Ahri
Until one day, an artist stumbled upon her, hunched over a man as she drained his life essence from him. Where others would run, he stayed, offering his own life essence in exchange for her heart.
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Lillia
One night, warriors entered the forest and chased a lone figure all the way to the Dreaming Tree. With a single errant blade’s slash, the branch containing Lillia’s unrealized dream came thudding to the ground. 
Down Among The Dead Men
A pack of needle-toothed wharf-rats stalked him, hoping he was drunk and might pass out to become easy meat. The man’s name was Jakmunt Zyglos, one of the Painted Brothers. 
Morgana
Morgana’s wings became an inescapable reminder of her pain. She tried to cut them from her flesh, but could find no blade strong enough. Instead, she bound them with iron chains, resolving instead to walk the world of mortals.
Taric
Before him stood something wearing the shape of a man, though its almost crystalline features blazed with the light of the stars themselves, and its voice was a thousand whispers that cut through Taric like a blade.
It spoke truths he had somehow always known.
Sylas
Knowing he would be called a murderer, Sylas went on the run, and quickly gained notoriety as one of the most dangerous mages in Demacia.
Orianna
His daughter, Orianna, served as his apprentice—friendly and inquisitive, she was a natural fit to run the shop, and blossomed into a capable artisan in her own right. 
Neeko
Seeking solace, she took on the shape of the sleek jungle cats she encountered among the trees, and tried to run with them. Neeko loved being fast and agile, and their bright, keen eyes reminded her of home—until, quite unexpectedly, the leader transformed into a beautiful, strong, dark-haired woman.
Rell
To the small handful of faculty who survived her escape from the academy, it was like the earth had been torn open into a twisting whirlwind of razor-sharp slag.
Ryze
The earth fell away beneath them, the bedrock itself seeming to retch and squeal, while the sky above them recoiled as if mortally wounded. They looked back upon the valley where the rival armies had stood, and beheld insanity—destruction on a scale so massive that it defied all physical sense.
Xayah
The tribes began to fade, losing vitality as they were gradually cut off from the spirit of the First Lands, and were forced to negotiate with their mortal rivals. 
Zilean
Once unleashed in battle, the Void overwhelmed the mages attempting to control it, and Icathia was doomed.
As he tried to escape the capital, the ground shook. Buildings toppled. Such horrors as had no place in this world or the next erupted from the depths, driving terrified citizens before them.
Child of Zaun
Ian St. Martin
I know in a few seconds which of them take the orders and which one gives them. Which are most likely to run, and who is willing to spill blood.
I make to pass them. The blade flicks out ahead of me, catching the yellowed light from the chem-lamp.
Dead in the Water
Graham McNeill
Tattooed Eyes slashed her dagger low, and Sarah grunted as it cut a line of fire across the side of her thigh. She dropped to one knee as a reverse stroke came for her throat.
Sisterhood of War Part I: Old Wounds
Ian St. Martin
“The capital’s docks are huge and they could run them day and night—and they are—and it still wouldn’t be enough for the full mobilization.” 
Sisterhood of War Part III: Irreparable
Ian St. Martin
Something was awakening within her, the warrior spirit that had made her one of the deadliest soldiers in Noxus. Slash by slash, strike after parry, she ceased to be on the back foot. 
Progress Day
Graham McNeill
Tamara reaches for her device, but a whip of blue light lashes out, carving an angry red weal over the back of her hand.
To Herd A Cat
Dana Luery Shaw
no more!”
He reached to flip the second switch, but it stuck a little. Probably from when Mauczka spilled coffee all over it.
The Face in Her Stars
Rowan Williams
he replied, and the painted night sky above us came to life.
My eyes grew wide as the symbols glowed and descended.
The Bird and the Branch
Ariel Lawrence
She knew that sky. As a young child, she saw it blanket the sands. But this wasn’t Shurima.