A/N: Here's chapter two. It takes me so loooooooooooooong to come up with these, but luckily I can browse other fics for ideas. R&R please and enjoy.

Ttran2323: Glad you enjoyed this! I had the idea bouncing around in my head for a while and decided to act on it for once.

bobyjhon132: Yeah, I thought it would be appropriate since he hasn't seen anything outside his tower besides the Fields since his summoning. Plus, it adds a lot of humor to the situation. Here's m0ar.

Disclaimer: I don't own LoL. If I did, I would make myself head of the lore division.

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The League's newest addition, Thresh, passed his judgment today and was granted champion status. As usual, I wasn't allowed out of my tower chamber (whenever I'm out of range of the inhibiting seals, just my gaze sends all but the staunchest running for the hills), but the Chain Warden decided to pay me a visit anyway. He didn't enter the room of course, but we had an interesting conversation about the nature of fear through the half-open door.

He also mentioned something about using his lantern to feed Ahri souls which doesn't surprise me. For all her supposed reformations (although she no longer feeds on the living), she remains very soul hungry. It makes sense that League would be too eager to accept someone who could permanently take care of her "problem." I just wish that the summoners would figure out a way to suppress her more carnal desires. If Ezreal shows up to the Fields half asleep and sore from "training" (I've been on Valoran long enough to know what that means), I might get angry and send my crows to follow and irritate him all day.

As long as I've wondered onto the subject of bedroom exploits, I suppose it would do to share this amusing anecdote with you (I know this is being read by someone and when I catch you…I'll think of something later). The Fields of Justice were opened for a practice session due to the lack of matches as well as to introduce Thresh to his new arena. The Sinister Blade, having finished grinding several waves of minions into the dust with her blades had decided to bathe in the River for reasons that I cannot grasp. I was practicing my jungle route and was moving bush to bush when I ran into Garen. I can only assume he was practicing bushlurking, but that was not what caught my attention. The meatbag's mouth was open, his jaw slack, and his face redder than Draven's that one time he asked Sona out on a date before he knew she couldn't speak (it is reported that the normally stoic Darius laughed and pounded his table hard enough to reduce it to splinters within seconds). Naturally, I followed his gaze to discover he was ogling the bathing Du Couteau.

I took careful notice of the effect she had on him and concluded that she must have inadvertently created a new form of stunning spell. I must ask her to perform it in future matches since its effect is quite amazing. Of course, the League does not sanction improvised magic, so the next logical step would be to have the Head Summoner evaluate the spell's power before applying the necessary tweaks to make it fair to use.

Now that I've amused those of you who keep sneakily reading my diary, I suppose I should mention the other noteworthy event that occurred today. The High Council of Summoners (blowhards) decided that they would allow me out of my tower if I agreed to have my powers severely restricted. After years of isolation and boredom, I was quite willing to be put in power shackles if it meant I could wonder around outside the Fields. This shall be quite interesting.

Several pages after this entry are filled with doodles of various commonplace objects such as plates and cups. A detailed drawing of the entry hall of the Institute of War takes up a two page spread.

Hi Fiddle! It's Lux. You left your diary on the chair when you were summoned to the Fields. I'll return it to you once I get the chance.

Fiddlesticks, the only thing preventing me from burning this is my sister's pleas that she finds my attraction to Katarina "cute" and the fact that she promises you won't tell anyone. –Garen

Garen loves the Sinister Blade? This is too funny! I did get that date with Sona though, so joke's on Dar.

–Draaaaaven

P.S. Garen and Kat sitting in a tree S-T-A-B-B-I-N-G.

Crude drawing of Katarina and Garen sitting on Makoai's shoulders, the Sinister Blade stabbing Garen in the throat.

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Now that my diary has been returned, thanks to Lady Crownguard's efforts, it has become clear that it has become some sort of message board for whatever champions get their hands on it. In the interest of advancing my understanding of this world, I'm debating "accidentally" leaving it lying around just to see what others may write in it. Hmm…yes, I shall do just that.

A/N: Here's the end of another woefully short chapter. I usually come up with ideas for this when I'm derping around in the jungle or playing support, so I sometimes don't remember what I thought of. I will try to make the next one longer.

P.S. Constructive criticism is quite helpful. Please help me entertain you.