#truth-bearer

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     “Tha’ boy?” The old yordle let out a chuckle. “Well, he was rebellious, lemme tell ya. Sure he dun’ li’e our ol’ traditions, an’ I fully understood why he wanted t’ figh’ rather than be a peaceful bastard. Though…” Salem frowned. “When he left fer Noxus all those year ago, an’ ne’er told us b’fore hand, he did break his mama’s heart…”

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Nidalee rarely left the Kumungu jungles, much less travelled as far away from her home as Bilgewater. But the colder season in the Northern regions of Runeterra meant torrential rains in her home, and no one wanted to be doused by rain, trudging through mud in low visibility just to hunt a few animals, as rare as they were. There were better days to do so.

So as it was, she was relieved of her duties for a while. Her goddess would tell her when the rains were stopping, and then she would have to return to her home to assume her mantle as its guardian once more. However, for now, she was free to do whatever she wished, and she wished to satisfy her curiosity of the further reaches of the earth she tread upon. She followed her feet to the seaside port of Rat Town, doing her best to avoid stares of those sitting at the roadsides.

There seemed to be a singular solace in this madness, and that was the temple which loomed at the end of town. She walked straight for it, eager to find some rest from prying eyes. Once she reached its entrance, though, she hesitated.

It was the head of a serpent, its maw wide and welcoming to anyone brave enough to enter. Her goddess warned her that this was sacred ground, and that she may not have the power to protect her ambassador should anything happen. Nidalee shook the thought away, and with childlike innocence and an unquenchable curiosity, she stepped forwards into the temple, feeling a brief relief from the strong sea winds. Her vibrant eyes looked around, taking in the interior of the temple. The grip of weathered palms on the wooden shaft of her spear tightened in a form of comfort to the bestial huntress.

She yanks at the collar of her shirt, making a face. She couldn’t breathe in this god damn catastrophe. She growls a little bit, and with a harsh tug, splits the front of her shirt, allowing her air.

“I don’t think I can do this.”

She leans down to get her idol, the loud sound of fabric tearing coming from her arms, and pant legs. She sighs, tossing away the ruined suit jacket, and begins tearing at her pants.

“I’m too big to be restrained within this monkey wear.”

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It was done. The rivalry between Fortune and Gangplank, the war between the two, had ended. 

It wasn’t pretty and it wasn’t for the weak of heart. It was bloody and violent, with the end being surprisingly quick. Swords collided, guns fired, cannons shot, barrels exploded. Irony being the very arm that Fortune had blown off with her initial attempt to kill the man was the very same one that had spun her head around completely.

Out of breath and exhausted, Gangplank returned to his ship, only to have the crew mutiny on him. With Old King dead, a new person can take power, control the riots that ran throughout Bilgewater. To do that, both Fortune and Gangplank had to be dead.

“...ungrateful lo’...” Gangplank spat out

Without a moment of hesitation, they all rushed to old man, stabbing him repeatedly, however it wasn’t like he didn’t see this coming. The ship had served its purpose, with that, he ignited the barrels that laid within the ship. An explosion ripping across the sea as Fortune’s ship burned beneath the surface with it.

Gaining consciousness on a broken part of Bilgewater, he looked up as an unamused look going across his face. “...course I’d end up here...” Gangplank wheezed as he stood up and walked up to the Temple of Nagakaboros.

After what had been going on, seeing the Reaver King walking up their steps caused the followers of the Bearded Lady to retreat from him. Pushing the doors open, wet boots collided against the floor.

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