Period: 30th of November to 3rd of December, 2018
Skins: Mafia Jinx, Mythic Cassiopeia, Sejuani Dawnchaser and Valkyrie Leona
Champions: Aurelion Sol, Quinn, Irelia and Sona
Introduction: A Regular Meeting
“What a wonderful piece! How much did you say you paid for it?” “I didn’t say. Let’s put it this way: I made a proposition they simply couldn’t refuse.” They laughed, they always did. Friday evening was always about getting together and bragging about their latest exploits. “I don’t like that thing. I’m going.” “Don’t be a spoilsport. It’s just a statue. Pretty, yes, but you are even more so.” “You are lucky I don’t have a grenade near. Good night.” She left, as usual she couldn’t stand the arrogance for long.
The sky grew dark and a cold breeze joined a handful of heavy clouds. “Looks like rain.” “Just stay the night guys. Tomorrow we can get up early and start planning our next job.” “Sounds great. I want the bed by the window.” “You always get that.” “I’m a man of habit.” They each went to bed, many rooms and much snoring but no concern for what the night was warning. Perhaps they wouldn’t have listened if directly told. Perhaps it was their time.
The following morning the house was quiet and no one answered so she had to use her key. The dining room looked just as she remembered which was odd: they usually cleaned up before plannin. The statue, luckily, that Hellenic monster wasn’t there anymore. She called for the guys but no answer came. She climbed the stairs and knocked on the bedroom doors, nothing. She lost her patience and kicked doors open. She had seen scenes of such savagery: it reminded her of her much loved explosions. However, there was no blast; just maimed bodies. There was also that horrible statue, in the corridor. Why had they taken it here?
+: refreshing flapper style
-: conventional adaptation
+: hellenic beauty
-: only a re-model
+: well realised and appealing
-: unambitious and no ice link
+: novel and appealing