Order of the Lotus Irelia
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The Ionians have built up probably the most stunning and savage combative technique on all of Runeterra - only one appearance of their quest for edification. The most striking edge style to develop, then again, was the irregular side effect of remote intercession. Expert Lito was a swordsman whose teachings were looked for by decision classes from almost every city-state. His craft was a very protected mystery, yet it was said that swords would take in his grip. He shriveled surprisingly from a secretive malady which confused the brightest of Runeterran doctors. When he kicked the bucket, he deserted Zelos and Irelia, his child and little girl, and a really interesting weapon. Zelos turned into a sergeant in the Ionian military and left to look for help from Demacia promptly before Noxus' intrusion of Ionia. Irelia, accused of the assurance of their home until Zelos returned, was distant from everyone else when the Noxian powers struck.
The Ionians battled commendably, yet soon Ionian blood recolored the area underneath the prints of remote boots. At the Great Stand of the Placidium, Ionians arranged for surrender, however were motivated to keep up their resistance when the youthful Irelia lifted her dad's gigantic razor sharp edge and vowed to hold until her sibling returned. In the confusion of the resulting battle, Irelia was reviled with dim Noxian Necromancy. As her life ebbed, Soraka, the Starchild, made a last endeavor to grapple her blurring soul. Unwilling to give up her home, Irelia ascended at the edge of death, and her dad's sword lifted noticeable all around nearby her. Irelia surged back to the fore, courageous by the razor sharp edge's sudden liveliness. The weapon moved around her easily, chopping down Noxians as they expanded with dismay. The crushed trespassers were compelled to withdraw from the Placidium. Irelia was selected Ionia's Captain of the Guard, and when the barrier of her country moved to the Fields of Justice, so did she.
'The sword thrives, just as painting with blood.'
- Taken from a Noxian Field Report
The Ionians have built up probably the most stunning and savage combative technique on all of Runeterra - only one appearance of their quest for edification. The most striking edge style to develop, then again, was the irregular side effect of remote intercession. Expert Lito was a swordsman whose teachings were looked for by decision classes from almost every city-state. His craft was a very protected mystery, yet it was said that swords would take in his grip. He shriveled surprisingly from a secretive malady which confused the brightest of Runeterran doctors. When he kicked the bucket, he deserted Zelos and Irelia, his child and little girl, and a really interesting weapon. Zelos turned into a sergeant in the Ionian military and left to look for help from Demacia promptly before Noxus' intrusion of Ionia. Irelia, accused of the assurance of their home until Zelos returned, was distant from everyone else when the Noxian powers struck.
The Ionians battled commendably, yet soon Ionian blood recolored the area underneath the prints of remote boots. At the Great Stand of the Placidium, Ionians arranged for surrender, however were motivated to keep up their resistance when the youthful Irelia lifted her dad's gigantic razor sharp edge and vowed to hold until her sibling returned. In the confusion of the resulting battle, Irelia was reviled with dim Noxian Necromancy. As her life ebbed, Soraka, the Starchild, made a last endeavor to grapple her blurring soul. Unwilling to give up her home, Irelia ascended at the edge of death, and her dad's sword lifted noticeable all around nearby her. Irelia surged back to the fore, courageous by the razor sharp edge's sudden liveliness. The weapon moved around her easily, chopping down Noxians as they expanded with dismay. The crushed trespassers were compelled to withdraw from the Placidium. Irelia was selected Ionia's Captain of the Guard, and when the barrier of her country moved to the Fields of Justice, so did she.
'The sword thrives, just as painting with blood.'
- Taken from a Noxian Field Report
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