#swornloyalty

Zac- still don't know what he is

Janna- still don't know what she is

Viktor- still don't know what he is

Talon- still Noxian

Unfolding a rumpled piece of paper stuck in his belt he read over the list again.

1 [ ] Not Noxian

2 [ ] Not ninja

3 [ ] Will not try to   Is not trying to kill me

4 [ ] Did not kill my elder

5 [ ] Identifiable species

6 [ ] Will not cause encounters with law enforcement or bounty hunters

7 [ ] Mentally stable

Swornloyalty

Digits traced along the cowl as Talon revealed his face. He pulled out a small dagger sheathed in one of the leather straps on his thighs and skillfully twirled it with his fingers.

"Cooldowns are merely a handicap for my opponent. There is no one who can match the blades of Du Couteau after all."

"What do you want?"

The samurai chuckled and leaned back against his sword, the end of which was wedged deeply into the ground. “Eh, you know, just waiting for my summoner to show up." He smiled and tilted his head a little. "That was a fair match you just fought, Noxian. Can't help but wonder what it was like to deal with those cooldowns.”