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Lulu was always a caring and deeply empathetic yordle, who lived as much in her
whimsical daydreams as in reality. One day, while wandering the material realm, she
came upon what appeared to be a bird with a broken wing. She ran to help, at which
point the bird turned into a tiny, mischievous fae spirit. Before she could react, the
faerie grabbed her walking stick and took off. Giggling, Lulu gave chase.
The spirit led her far into the forest. They went over boulders, under logs, and around
ancient, overgrown stone circles. The faerie darted into a cave hidden behind a
waterfall, and Lulu went after it. It flittered ahead, always just out of reach.
Down and down and down they went. Lulu tumbled and scrambled around twisted
roots and glowing mushrooms, and at some point they crossed over into the spirit
realm without her realizing it. Their surroundings became progressively stranger and
more disorienting; up became down, forward became backward, big became small.
Finally, after what seemed forever, Lulu caught up with the faerie, whose name, she
With a click of his tiny fingers, Pix turned her humble walking stick into a spiraling
staff, and tossed it back to her. It sprouted leaves and flowers, making Lulu gasp in
delight. So began their forever-friendship, built of mischief, fun, and love of nature.
Bandle City, Lulu’s home, was a bizarre and magical place that defied logic, where
time was meaningless and the natural laws of the material realm did not wholly apply.
And yet the Glade was a place stranger still—it existed long before yordles came into
the world, and it was perhaps from the Glade that Bandle City itself sprung. A place of
raw primordial magic, it was hidden away so deeply that no yordle had ever found it…
until now.
Here, Lulu’s own magic became wildly magnified. Laughing joyfully, she discovered
she could reshape her surroundings at will, as well as alter her form to whatever she
wanted. Everything and anything from her overactive imagination came to life.
Lulu didn’t know if Pix had brought her here because he saw in her a kindred soul and
simply wanted someone to play with, or if the Glade needed her for some other
purpose—but she fell in love with it instantly. Her life became one of endless creation
She found herself back in the material realm, not knowing if a single day had passed,
or a thousand years. To her surprise and joy, she found that some of her newfound
power had come with her, allowing her to make small things large, change colors to
those more pleasing to her, and cause creatures to fall spontaneously asleep. To Pix’s
endless amusement, she turned the mightiest beasts into tiny, bewildered frogs or
Nevertheless, she began to miss the Glade. She decided to go back, but realized she
didn’t remember the way. Pix was no help, claiming to have forgotten as well, though
Unperturbed, Lulu set out anyway. She was certain the route back to the Glade was
always shifting, making one way as good as another. She simply picked whatever
direction took her fancy at any particular moment, and even threw herself into
seemingly terrible danger whenever it looked fun. Her travels took her far and wide,
and magic, mayhem, and mishap tended to follow wherever she went.
In Demacia, she freed a group of children from their boring history lessons, and led
them off into a nearby meadow. Her game resulted in them being turned into
toadstools for a full turn of the moon, while their desperate parents and the local
militia searched for them in vain. It wasn’t quite what Lulu had intended, but fun
nonetheless. When the children finally returned home and told everyone what had
In the borderlands of the Freljord, Lulu thought it would be hilarious to change the
weapons of two rival tribes into flowers just as they clashed, which resulted in
absolute chaos and confusion. More recently, she has found herself happily lost in
Ionia, playing in the glowing everblooms of Qaelin, and playing pranks on bewildered
acolytes of the Order of Shadow, who she thinks are far too serious for their own good.
While Lulu seeks to return to the Glade, and misses it, she is happy, for every day
And besides, she has come to realize that she carries a part of the Glade in her heart,