NOXUS RISING

The real Hand of Noxus

Definitely not a woodcutter

Pure Noxian

If you’re a champion from Runeterra, he’s neutral

Beheading and Dividing people is his thing in the rift

Welcome to Noxus, if you’re worthy

Too serious to live, as he’s like staring at you as an enemy

Living guillotine until today

Can’t even spin like Garen

Big bulky Noxian-grade armor with nice cape.

                   Katsuie was beginning to regret having brought his naginata with him. He’d covered it with a sheet and carried it on his back, but that hadn’t been enough to deter this man. The stranger’s questions almost sounded accusatory, causing Katsuie to tense. ‘Why do you have something you shouldn’t have’ ? ‘Why do you have something I don’t have’ ? Those were the real questions behind the ones the stranger had asked, weren’t they ? Would the other man try to take Katsuie’s naginata away from him ?

                    ❛❛ I received it as a…’reward’, I suppose they call it. ❜❜ Nothing the Stars could give him would take away the agony of what he’d experienced in the mist, though.

                    ❛❛ I am not sure if you are aware, but…there was a mist that swept through all of Spirale. The mist caused all sorts of delusions and hallucinations in the city’s residents. Some of the illusions were harmless, but…others were quite damaging to one’s psyche. Because I myself was caught up in the mist and saw these illusions, my weapon was returned to me. ❜❜ Although Katsuie was grateful to have his naginata back, he wished he’d never had to experience the mist for it.

“A reward...” Darius would be believing it but it seems Jinx was right. 'Stick around long enough and you may even get to trade back.'. It all starts to make sense now. Probably he finds it unfair on why the others were not promoted in this ghastly place gets their weapons back.

The general wasn’t aware of what happened previously because he was gone that time. Only returned when the ‘mist’ this samurai spoke about.

“The mist that creates hallucinations and delusions.” He started to think about this one. Doesn’t really recall something in his world related to it. It was true that it happened, prior to his disappearance. The illusory work, that he’s curious.

 “Personal pride always comes with a price too heavy…” He says quietly after a moment before he says louder-

 “No. Unfortunately , you are the only one I have seen within this city. But it doesn’t matter, considering that this city is…peaceful.”  If the other clans and noble families of Demacia were here, it would be rather tiresome to reign them in. Over zealous is something Jarvan only has for evil , evil mages. 

 “Have you…er…Sir…Darius.” Being polite outward of a war, is common sense. Even if he hates the other. But rage is tempered by need to be practical.

“It is peaceful as it looks.” Darius was always cautious of changes of this place. But seems Jarvan was right after all about being peaceful. Probably nothing happened today or a minor change.

The archer couldn’t help but tailgate on folks he finds interesting, he was used to such action that he forget people in this world are so vastly different. Usually when he stick to someone is because they were his prey, mostly for stealing. And well, the other might not be a prey, doesn’t mean he wasn’t interested!

Perched along the tree top, wondering how long it would take for the individual to notice him, which didn’t seemed too long as sly smirk made its way over to his lips.

“You caught me there, i was merely interested.” Leaping off the branch and onto the ground, he archer soon gives off a shrug, “can’t blame me, could you?? I don’t see someone like you often, with armors and all. Those look heavy.” And pricey, he’ll think to himself.

“Heavy as how it looked, i don’t even bother selling it.” Noxian armor may be heavy but somehow durable. It’s the part of his world that he should keep with responsibility. Darius remained neutral in this conversation with this shady fellow.

True that there were many people came from other worlds, wearing different kinds of armor, the general wears metal, while some wears leather. Cumbersome for him but he’s used to it. He had been into some rift fights before and he doesn’t mind doing it again, if Spirale had some rifts like Summoner’s Rift.

          𝐅irst arrival ? Is it possible that one could be transported here a second or even third time after finding their way back home ? How curious a thought that is ; unless she’s thinking too much into it…

          ❝ 𝐈 suppose the most important thing I want to know is, well, how does one find their way to the city of Spirale ? Have I done something important to have been sent here ? Or is it merely a matter of happenstance ? ❞

Darius took time to think about the City of Spirale but Spirale itself was some kind of an industrialized island or something. He’ll give her points for an interesting question. Knowing that she asked two, well he’ll answer them all in his limited knowledge of this place.

“To answer your first question, this is Spirale itself. It was divided into four wards which is Fibonacci, the one we are currently at, Cotes, Golden and my current place to live which is Archimedes.” He had to be thankful for some red-haired girl he had met in his private time for knowing more. “This place used to be closed borders according to some kid in an armor but now there are other places now open, waiting to be visited.” He had went to Mistwood once, he didn’t like trees.

          𝐄xploration of this unique housing district — the Fibonacci Ward — had been a must following Caitlyn’s transportation to the strange, fascinating city of Spirale. A deeper understanding of how she’d gotten here, as well as generalized knowledge pertaining to the city, itself, had eluded her since she’d arrived, but the Piltovan hardly plans to pause her ongoing investigation. After all, answers are all around ; one simply need search hard enough to discover them. && yet, as if her day couldn’t possibly get any more interesting amidst her determined sleuthing, a deep voice beckons her from a distance.

          ❝ 𝐈 received a brochure with information regarding my placement, as well as the names of each district, but… further details of my arrival are all but non-existent. ❞ It’s difficult for Caitlyn to immediately recognize the Noxian general ; he seemed so very out of place standing here amongst the sprawling, technological advancements that shape the Fibonacci Ward — not so different from the City of Progress she calls home ( though perhaps called is a more appropriate tense given her current location ). ❝ Am I to assume that I’ll need to seek out the proper answers on my own ? ❞

“Non-existent huh, reminds me of my first arrival.” He remembered that. 

This makes him wonder asides from brochures for first timers in Spirale, are those ‘gods’ above recording this in secrecy? Darius finds it very strange and vague on their reasons. He finds that strange in his mind that he wanted to know Spirale secrecy but it’s nigh-impossible.

He hates to be tailed by others sometimes as he would just have to swing his axe if he had to due to familiarity of ambushes in his world from his enemy nations such as Demacia and others that isn’t worth mentioning. If the other keeps on doing it, it may end in a concussion that worse.

He had to stay put for a while.

He saw the recent eclipse just happened and ironically, he’s at Fibbonaci to reminiscence things because he used to live there in his first time of this place. The Piltovan sheriff, Caitlyn is what he had saw around here.

It was nice to meet a familiar from Runeterra, at least.

A random encounter while he was venturing around Archimedes, his new place to live unlike his previous time where he’s homeless. Only thing that he could see in Vi is still using those big-handed gauntlets she often use and now, barehanded. Boppers or not, he’s not judging her.

To Darius, it was rare to see Vi without them. He’s here to observe whatever she’s doing. Let it be a random brawl or something else.

Jarvan is unused, to being alone. Not for this long, the rallying cries of Demacian soldiers, the sounds of blood and steel that Jarvan was used to for most of his life. Perhaps a third of his life was used to battling Noxus. 

And here he is, with the right hand of Noxus offering a fight. 

 “…No. Defeating you, would not achieve anything.” Jarvan has long given up on personal glory, after his capture. Personal happiness is something he abandoned. 

 Everything, is for Demacia. So defeating the hand of Noxus would mean nothing, in this city. His voice is reasonable despite the sheer amount of dread he feels just being in this city. 

So he doesn’t want to fight. Darius may not gonna buy that from him but knowing the current? He could be. At least there’s no Crownguards or Laurents coming for the Hand of Noxus’ head, like the usual in their home world. They were bothersome bunch of Demacian clans enough for his stress.

Maybe if one or either of their trusted allies be appeared, things always not going to end well, knowing both nations were mortal enemies to begin with.

“I was expecting to see pride in you on defeating me here but it seems that you would rather do it in our world. Fair enough.” Even in his mind, he also would rather face him in their world. Let it be from the battlefields of Noxian or Demacian territory. If they fight, he fights if only talk, they talk civilized.

It was not expected to meet the current heir or next ruler of Demacia. Knowing that Noxus is scum to Demacian people, he doesn’t care. One thing that is strange is no guards or Shyvana next to him or his ‘friend’ Xin Zhao. He is a man who doesn’t back down even if he’s using a wooden axe without even reclaiming things back.

He looked Ionian but definitely not from Ionia. Darius had just returned from the previous eclipse and he seemed to see some ‘dwarves’ are now armed with their respective real weapons. This made the Noxian wonder how did they get their weapons back as sure as Darius himself, want his axe back.

“You there, with the green armor.” He’ll have to call him out for that. “Where did you get that weapon? Normally, those in the second lowest rank should be sticking with toys and such.” He’s aware that Jinx’s rocket launcher got it from her rank advancement but this is unsettling to him.