Upon the southern tip of Valoran, beyond the comfortable cities, villages, and bastions of safety, there exists a tropical area known as the Plague Jungles. It lies beyond Kumungu, and is shrouded in the aftereffects of ancient sorcery. It is said that the Plague Jungles were ravaged by the destruction caused during the Rune Wars long ago. Saturated with residual magic, this is a place where the local flora and fauna have become assiduously warped beyond recognition. The leftover magic has tampered with evolution itself, and has created living organisms that should not exist. Much of the land, where even the most cunning and resourceful travellers dare not to enter, is covered by twisted vines and festering rot, so that even gaining passage to this land is treacherous and daunting.
On this day, however, the ever brave Teemo steps forward undaunted, for he is determined to acquire poisons, reputed to be the strongest and most potent in existence, for his specialized mushroom traps. He is accompanied by Nidalee, the Jungle Huntress, whose knowledge of the surrounding area has proven to be most valuable thus far, but safety in these lands tends to depend on luck rather than experience, and no amount of resourcefulness can prepare them for what awaits within...
Upon the southern tip of Valoran, beyond the comfortable cities, villages, and bastions of safety, there exists a vast tropical area known as the Plague Jungles. It borders Kumungu, and is scarred by the aftereffects of ancient sorcery. It is said that the Plague Jungles were ravaged and destroyed by the the Rune Wars long ago. Saturated with residual magic, this is a place where the local flora and fauna have become assiduously warped, beyond all recognition. The leftover magic had tampered with evolution itself, and organisms that should not exist were created. Even the most cunning and resourceful travelers dare not enter here, as the land is covered by twisted vines and festering rot, so that even gaining passage through it is treacherous and daunting.
On this day, however, the ever brave Teemo steps forward undaunted, for he is determined to acquire poisons reputed to be the strongest and most potent in existence, to be used in his specialized mushroom traps. He is accompanied by Nidalee, the Jungle Huntress, whose knowledge of the surrounding area has proven to be most valuable thus far, but safety in these lands tends to depend on luck rather than experience, and no amount of resourcefulness can prepare them for what awaits within...
As Nidalee tried to suppress her rapid breathing, a cold fear caused her senses to heighten. The midnight mist was calm and cool against her perspiring body-she shivered, and the feeling of uncertainty sat uncomfortably in her racing mind. The rain pattered lightly upon nearby rocks, and when she gazed up, the moons' light became briefly visible amid the dark clouds, and azure hues of deep blue and purple shone across the nearby vine-coils and treetops. The temperature had dropped too quickly-an uncomfortable chill- and Nidalee wasn't exactly dressed for drafty weather. She glanced down at her revealing fur outfit, let out a brief sigh, and continued to jog at an even pace. However, these thoughts were an acceptable distraction from her feelings of uncertainty. Her quick, controlled breaths were accompanied by visible bursts of condensation.
As night sky continued to appear foreboding, it seemed obvious that this was not the time to be traversing the inner depths of the Plague Jungles, where few had ventured before, and far fewer had returned alive. However, Nidalee's Yordle companion, Teemo, had specifically recruited her for this dangerous task, as her knowledge of the area was far superior than most. This was a mission of the utmost importance, and the pair would not leave until they found what they sought; the most destructive mushroom poison in the entire world! Teemo had caught word of this extraordinary poison from Rammus, who said to have observed the virulent concoction upon making his way to theAlter of Ubermagix, whereupon he received life-altering powers that granted him the strength to enter the League of Legends.
At the moment, the little Yordle was fighting to keep up with Nidalee's lengthy strides, though sofar his efforts had been commendable, for a Yordle. He trailed behind her avidly, bouncing to-and-fro upon his stubby Yordle legs, utilizing his expert scoutsmanship to avoid the pitfalls amid the darkened jungle terrain. The swiftness of Nidalee's reflexes was honed, precise; a product of prolonged endurance training and long nights spent on the hunt. While Nidalee was too modest to admit it, she'd acquired quite a name for herself on the hunting circuits throughout Valoran, and it was unlike her to pursue her prey for many hours, even days, before zeroing in for the kill. Teemo. however, was far too impulsive to appreciate such patience, and he'd rather dispatch his enemies as quickly as possible.
'Are you sure you know the way, Miss?' Teemo inquired, barely able to catch his breath.
'Just stay close, and follow,' she replied, not looking back for a second. She imagined for a moment that the golden aura of natural light emanating from her lantern seemed to act as a beacon for night-dwellers, who, would like nothing more than to stalk some easy prey. 'It can’t be much farther... if only I had the stars to guide me' she whispered faintly, glancing up to the shrouded sky.
'Are we there yet?' he insisted.
'No' she shot back, with a hint of annoyance. 'Please - stop asking.' It was hard to carry on a conversation in the rush of their rapid movement, and she didn't want to alert the entire Jungle of their location. Unlike Teemo, she lacked the abilities to stealth.
Ancient trees creaked and swayed in the wind. The jungle seemed to close in around. Almost there, thought Nidalee,just a bit longer... oh please. The yordle was beginning to seem too persistent and annoying for his own good.
After what seemed like hours of covering ground, they pair decided to take a brief break, and eat some candy corn-rations, specially provided by Teemo.
Teemo was in a good mood altogether, so he didn't let the ill weather detract from his exuberance. It became obvious to him that this expedition would enable him to construct some of the most powerful mushrooms ever conceived of, so there was little time to consider the matters of cloudiness and rain. He'd never before ventured further than the Kumungu Jungles, which were also the birthplace of Nidalee. In fact, she had rarely exceeded the borders of her native Jungles as well, though from having grown up there, all those night she spent staring over the treeline at dusk, she had a curiosity about the Plague Jungle that needed to be sated.
The unlikely pair waded through pools of mud and protruding underbrush. By now the rain had subsided, causing a thin layer of mist to circulate at ground level. As the champions progressed deeper into the abyss, the amount of dangerous obstacles increased, becoming ever difficult to avoid. Rotten branches and twisted, wicked vines groaned and snapped underfoot-there was no time to stop.
'Oh, why do these things always happen!' complained Teemo, 'I just want my poison. It's the best poison in all of Valoran!' His he became more and more out of breath, his words were less coherent. Nidalee ignored the banter, and instead focused on finding the best available route.
While deep in thought, she heard a sound that caused her to stop dead. A spine chilling howl pierced through the entire jungle, followed by a torrent of flapping that came from the wings of terrified birds. The cry was wolf like; it was probably tracking her scent. Not knowing to either hide beneath the forest floor or to sprint away, she began to panic....
'What is it?' asked Teemo, a slight inflection of nervousness in his shrill voice.
'Quiet!' she snapped. Nidalee crouched low, made her body as still as possible, and motioned to Teemo with a finger to her lips. The tiny Yordle waddled over as quietly as possible, his miniature feet pattering effortlessly across the jungle floor. Had he been better prepared, he would of silently circulated the area, placing destructive, poisonous mushrooms everywhere possible...
Here's something I wrote up over the course of today. It is more or less a sketch of something in development, but I thought it a good idea to share with LoL-Lore enthusiasts.
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Part 1: The Plague Jungle.
Upon the southern tip of Valoran, beyond the comfortable cities, villages, and bastions of safety, there exists a vast tropical area known as the Plague Jungles. It borders Kumungu, and is scarred by the aftereffects of ancient sorcery. It is said that the Plague Jungles were ravaged and destroyed by the the Rune Wars long ago. Saturated with residual magic, this is a place where the local flora and fauna have become assiduously warped, beyond all recognition. The leftover magic had tampered with evolution itself, and organisms that should not exist were created. Even the most cunning and resourceful travelers dare not enter here, as the land is covered by twisted vines and festering rot, so that even gaining passage through it is treacherous and daunting.
On this day, however, the ever brave Teemo steps forward undaunted, for he is determined to acquire poisons reputed to be the strongest and most potent in existence, to be used in his specialized mushroom traps. He is accompanied by Nidalee, the Jungle Huntress, whose knowledge of the surrounding area has proven to be most valuable thus far, but safety in these lands tends to depend on luck rather than experience, and no amount of resourcefulness can prepare them for what awaits within...
~*~
As Nidalee tried to suppress her rapid breathing, a cold fear caused her senses to heighten. The midnight mist was calm and cool against her perspiring body-she shivered, and the feeling of uncertainty sat uncomfortably in her racing mind. The rain pattered lightly upon nearby rocks, and when she gazed up, the moons' light became briefly visible amid the dark clouds, and azure hues of deep blue and purple shone across the nearby vine-coils and treetops. The temperature had dropped too quickly-an uncomfortable chill- and Nidalee wasn't exactly dressed for drafty weather. She glanced down at her revealing fur outfit, let out a brief sigh, and continued to jog at an even pace. However, these thoughts were an acceptable distraction from her feelings of uncertainty. Her quick, controlled breaths were accompanied by visible bursts of condensation.
As night sky continued to appear foreboding, it seemed obvious that this was not the time to be traversing the inner depths of the Plague Jungles, where few had ventured before, and far fewer had returned alive. However, Nidalee's Yordle companion, Teemo, had specifically recruited her for this dangerous task, as her knowledge of the area was far superior than most. This was a mission of the utmost importance, and the pair would not leave until they found what they sought; the most destructive mushroom poison in the entire world! Teemo had caught word of this extraordinary poison from Rammus, who said to have observed the virulent concoction upon making his way to theAlter of Ubermagix, whereupon he received life-altering powers that granted him the strength to enter the League of Legends.
At the moment, the little Yordle was fighting to keep up with Nidalee's lengthy strides, though sofar his efforts had been commendable, for a Yordle. He trailed behind her avidly, bouncing to-and-fro upon his stubby Yordle legs, utilizing his expert scoutsmanship to avoid the pitfalls amid the darkened jungle terrain. The swiftness of Nidalee's reflexes was honed, precise; a product of prolonged endurance training and long nights spent on the hunt. While Nidalee was too modest to admit it, she'd acquired quite a name for herself on the hunting circuits throughout Valoran, and it was unlike her to pursue her prey for many hours, even days, before zeroing in for the kill. Teemo. however, was far too impulsive to appreciate such patience, and he'd rather dispatch his enemies as quickly as possible.
'Are you sure you know the way, Miss?' Teemo inquired, barely able to catch his breath.
'Just stay close, and follow,' she replied, not looking back for a second. She imagined for a moment that the golden aura of natural light emanating from her lantern seemed to act as a beacon for night-dwellers, who, would like nothing more than to stalk some easy prey. 'It can’t be much farther... if only I had the stars to guide me' she whispered faintly, glancing up to the shrouded sky.
'Are we there yet?' he insisted.
'No' she shot back, with a hint of annoyance. 'Please - stop asking.' It was hard to carry on a conversation in the rush of their rapid movement, and she didn't want to alert the entire Jungle of their location. Unlike Teemo, she lacked the abilities to stealth.
Ancient trees creaked and swayed in the wind. The jungle seemed to close in around. Almost there, thought Nidalee,just a bit longer... oh please. The yordle was beginning to seem too persistent and annoying for his own good.
~*~
After what seemed like hours of covering ground, they pair decided to take a brief break, and eat some candy corn-rations, specially provided by Teemo.
Teemo was in a good mood altogether, so he didn't let the ill weather detract from his exuberance. It became obvious to him that this expedition would enable him to construct some of the most powerful mushrooms ever conceived of, so there was little time to consider the matters of cloudiness and rain. He'd never before ventured further than the Kumungu Jungles, which were also the birthplace of Nidalee. In fact, she had rarely exceeded the borders of her native Jungles as well, though from having grown up there, all those night she spent staring over the treeline at dusk, she had a curiosity about the Plague Jungle that needed to be sated.
The unlikely pair waded through pools of mud and protruding underbrush. By now the rain had subsided, causing a thin layer of mist to circulate at ground level. As the champions progressed deeper into the abyss, the amount of dangerous obstacles increased, becoming ever difficult to avoid. Rotten branches and twisted, wicked vines groaned and snapped underfoot-there was no time to stop.
'Oh, why do these things always happen!' complained Teemo, 'I just want my poison. It's the best poison in all of Valoran!' His he became more and more out of breath, his words were less coherent. Nidalee ignored the banter, and instead focused on finding the best available route.
While deep in thought, she heard a sound that caused her to stop dead. A spine chilling howl pierced through the entire jungle, followed by a torrent of flapping that came from the wings of terrified birds. The cry was wolf like; it was probably tracking her scent. Not knowing to either hide beneath the forest floor or to sprint away, she began to panic....
'What is it?' asked Teemo, a slight inflection of nervousness in his shrill voice.
'Quiet!' she snapped. Nidalee crouched low, made her body as still as possible, and motioned to Teemo with a finger to her lips. The tiny Yordle waddled over as quietly as possible, his miniature feet pattering effortlessly across the jungle floor. Had he been better prepared, he would of silently circulated the area, placing destructive, poisonous mushrooms everywhere possible...
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