Summary
Period: 26th to 29th of September, 2017
Skins: El Tigre Braum, Wildfire Zyra, Darkforge Jarvan IV and Buccaneer Tristana
Champions: Vi, Jinx, Trundle and Pantheon
Discount: 50%
Introduction: All Perception
“The mettle of a true warrior is not to prevail against the odds but to turn defeat into victory by dictating the course of the fight. “I know that. Everything, in a way, is a fight and…” “You, Mister, are a bombastic and excitable big guy with more enthusiasm than good sense.” The Wrestler looked at the Knight and made an effort to see his eyes beyond the helm; he couldn’t. “I must fight a true battle. Competition in the ring is nothing comapared to the battlefield. I must test my mettle in the real world. I have to show that I am the best of the best!” “You will get yourself killed.”
The Knight left into a garrison and the Wrestler, followed. The soldiers were puzzled but also excited to have such a famous celebrity among them. They rallied up to him, surrounded him and asked for advice, stories and autographs. The Knight had already left through a door in the back so he couldn’t be followed. Still, the soldiers might know of a place where he could test himself against the most formidable of opponents. The soldiers were reluctant at first but his fame, a few extra autographs and free merchandise made the trick. “There is a place where the plants are said to burn and gang together as an army. Have you heard about the Wildfire forest?” “No, I haven’t but it will hear of me!”
The following day, he prepared since dawn. He considered wearing armour and wielding weapons but he decided to go with his usual wrestling clothing, it was the real him. He simply grabbed a heavy chair as a shield; it was near the door. The forest didn’t seem any different to any other he had seen. Not that he had seen many but it was full of plants and trees with the usual natural noises anyone would expect. “Well, deeper is where the fun is.” He kept walking forwards without a signal of anything strange. He even drank from the crystalline stream that ran beyond the first line of trees. By the fifth line, things started to get heated up.
Vegetation was unreal, it did burn but the flames didn’t consume it or nearby plants. He walked with care. Once he kneeled and tried to touch one of the plants. That was a mistake, it did burn him. There was another line of trees, beyond where he expected a great battle would await him. He didn’t reach it, tendrils grabbed at his ankles and curled around his legs up to the knees: they seared his skin. The scream flew in all directions and was only extinguished when two swift slices freed him. He was dragged by the Knight to the stream where he gave some first aid to his wounds.
“From now on, listen to sense, Mister, you were lucky this time.” “From now on I’ll always have to wear trousers but I will not give up! I…” The Knight just left him there; unable to decide if he should kill him or let him be killed by the plants. As he walked he noticed that he was being closely followed out of the forest by the Wrestler. He said nothing but he knew that, for celebrities, perception was everything. A pity they only though about it from the outside in.
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Source: League of Legends News: Champion and Skin Sale: 09.26 – 09.29