Sergeant Rakkor Hunsar , I have managed to convince the high general to change your execution to exile from your superior performance in all areas and mass defeat of several Demacian battalions, you have until the noon of the final of this month to be out of Noxus, if you are seen within the walls of Noxian territory after this deadline, you will be captured and executed . For your own sake and mine, please obey these orders.
Sincerely, Master Sergeant Kul'ror
"Hmm, what has it been...five years since I received this letter?" I pondered to myself as I read the partially torn letter, the glow of the nearby Noxian street lanterns giving dim light to read through the night.
Ha...for such a strong nation they sure have trouble catching a former military sergeant, I've lived in the Noxian capital since being exiled, just surviving off others income.
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The True Strength of Noxus
FantasyA story about a gifted Noxian thief who learns of the corrupt leadership of Swain, working from the shadows to learn who to trust, who to kill, and how to improve his nation's state. This story will be updated weekly, hope you enjoy!
