#w. luxanna

[limonjarritos]

So rumor has it Jinx is getting away from it all in Demacia….

[dualisume]

@seekslight ༘ ೀ⋆｡ || unplotted starter

Fear invoked to those who are ignorant to the things that they didn't know --- it is why demacia is a nation that is doomed to fail at the very beginning , fear is what controls their pride && ego thus causing them to destroy , sentence , && jail magic users that were no longer a treat to their nation. && then they declare that peace is obtained , but in truth they are just pushing back the rising tension that could cause yet again another civil war --- that isn't needed to begin with .

Ironically , though the more they turn a blind eye to what is fated to happen , the more it was presented to their faces. Who would have thought that inside those well trained champions, those strong walls of prestigious military , there's a ' spark ' that is hiding && in need of release.

Of course , focalors had known her -- for they are the same. A gem hidden inside a though && unwavering shell && she knew that any moment now this gem , this light , would want to go out.

. ❛ I know you'd be here... , it's only a matter of time for a fellow magic user to seek for another one ❜ focalors uttered as she sat on her couch , tea in hand. ❛ though it's quite amusing, of all to be given such a gift , it has to be the daughter of highly respected crown guards , i bet your aunt proposed a crazy scheme just to protect you , isn't she ? ❜

[apollys]

📍𝕛𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

"Creo que escuché un susurro extraño viniendo del zaguán." ⟢ @luxnnas

"¿de verdad?" le pregunta abriendo un poco más amplios sus ojos. "¿estás segura? ¿no crees que se pudo haber tratado del viento?" sugiere inclinando su cabeza, el roce del mismo con los árboles podía crear ese efecto. "¿o que alguien esté jugándote una broma?" añade. "¿o una trampa para desconcentrarte?"

[knifvd]

            no   less  than  kicked  puppy  ,  find  blue  eyes  falling  down  to  the  GROUND   just  as  he  finishes  signing  :   bottom  lip  jutting  out  into  small  POUT   .  eyebrows  are  KNIT  together  ,   takes  all  the  crownguard  has  to  not  cross  her  arms  and  CONTINUE  to  stand  there  .   instead  ,   find  a  surgence  of  PRIDE  lingering  in  her  eyes  and  in  her  countenance   (     you  wish  he  was  more  like  this   .  THE  ONE  that  actually  shares  your  blood   :    the  softness  you  hold  for  the  OTHER  in  front  of  you  nothing  more  but  to  become  bitter  for  the  brother  you  never  had   .   it  would've  been  BETTER  .   you   would've  been  better  .   happier  .   )   . 

          gentle  flurry  of  SLENDER  fingers  and  LOUD  hand  movements   ,   even  now  ;  lux  is  LOUD  ,   frustration  and  ADRENALINE  from  earlier  fights  to  leave  her  body  as  she  signs  with  knit  eyebrows   .   

        —   that   injury  could've  been  avoided  ,  yes  ,  but  i'd  rather  get  injured  than�� YOU  get  injured  ,  phel  !!

          a  sigh  to  come  from  LITTLE  light  ,  light  almost  seeming  to  DIM  as  her  shoulders  sag  down  like  weighed  down  by  bricks  ,   pout  turning  into  small  ,  frown   .   eyes  downcast  ,  whatever  little  glow  she  had  to  her  ;  ethreal  and  almost  impercetable  leaves  as  she  signs  weakly  .

        —   i'll  do  better  next  time  .   promise  .  just  don't  ...  replace  me  ,  okay  ?

there is no grace to him, no dignity in the way that his cold moonstone eyes regard her: it isn't until he hears alune's chiding words echoing in his mind that he sighs. hesitance laces the very pull of his muscle, stuttering thing when he finally reaches out to take her olive branch, a small symbol of peace between the two of them. despite his initial rejection, he drinks from the glass quickly, exhaling a jagged sound like bones grinding in his throat.

' i suppose we did. you learn quickly. ' ━━━ his fingers are swift as he signs, deft when he holds the glass between his teeth. compliments feel strange when left to stand alone so he's quick to add. ' but you need to focus more. that injury could have been avoided. '

[undercity-princess]

This was heavily inspired by the song 'Your stupid face' by Kaden Mackay. I love the song, give it a listen!

I just had to make this lightcannon

'Please Pow, only one day. Take her to the under city, keep her safe and bring her back in one piece.'

'Why me?'

'She needs to find some magical thingy and if it's buyable somewhere, then in Zaun! And she can't be safer than being guarded by the biggest danger!'

'Ewww you sound like sheriff cupcake! Was it her idea?'

'Does it matter? Come on, if you do this, I'll make it possible for you to come topside and work with Victor! Deal?'

Jinx groaned in response. Vi had found her one weak point.

'Kaaaay, hope she ain't talky'

That's how Jinx ended up in the undercity with Luxanna Crownguard. A living speck of sunshine. Most men and a good portion of women oogled her, kids and elderly smiled at her. And she had the gall to actually smile back.

And god's was this girl talky! Blubbering all the time, making jokes as if they were friends! Jinx would have preferred the polite shyness, but somehow the prissy princes blossomed in her vicinity.

Her laugh was like a warning claxon, shrill and addled with loud snorts. Jinx would take a day on Singed's examination desk over this any day.

At least she could get rid of her in the evening.

Maybe Lux wasn't that bad. People liked her because she was pretty, Jinx had to admit that. And she had this aura around her that made it really hard to be in a bad mood. Her wonder about just everything she saw reminded Jinx of a baby poro.

Lux entered a store and Jinx waited outside. At least her scowl came back at that moment, but when the blonde came back, her face betrayed her and the Zaunite smiled (against her conscious will).

'Not a moody brooder anymore? You look way cuter when you smile! Glad you finally have fun' Lux laughed

'I'm not cute, I'm the most dangerous terrorist here, bane to both twin cities. And I'm only here to ensure your safety, not for fun!'

Awww shit. She had to lie already .

When the evening came she led Lux and her magical trinket over the bridge and disappeared without a word. Gone and done. No goodbye, no questions to meet again or whatever. Clean cut.

Except that it wasn't, at least not for Jinx. Somehow blondie had wormed herself into Jinx's cold heard.

But stupid her had to make herself as unlikable as possible, being rude, gross and silent, even when Lux had tried to spark a conversation.

She found herself close to the bridge, always high up to spot shining armour. Not that there was any chance right? She had forcefully warded off the one person who really tried to befriend her.

She went home.

A knock on her window, late at night, she opened it cautiously.

'Lux?'

'Hi, Jinx!'

'What are you doing here?'

'You ran off without saying goodbye'

'I didn't run away! It was a... Strategic retreat!'

'I want to talk about it, about us'

'There's nothing to talk, no us, I jinxed it, I always do!'

'But are you sorry for your... Strategic retreat?'

'Yes of course, but...'

'Then I forgive you!'

'What?! But... You can't just... If you forgive me it will just be another chance to ruin it!'

'No. Because I think I might have fallen in love with you, Jinx.'

'... But... You should hate me for being rude! Or don't care for me at all!'

No one loved Jinx, everyone hated her, including herself. The best she could ever get was being tolerated. She stared at Lux, looking for trickery or deceit in her eyes, but only found nervous sincerity.

'But you do know who I am and what I've done?'

'Yeah and... I've got a whole list myself...'

This was stupid, she'd only drag the pretty girl down, make her worse, taint her... She'd....

'We could make it work, if you'd want to. I would love that' Lux looked up and smiled at Jinx who felt like seeing the sun rise just for her.

'I'd like that too, Lux.'

Maybe it was stupid, but Jinx couldn't shake the warm feeling of being wanted, of someone giving her the chance.

Even if Lux was too pretty and her laugh was obnoxious, Jinx wouldn't give her away for anything and break all hell loose to make them work.

[mythdoomed]

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[kins-ki]

20241213

reconnected w a friend that is v close to my heart

got 3 drinks with boba for 10$ !! shoutout 2g2g

forgot to mention - another solid bowl from chipotle ln + friendly employees

league w luxanna crownguard

24 wings for free !! popeyes

[azuries]

being a full-time heartseeker can be boring and tedious; especially for jinx. but when her superiors find her slacking in her job, she’s forced to learn what love is truly about.. in the form of a light mage. 

[herpleasvre]

       @luxannae​ / @bird-of-shurima​ / @defensator​ / @eciled​

   ❝ my my, what an interesting audience i’ve gathered ... ❞

[syqy]

here have some riven/lux scribbles

[hyakiru]

@finalsparke​ inquired: ❛ do you ever wish things were easier? ❜

hyakkimaru's head lowers at the question. though his blades are unsheathed, and his eyes trained on her, it is undeniable that he has been caught at a loss. what can he possibly say? the question is terribly loaded, after all. did he ever wish things were easier - and why did it matter to her? why even bother wasting her time asking someone like him - a cleaner of all things hellish that stalked the earth? it seemed a pointless effort... or rather one that would not benefit either of them. truth be told, it confused him - all he could ask was:

“ why? “ with a cock of his head, blades dripping with blood. softly spoken. not a threat, not a retort of any kind. “ why... do you ask...? “ as he trails off, he looks down at the pool of blood - not his own, of course; it was far too blue for that - growing at his feet. slaying demons was the usual 9-5 at this point - by now, humankind ought to know about them. perhaps her nonchalance was because she had seen them too. he could not be sure. but, judging by her aura - far more overpowering than her actual, physical form in his eyes - she was... complicated. silver, sure; but boasting an array of colors, like a rainbow. suffice it to say, it is transfixing, a bit like watching a meteor shower.

very unusual. just who was she?

he could not understand. it was too strange, to put it as bluntly as possible. but, perhaps she would be placated if he answered. he was not one to pretend, and certainly not one to hide when questions were asked of him. for better or for worse, hyakkimaru was incapable of lying; he had never had the reason to learn, despite his nightly pasttimes. he was simply careful about avoiding suspicion. good for him, bad for the demons. but... did he ever wish things were different? that he was born “normal”, into a happy family that loved him unconditionally? celebrated each birthday he had with great excitement? reminded him that they loved him at every possible moment?

his brow furrows as he pictures this... or rather, fails to. what would it be like? it was the one scenario he could not imagine, because there, he had a complete body. a family. a home. as long as he was trying to conjure up the image in his mind’s eye as hard as he was, nothing would come. and so, after a fruitless minute or so, he shakes his head.

“ no. “ he answers. “ nothing to change. this is... my life. “

“ and you? why... here? now? you know... demons stalk. “

[questionablecuttlefish]

Ill-Omen's Light, Chapter 20: Ezcapade

Kidnapped by an alliance of two factions bent on using him to find Luxanna for their own twisted purposes, Ezreal finds himself surely in the toils. For our misfortunate adventurer, Fate knocks thrice...

T/W: spot of semi-graphic torture and metric tons of action violence.

[sphelon8565]

============================================================= BIOGRAPHY**LEAGUE OF LEGENDS REAL NAME:               | Luxanna Crownguard FIRST APPEARANCE:   | League of Legends #V01.0.0.103; (October, 2010) HEIGHT:                     | "5'1" ALIAS:                        | The Lady of Luminosity & The Harrowing OCCUPATION:             | Infiltrator / Steel Legionaire Mage =============================================================

============================================================= BIOGRAPHY**DOTA 2 REAL NAME:               | Rizzrack FIRST APPEARANCE:   | D.O.T.A Allstars #V6.73 (Dec 2011) HEIGHT:                     | "2'8" or "3'2" (with hat) - "4'9.5" w/Machine; no official height given. ALIAS:                        |The Timbersaw / Lil Lumberjack by Luxanna Crownguard as a cute nickname** OCCUPATION:             | Former Augury Bay Woodworker =============================================================

Original Sketches: 12/2016

[gunplae]

patch ー luxanna to jinx!

 patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound       &&     ACCEPTING

          “ Hmph.                       I could of took care of THAT myself, you know. ” 

          A quick eye roll followed — until a sharp hiss slipped through bitten lips. A retreating jolt of working hands immediately stopped, aqua eyes dripped with concern that plastered on that gentle face Jinx was all to familiar with. A teasing smile curled her lips, not able to hold back an amused && dry cackle for such a silly gaze.

        “ Hah — don’t look so worried there, nurse.  I can take it. ”

         The blonde raised a brow, but with careful hands, she continued where she left off. The now stained cloth glazed over the wound once more. As to Lux’s relief, the bleeding seemed to have finally stopped. 

        Jinx threw her head back at the cemented wall where they both hid in the darkness to avoid being sighted by the keen eyes of the public. Not like that was much of a concern when the ambiance of the streets grew more silent as the night drew close to midnight. The cool night air have left her feeling less tense. She was, if anything, more spent from the over-use of her stamina she had to flee from those under high authority of Piltover. The usual cat&&mouse game was getting more sloppier on her part it seemed; the light gash on her forearm was the mere result of it.          Would of been pathetic if she were to have fallen to the close call, but to her surprise, Lux was around to catch her at her worst && best time. Impeccable timing, no? Her empty mind was beginning to wonder before realizing the mending of her right arm had ceased. Looking over with a curious gaze she seen that the patch up was done; man — was it gonna be a cool looking battle scar above her tats, though. She hummed with pleased eyes at the light guardian’s handy work.

         “ Hm, not bad for a mage.             I would think you would of used  some of that ‘sparkly’ magic or something,             honestly. But, this will do.“

         She proceeded to get up with a hand to a wall for support. A dull-pressure ran through her legs that made her almost lose her balance. The felon turned to her once more, an almost flustered expression was close to slip through the cracks for the light mage to see. An immediate action to draw her lips to the usual lopsided grin of hers to not fallback on something out of place for her.       𝙺𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕, 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚡. 𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕,  𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢.

                “ I think I got it from here, blondie.                   So, I guess, thaaanks for the patch-up. . .or whatever. ”

[deathsaught]

🙏 : ᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴜꜱᴇꜱ’ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ʙʀᴜꜱʜ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ꜱɪᴅᴇ ʙʏ ꜱɪᴅᴇ .

OH ? WHAT’S THIS ? ?  

                               the fox’s keen eyes immediately look towards the bouncy demacian mage next to her --- the womans own lengthy , inhuman , sharp tipped claws brushing against the mages own cool hand .   It was typically cold in ionia around this time of year , perhaps the mage should have dressed better ? tall fox ears began to flick before sticking straight up as the towering kumiho looks down & begins to remove a long luxurious blood red silk before wrapping it around luxanna’s shoulder and bodice .  

 "  PERHAPS do research on the lands before you traverse them , next time .  "

    one would assume ahri had been cold yet she was anything but towards the rainbow spark to her side .  

@luxcnna​ 

[dannymultipersonaje]

Dayen, el mito demaciano [Oc|LoL] [NO OFICIAL, SERA REWORD]

[MIS BORRADORES NO LOS GUARDO COMO ES DEBIDO ASÍ QUE SUBIRÉ ESTO PERO LA CAMPEONA NO ES ESTA, ES SU VERSIÓN 1)

× Nombre ×

"Dayen" Dayyena Gloves

× Apariencia ×

Su piel es blanca casi como la petricita, sus cabello es castaño oscuro, algunos lo confunden con negro en la oscuridad. Sus ojos tienen dos colores colores, normalmente son verdes con leves colores azules y cuando usa su magia anormalmente son un azul cielo profundo.

Su ropa es una camiseta rasgada azul con el simbolo de Demacia, abajo de estaa usa unas vendas como bracier, lleva un pantalón azul marino parcheado y unos guantes blancos con agujeros en las palmas.

× Titulo ×

“ El Mito de Demacia ”

[✓] Historia [✓]

Ella nació en las cárceles de magos, nadie sabía como, donde o quienes eran sus padres. Pero algo era creían seguro, no poseía recidencia mágica, los guardias hasta llegaron a creer que ella fue una bebe que planeaban matar los magos, por eso fue sacada de ahí, Jarvan III, Rey en ese entonces vió a la pequeño ser solo una vez en su vida, nunca dándose cuenta hasta el final, que era portadora de una magia incontrolable.

Vivió muy bien en el castillo hasta que su recidencia magica a la edad de preadolecencia floreció, una magia que casi quema el castillo en una discusión infantil con Luxanna Crownguard. Fue encerrada en la masmorra más lejana de otros magos, pues de alguna forma su magia hacia estallar la de otros magos, incluso cuando la petricita la desarmaba, no duraba más de unos días para que su magia se repondria.

En una ocasión en el inicio de su adolescencia conoció a Jarvan IV, mientras intentaba escapar. El príncipe sin querer le había ayudado un poco, pero igual fue atrapada. El príncipe exigía verla, iba en compañía del rey o de trece guardias, aquella había sido su única interracion desde lo de Lux, conociendo al hermano de esta ultima con el tiempo.

Incluso casi lograba convencer al Rey de que los magos podían ser beneficiosos para la mejora de la nación... pero entonces la Guerra con Noxus hizo que las pláticas y revisiones, además de ciertos perjuicios de Caza magos (temerosos de perder su empleo también) se desplazaron hasta no hacerse definitivamente.

Fue eso que desato un segundo descontrol, al estar tan sola, pero incluso en las mazmorras su celda en solitario filtro magia a otros magos, haciéndo estallar e incluso matar a algunos magicos y no magicos. El Rey Jarvan III bajo la influencia de los perjuicios del momento, la mando encerrar en los muros de petricita, unos que miran hacia las tierras no reclamadas, quedándose ahí, hasta que alguien recuerde su existencia.

Su existencia es recordada, justamente en los años siguientes, el caos del escape de Sylas logra hacer recordar a Jarvan IV a Dayyena, quien seguía entre los muros.

Con escoltamiento máximo, buscan a dicha maga por los muros, pero ella al pensar que eran noxianos los golpea y desmaya, si no es el mismísimo Poder de Demacia la desmaya con un golpe certero en la cabeza, no paraba.

Cuando despierta Jarvan IV elogia su trabajo, ella mantiene su silencio e inclina la cabeza en sumisión.En el momento que Jarvan da a conocer el propósito de que sea sacada de su encierro, ella acepta la misión de matar a Sylas.

“ Mago no mata mago ”

Ella realmente no mata ni ataca, incluso deja ir a magos que no deciden atacarla, pero aquellos que cuestionen su habilidad y el Rey decida que debe morir, morira.

{En edición constante de errores}

× Estado presente ×

(Punto para aclarar, su presente y su función en Demacia)

“Dayen El Corazón de la Magia (o El Mito de Demacia), es una maga de años cuando Jarvan III gobernaba. Ella era una maga que no solo iba contra nuestra nación, si no incluso los suyos.

Mata gente con magia en su mayoría (pero suele estar más que satisfecha con cualquier otro iluso que se acerque), los sigue por su recidencia mágica y extermina sin piedad, al igual que hace con los jovenes o niños incautos que exploran la oscuridad”

– Mito popular de Dayen en Demacia

Realmente ella es una arma humana, su magia puede provocar que otros magos se potencialicen... con un alto costo de o perder su magia, o su vida.

Jarvan IV, recordándola de su infancia la "convenció" (ella se sentía obligada) a trabajar para acabar con un enemigo que buscaba destrozar Demacia y Dayen acepto.

Todas sus apariciones son efímeras, buscando el más minimo de atención por como suele decir su carcelero mientras esta no estacen campos, Garen, "no asustar a las personas". Ella no duda en de hecho evitar que la vean, los cazadores de magos suelen alejar a personas ciudadanos normales cuando ella entra en pelea.

Quieren mantenerla en "Mito"/leyenda para que no se sepa que estan traicionando tradiciones.

(En Edición Constante)

× Habilidades y Jugabilidad ×

• En juego temprano, puede ser fácilmente matable, tiene que equiparse bien, ya que tanto como tanque como mid o Top, ella no será útil hasta rompe sandías o golpee a los demacianos no este subida, puede sobrevivir con Engache, pero no bastante tiempo, cuando tenga su R, será una locura •

{PASIVAS}

Ella tiene tres pasivas, que dependen de cuanto le cuides la vida.

Su primera pasiva, es "Golpe magico" donde en cada golpe es con una animación de sus manos envueltas en magia.

Su segunda pasiva, es "Vendas temporales" cuando su vida sea muy baja "Golpe mágico" será remplazo por "vendas temporales" tendrá un escudó temporal y hasta que llegue a la mitad de su vida real se curara +2 si no es golpeada. Su daño baja, pero su curación aparece.

Y por último "Valores Demacianos" cuando su Ulti es subida "golpe mágico" es reemplazada por esta. Esta es más para ayuda en grupo, pues sube mana y si ella golpea primero, el golpe de otro campeón dará un daño más de +5. Esta pasiva se puede cambiar a "Vendas temporales" si esta de vida muy baja, pero cuando se cura un ⅓ de su vida real vuelve a la normalidad.

{ Q }

" ¡Golpea a los Noxianos! "

Tiene dos cargas y dos formas. Ella corre al campeón y lo tlaquea, envuelta en magia, es a corta distancia (Daño magico). La otra forma es cuando la ulti esta lista, ella puede lanzarse desde una distancia dentro de una zona corta, puede saltar muros y más.

Costo: -50 mana

{ W }

"Rompe sandías"

Ataque de cercas, se avienta a un enemigo e intenta reventar su cabeza de sus manos cubiertas en magia.

costo: -30 mana (sube un -5 mana mientras evoluciona la habilidad, y el daño sube también)

{ E }

" Engancho "

Ella golpea el suelo y se agarra del pie un campeón cercano, si hay mas de uno tienes 3 segundos para elegir uno, se apega a el por mucho tiempo, ningún campeón o bestia de la jungla la puede atacar, pero si las torretas.

Costo: 0 mana (no hace daño hasta que suelta y aturve un segundo)

{ R }

" Sin guantes "

Su pasiva "vendas temporales" se le suma un +5 por ciento de curación.

Sin sus guantes su magia fluye de una mejor manera.

Sus habilidades se van la tope, si no estan subidas.

Y hace más daño, aunque esto se cambia por curación gracias a su Pasiva.

"Si guantes" puede también pasarse a un campeón aliado, potenciandolo pero bajandole vida, si se aplica a un enemigo, el perderá la vida y la potencia solo dura un segundo.

El tiempo que dura es de 4 minutos y se alarga si no es atacada y tiene vida subida.

su tiempo de recarga es de 235 (subida, 180)

(EDICION CONSTANTE CARAJO)

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INTERACCIONES

Selección De Campeón

Select

— Seamos sincerros, te equivocaste de campeon invocador

Ban

— Más tiempo sola, elección lista.

Comienzo de partida

— Un día más para mis servicios ... ¿a quién?

— Inclino mi cabeza para un batalla digna

— Pie adelante, otro atrás... ¡oh! ¿cuando llegué aquí?

— En el Jarvan IV, estatua hablante ... ¿cómo te llamabas? ¿Perdón? (Solo con Aliado Galio)

— ¡Aire libre!

Ataque

— Golpeo, ataco ¡No eres mi aliado!

— ¿Cómo te llamas?

— ¿Hay nuevas leyes?

— ¡Muevete!

— No quiero...

— Lastima que sea hací

— ¡Golpeo, ataco! ¡Te mato! en nombre de mi... que raro es pensar y decir lo...

— ¡Daña me!... quiero un descanso

— ¿Qué eres? (a baron Nashor)

— ¡Dragones y incendios! (a Dragon)

— Eres genial... (a Dragon)

— ¿No hay nadie? ...¡Eres genial! (a Dragon)

Movientos

— Luz... al fin

— Tristeza... estas siendo mi compañera

— ¡Por el rey!... hasta que caiga...

— ¡No te acerques!

— Mala magia...

— Mi cabeza duele...

— ¿Por qué cuando quiero tomar un paseo debe ser aquí?

Respawn

— Se sintió increíble un descanso

Provocación

— Soy ¿Libre?... como tu alma de tu cuerpo cuando te mate

— Acercate, estos guantes son mis cadenas

— Acercate, estos guantes no lastiman aliados... a veces (a un Aliado)

— Me agradas... de cuerpo digo... de cuerpo muerto

— ¿te van las explociones? las provocó cuando me enojo (a un aliado)

— ¿Sensibilidad? estoy tratando de enojarte ¿debo ser sensible? ¿entendí mal una orden?

— ¿Jarvan IV? nunca lo pregunte pero... ¿Llamaras a un hijo Jarvan V? (a Jarvan IV)

— ¡Guardia de Corona! ¿Qué tal va en el amor? (a Garen)

— ¡UNA VASTAYA SHAAREI! ¡Conozco los de tu tipo! ¿Todos muertos? ¿no? (a Neeko)

— Sylas y Lux se besan, bajo un arbol... ¿no? ¿qué?... Sylux...(a Lux)

— Garen y... bien esto es difícil creo que estas con dos noxianos (a Garen)

— ¿Puedo montarte? ¡eres como un caballo blanco alado! (a Galio)

— Muerete maldita plaga estupida idealista masacrera... ¡Más vale que sirva tu revolución! (a Sylas)

— oh eres tu ¿Ya va la relación con Garen? (A Katarina o Darius)

– Grandulon ¿quieres no congelarte después de esto? o quedarte cercas... sí pesas mucho... gordo (a Galio)

– ¡AHHHH! ¡PISASTE A JARVAN! (a Galio)

– ¡Caballo alado! (a Galio)

Broma

—.... ¡Demaciaaaaa! auah! ¡auch! no lo vuelvo a intentar

— ¡Por mi libertad!... ¿a quien engaño? jamás seré libre

— ¿Noxus aceptará una Demaciana sin matarla?

— Draaa ven... no era.... ¿como era?

Asesinatos

— ¡AAAA! ¡No no no! (matar a un Enemigo Demaciano -Sylas)

— Fue una orden... nada personal

— ¡Cuerpos apilandose!

— ¡Adrenalina!... no quiero parar

— ¡Morir! ¡Morir!... ops franquicia equivocada

— a contravi-- ¡Kuaaa! franquicia equivocada

— Esto... se siente... ¿Bien?

— Lo lamento... nada de corazón

— ¡Tu me haces enojar! (Sylas)

— ¿Quieres un abrazo?... ops esta muerto

—... ¿Cómo volvere a Demacia con su cabeza?(Enemigo Demaciano)

Especiales Duos

Sylas — ¡Traicionas a los tuyos!

Dayen — ¡Espero Morir!

Garen — Regresamos temprano

Dayen — Ordenes, mis obligaciones

Dayen — Auch...

Garen — No te sobre expongas

Dayen — ¿Kata?

Garen — Atracción

Dayen — ¿Darius?

Garen — ¡Matar!

Dayen — Draven

Lux — Draven [Dreiven]

Jarvan — Por Demacia

Lux — Por Demacia

Garen — Por Demacia

Dayen — ¿por el rey?

Galio – ¡Súbete a mi espalda!

Dayen – ¡Yo quería subirme a tus alas!

Galio – Draven

Dayen – Draven

Dayen – Estamos en Jarvan IV (voz de reproche)

Galio – ¿Entonces... ¿de que hablabamos?

Dayen — Draven

Draven — Draaaaven [Dreeeeiven]

Sylas – El mito demaciano...

Dayen – ¿el usurpador?... pfff

Sylas – ¿Qué?

Dayen – nada, nada perdón

Sylas – [Al mismo tiempo] hey, no te rias, descarada