In the land of Valoran, a land of wonders, magic and war, where the League of Legends overlooks all the city-states and all tribes, our story begins to unravel...

After a victorious battle in the arena of the Howling Abyss, the blue team which members were: Diana, Fiora, Hecarim, Mordekaiser and Jarvan the IV, spend some time in the post fight room for healing and exchanging their opinions for the battle that took place.

We fought well together, soldiers, apparently we make a good team... Said Hecarim, trying to sound friendly, though it was difficult with that monstrous voice of his.

So it would seem... Answered Diana, who was paying attention more on cleaning her weapon, than to the ghostly centaur.

Come on old general, get to the main course! Mordekaiser nodded to Hecarim.

I take it there is something you want to tell us, warriors of the Shadow Isles? Asked Jarvan the moment he and Fiora were going to leave. Mordekaiser chuckled:

Take a seat Ladies and Prince...As he gestured, Jarvan and Fiora sat on the one of the two long benches that were in the room, and Diana turned her her head to show her interest. Mordekaiser sat down. He looked them all with a serious glare, and coughed a little before he started:

Something threatens the Isles... Cenuries ago, there was a great wizard of dark magic who lived in a castle in the forest of Erguar, was killed by his enemies, the defenders of the light. In the moment of his death, the wizard, Nebulor was his name, casted a curse that one day his ghost would conquer the whole island.

Ohhhhh...Is theye anything in these Isles not cuysed oye haunted? Wondered Fiora, speaking always with her distinctive french accent.

Hardly...Replied Hecarim struggling to think of something from the Isles that didn't look like it came out from a Tim Burton movie.

The point is.. Mordekaiser continued... That all this time his spirit was gathering its power until the right moment, and now with the defenders far gone, Nebulor's dark power, haunted the forest, everyone who entered it until now is missing and he's probably dead. His powers will grow until all of the Isles will be lost within his dark terror.

So, the good ghosts are after the bad one... Said Diana looking unimpressed.

Hardly, good... Replied Jarvan...Mr. Horseman here made a massacre in Demacia before he entered the League...he gave an angry stare at Hecarim whose skull looking face and devilish smile gave away he didn't regret his actions at all. Jarvan was squishing his lance with his hand and was ready to start a fight, when Fiora asked:

Speaking of ze League, did you infoym the Institute of Waye about youye situation?

They will only make things worse...Mordekaiser replied in disgust...They will bring all their forces to the Isles and all they' re going to do is make the spirit angrier. To defeat him, we have to deceive him. Go to the Forest, the five of us, sneek into the castle, find his grave, where his soul and the curse are bound, and destroy it! Mordekaiser's last words echoed through the room and an awkward silence followed, as Diana, Fiora and Jarvan froze in the anouncement of the plan. Then Jarvan frowned and said in a cold tone:

Let the Isles burn... They are a land of monsters anyway... he focused his last words on Hecarim, and headed for the door... Fiora, are you coming?

What makes you think that Nebulor will stop in the Isles? Hecarim's words hit Jarvan like a knife in the back, he stood still and turned his head to the right while his body was still facing the door.

Is that posibble? He asked as his face darkened...

Nebulor was greedy as far as we know... Always aiming for more... Mordekaiser said, waving his hands in a casual way...

We can't take such a big yisk... Fiora said looking at Jarvan while still sitting on the bench. They were staring at each other quite sceptical for a few seconds and then the prince said:

When do we start?

As soon as possible... Mordekaiser replied... There is no time to waste.

What about you, scorn of the moon? Hecarim turned to Diana.

A team is like a chain, if a ring of it is broken then it is not useful anymore.

I take that as a yes... Hecarim answered and grinned.

But call me scorn again and I will tear your light blue glowing guts apart!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Hecarim laughed loudly at her threat.

It's settled then... Mordekaiser ended the conversation and all together left the room and went for the portal that leads to the Shadow Isles.