When a group of human graduates from the Yordle Academy sailed to Bandle City to visit the place where their mentor was born and raised, Rumble couldn't resist the temptation to see them face-to-face (so to speak). He only intended to get a good look at the humans, but four hours and several choice words later, he returned home bruised and bloodied with an earful about how he was an embarrassment to ''enlightened'' yordles like Heimerdinger.
Ian St. Martin
Jared Rosen
Graham McNeill
“Yes,” said Ta’anari. “For good or ill. It will be a symbol for the people of Shurima to rally behind.
Rayla Heide
David Slagle
At least, it would be rope if it wasn’t hard and gray.
“Is everything around here stones?” I ask. It’s not fair—in the stories, stones at least have runes carved into them or something.
And with that came the potential for profound disappointment. While she loved him dearly, it was clear that Kino would never have the strength of a warrior in his heart.
When Annie was still a toddler, she and her father took ill. As night fell, Annie began to burn with fever, and soon she was so hot, she could no longer be held in her mother’s arms.
It was so small at first, Bard might have missed it, but the ever-doting meeps drew his attention to a failed dynamic shift here, an unexpected syncopation there, and even the growing absence of sound where, before, sound had been.
Bard scoured the celestial realm for clues, until he discovered the source.
That something arrived in the form of a Harrowing, thick clouds of Black Mist that billowed through Bandle City, stirring its residents to panic.
Daniel Couts
Mo Xiong
Yet this poor mimicry is still enough to allow you to enter the domain of the strong.”
“Mimicry?” Yi had never heard anyone disparage Wuju style before.
Matt Dunn
“All nights are good nights for pouncing,” said Wolf, laughing.
“All days are, too,” Lamb said.
David Slagle
Ian St. Martin
The right eye is a blur. The left remains dark. The roaring will not fade.
I reach for my cheek. I realize what the beast has taken.
Katie Chironis
Besides, I’ve got a kettle on. Perfectly good night for a cup of tea.”
Odin Austin Shafer
Her weary reavers cheered. Though only a hundred strong, their roar echoed off the hills.
The time for stealth had passed.
David Slagle