Chapter 2:
The icy fields of Frel Jord has always been a contested area. Ever since the three great tribes started their domination over the territory. On this bright and cold evening our story continues in the Capitol of Frel Jord. The palace of the icy talons to be exact. Our story is about to take its first steps and the roles of our champions are about to unfold. The walls are as high as legend has it, the icy towers as glimmering as ever. Frel Jord counts over three-hundred thousand inhabitants, yet so few have powers like the might champions. The capitol of Frel Jord is filled with free slavers from the south. The economy has been flowering the last couple of years and many scientists and professors alike have found their way to the north. It's starting to become a multi-cultural mixture of Runeterrans.
There it is, the magnificent castle of the queen of the North. The birds of Frel Jord often fly by it, seeing nothing but a glim in the snow. Approaching closer, the sharp designed structures begin to reveal. High Born nobles roam the palace steps, socializing and gossiping about the latest news. The palace steps soon came to a deadly silence when a large escort appeared. A dozen guards fully armored in the queens sigil stepped alongside the steps, creating a pathway directly into the castle. Children dropped their belongings and rushed to the highest crate to have a glance upon the arrival. Something like this they have never seen in their life-time. It was the well-known arrival of Anivia, the phoenix of Frel Jord. The last time they have seen her, it was during the Summoners War.
The crowd cheered and chanted, Anivia the protector of the North and ally to the Queen. Even those chants soon came silence when the skies became brighter and snow started to drop in a slowed pace. Wings, could be heard flapping as the snow started covering the palace steps. Guards, who were supposed to remain dead calm; started shivering in the cold breeze. "Look there! It's her, It's really her! Anivia!" One boy screamed as her saw a shim of Anivia's body appearing over the horizon. The glorious wings flapped as the snow formed a single path between the guards. Her beak as sharp as always and wings as huge as legends. Anivia set foot on the ground, on top of her freshly fallen snow path. The guards were as cold as ever, but as soon as Anivia walked by; the warmth started grasping. Anivia made her way to the top of the palace steps, guards opened the doors revealing what seemed to be a throne at the far end of the room. Gently making her way to the edge of the chamber. The doors closed and the guards left the chamber behind it.
"Anivia, you have been terribly missed by the people of Frel Jord." The queen said. Anivia shook off the snow covering her wings. "It's just as terrible as ever here, how much bloodshed still has to come." Anivia mumbled. The queen stood up from her Throne and made her way down to Anivia. "When I, Ashe of the Avarosan; was made Queen. I pledged to unity the Frel Jord. This task is not a simple one Anivia. I hope you understand." Ashe replied. Anivia broadened her wings, revealing battle scars from the battles she once faced. "My time is near it's end Ashe, The cycle of life has made it's end; my rebirth shall take quite some time this time." Anivia sheathed her wings and slowly started walking to the Queens balcony "Follow me Ashe, there is something you have to see." Anivia continued walking as Ashe slowly made pace behind the ticking footsteps. Ashe accelerated her pace as she opened the balcony doors for Anivia. Upon arriving on the Balcony, the scenery quickly changed. This was no longer Frel Jord, Ashe turned around only to see that the door had disappeared. They were no longer in the castle, yet the area reminded her so dearly of Frel Jord. "What is this Anivia, what has happened; where are we." Ashe asked in panic.
A loud roar from the mountains foot shook Ashe's senses. She quickly took her bow, and armed it with one of her magical arrows. Aiming as the foggy mountain foot, she waited patiently. A flying creature came soaring by. Ashe released her fingers, shooting her arrow directly in the beasts heart. The arrow slipped right through the beast. "This isn't real Ashe, at least not yet." Anivia said. Ashe retook her breath as she sheathed her bow. "Than where are we?" Ashe asked confusedly.
The clouds were darkened and blood flowed through the mountain paths. Loud drumming could be heard, but it's not Sejuani's camp. This was the drumming of death, the screams of the people being tortured and feasted upon. Deformed and horrifying monsters roamed the darkness. "This my dear Ashe, will be the future of Runeterra. This will be its future if our people do not unite. I am of the embodiment of ice magic, and soon; if this happens. My rebirth will end, the world as we know it will end". Anivia flapped it wings twice and covered Ashe under one of her wings. Once her wing was off the Queen they appeared to be back exactly where they stood before on the balcony. "There are some shamans and magicians who also had visions of this future. There is a darkness coming, and it's coming for all of us." Anivia said. Ashe walked back inside the throne room, looking pale and disturbed. Her only word to Anivia was "How?". Anivia followed her path and answered " When the time is right, you shall know. For now, find those who wish to unity Runeterra as well; form an allegiance. After that, all there is; is stopping the darkness."
Ashe looked at her throne as she wondered who Anivia was speaking about. If this darkness was real, she would need all the champions of Runeterra to unite under a single banner. She already had a number of allies, but it was far from perfect. "But how do I convince them?" Ashe asked. Hearing no reply Ashe turned around only to see Anivia no longer being there. Looking down upon the ground all she saw was an egg. An icy egg filled with Anivia's energy. As Ashe laid eye's upon it, she was amazed by the eggs beauty. Laying one hand on the top, the egg slowly faded away; turning into snow that the breeze took atop the mountain. Hearing the breeze soar by, Ashe also heard a faint voice coming from the breeze "Faith" it said.