed fool! That isn't our war horn! It'd be the enemy's! Th-there'd be a whole army of Demacians!"</em> <strong>"GOOD."</strong> Ditching the weakling's lifeless body, Sion grabbed his axe, and with a single swing took out the wall in front of him. With an axe in one hand, and a man choking to death in the other, Sion began to run towards the sounds of war, the drums that pounded like foot steps and the roaring horns! <strong>"TO WAAARRRR!!!!!"</strong> He began to pick up speed as he started his Unstoppable Onslaught down the street, trampling anyone who didn't clear the way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: LoL: Valoran [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 23:19:38</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatright">(http://pre14.deviantart.net/886c/th/pre/i/2013/222/c/b/the_might_of_demacia_by_juhaihai-d6hhzhu.png)</div><strong>Champion:</strong> Garen Crownguard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245477.msg12133012#msg12133012)<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Demacia<br><strong>Role:</strong> Fighter, Tank<br><strong>Attributes:</strong> Melee<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Mars 13, 7116 A.R.W. (After the Rune War) 10:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Headed to Jandelle<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lux, Open <strong>Mentioned:</strong> Crag Beast<br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The white stallion charged. The wind filtered through the sword siblings’ hair as they road on toward a black smoke in the distance (because a fire always started in a ruined town). Garen still couldn’t imagine a Crag Beast attacking Jandelle. Jandelle rarely had any issues with their security and that was perhaps where Demacia had fallen complacent. Frowning at his thoughts, Garen couldn’t help but take the blame. He was commander of The Dauntless. How could he have foregone the people?<br><br><strong>Do you have a plan of attack for how to deal with this, or are we winging it? If you have something specific in mind you want me to do, now might be a good time to mention it.</strong><br><br>His sister was always the strategist wanting to have a battle plan before charging in. That was where they were different. War at times was unpredictable and the plans often had to be made on the fly. Creativity was a warrior’s greatest weapon.<br><br>“I will draw the beast’s attention, whilst you prepare your Final Spark. Hit it as hard as you can. They are sturdy creatures,” Garen informed.</span><br><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://s.lolstatic.com/site/poppy-comic/48db8f2fc3e25e69183fe0cf86b71b54281a9312/issue/02/pages/en_US/8/8_1.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The rocky Crag Beast had torn through the walls of Jandelle. In its hunger, it galloped on its massive fists like a gorilla over to one of the smoking homes where it tore into the house with its claws. Screams came from the home as innocents were buried beneath stone and hay. The Crag Beast started digging like a dog, throwing out stone, dirt, and eventually the rag-doll bodies of the people that had been crushed beneath the home. The beast leaned over the hole it had made, flexing its nostrils and finding nothing.<br><br>A platoon of Jandelle guardians charged the beast. Archers started pecking at its hardened flesh to no avail and the guards that foolishly approached it were crushed under its fists as the beast resumed galloping through the town, chasing white chickens. It snapped its jaws, catching a few mouthfuls of the cawing and fluttering hens, but they hadn’t been enough. It was still hungry!</span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: LoL: Valoran [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EdwardShane</strong> on <strong>13-05-2016, 03:08:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.mobafire.com/images/avatars/lux-2.png)</div><strong>Champion:</strong> Luxanna Crownguard<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Demacia<br><strong>Role:</strong> Mage, Support<br><strong>Attributes:</strong> Ranged<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Mars 13, 7116 A.R.W. (After the Rune War) 10:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Capital - Library of the College of Magic<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Garen, Open<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>Well, at least his response was something resembling a plan.&nbsp; It was simple, but it was likely to be effective.&nbsp; Knowing her brother, it was a bit more than she had entirely expected.&nbsp; He liked to be as flexible as possible, which she certainly could see the benefit of.&nbsp; Her thing was that it was better to need to change plans than to have no plan at all.&nbsp; They had differing viewpoints, but she would never say that either of them were definitively right or wrong.&nbsp; Both ways of thinking had their merits and their downfalls, and in the end it really just meant that they covered both bases to her.&nbsp; No use butting heads over it when they both benefited Demacia in their own ways!<br><br>Still, there was one point in what he was saying that she took issue with, and that was that he was charging into battle against a crag beast without his usual gear.&nbsp; Meaning he was less armored and armed than he really ought to be.&nbsp; "That could certainly work, though I worry I may need to hit it more than once.&nbsp; As you say, they are rather sturdy, and even with it at full power I don't know if I can take it out in a single shot unless I hit a critical vital point.&nbsp; I will certainly do my best, but I'm not about to send my brother in without some form of protection, either.&nbsp; Don't worry, I'll put a shield on you when we get there, just...be careful, okay?"<br><br>She knew fully well how competent Garen was, and she was sure he knew that she was aware.&nbsp; But that didn't mean she wasn't allowed to worry for his well being, and do what she could to at least try and keep him from getting hurt.&nbsp; After all, she had only recently really been able to start being around him after all those years they were separated.&nbsp; The last thing Lux wanted was for her brother to be taken from her again.&nbsp; Soon enough, though, they arrived in Jandelle, and Lux was quickly dismounting and bending the light around Garen, putting as strong a shield around him as she could manage while retaining plenty of reserve mana for offensive use against the rampaging beast they came to stop.&nbsp; She spoke once she was satisfied that she had done what she could to try and protect him.&nbsp; "All right...whenever you're ready, brother, lead on.&nbsp; I'm right behind you."
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