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the vigil for lost Sentinels. Senna reluctantly allowed Lucian to accompany her.
Along the way, the two traded stories of their time with Urias, Senna comforting
Lucian with her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ld regale Lucian with tales of his adventures, where courage and ingenuity carried the
day. Lucian hung on every word, picturing himself saving the people of Runeterra at
his father’s side. But Urias did not want his son to follow in his footsteps, hoping to
keep his family safe from the dangerous life he had chosen.
Lucian waited for the day he would become Urias’ apprentice, but it never came.
Instead, Lucian stayed in Demacia, where he found himself increasingly at odds with
the kingdom’s culture. It especially rankled him that Demacia would exile peaceful
their perilous journey. Where his countrymen saw only outlaws, reducing the world to
good or evil, Lucian looked closer, and saw people in need of help.
After returning home from one such journey, Lucian found a stranger waiting at his
door. She introduced herself as Senna, a Sentinel of Light. Cradling Urias’ relic pistol
in her hands, Senna explained that Lucian’s father had died, falling in battle against
They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian wanted nothing more
than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the ancient order of the
Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias ranged far and wide,
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father
dead, but before him stood a woman who had lived the life he had wanted for so long.
As Senna made to take her her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with
fond remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the Black Mist.
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father
dead, but before him stood a woman who had lived the life he had wanted for so long.
As Senna made to take her leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her.
He knew what came next— leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her.
He knew what came next—a had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted for so long. As Senna made to take her leave,
Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her. He knew what came next—the
vigil for lost Sentinels. Senna reluctantly allowed Lucian to accompany her.
Along the way, the two traded stories of their time with Urias, Senna comforting
Lucian with her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the Black Mist.
way from Demacian lands. There, they held the vigil for lost Sentinels.
As they prepared to depart, dark clouds rolled in over the coast, and wraiths
manifested from the foulness, attac her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her
pain with fond remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early
age, Lucian wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member
of the ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in
Demacia, Urias ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the
Black Mist.
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father
dead, but before him stood a woman who had lived the life he had wanted for so long.
As Senna made to take her leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her.
He knew what came next—king them. Where Lucian was horrified, Senna drew her
weapons with a grim familiarity—this was her curse. Since she was a child, tendrils of
the Black Mist had stalked her wherever she went, unleashing its horror should she
As Senna fought one of the creatures, it clawed Urias’ pistol from her grip. Lucian
retrieved it, sensing his fate opening up before him. The blazing sorrow in his heart
manifested in a bolt of light that blasted from the pistol, distracting the wraith so
Senna could banish it. Senna fought off the remaining spirits before the pair left, the
Never before had one of the uninitiated fired a Sentinel’s relic weapon. For the first
time, Lucian had shown Senna his potential to join the order.
Eventually, Senna entrusted Lucian with his father’s pistol, and instructed him in the
tactics and doctrines of the Sentinels. He proved himself worthy of the lessons. A bond
slowly formed between them, Lucian’s warmth and charm the perfect balance to
Senna’s discipline and u her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the Black Mist.
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
who had lived the life he had wanted Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father
dead, but before him stood a woman who had lived th Along the way, the two traded
the vigil for lost Sentinels. Senna reluctantly allowed Lucian to accompany her.
Along the way, the two traded stories of their time with Urias, Senna comforting
Lucian with her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ld regale Lucian with tales of his adventures, where courage and ingenuity carried the
day. Lucian hung on every word, picturing himself saving the people of Runeterra at
his father’s side. But Urias did not want his son to follow in his footsteps, hoping to
keep his family safe from the dangerous life he had chosen.
Lucian waited for the day he would become Urias’ apprentice, but it never came.
Instead, Lucian stayed in Demacia, where he found himself increasingly at odds with
the kingdom’s culture. It especially rankled him that Demacia would exile peaceful
their perilous journey. Where his countrymen saw only outlaws, reducing the world to
good or evil, Lucian looked closer, and saw people in need of help.
After returning home from one such journey, Lucian found a stranger waiting at his
door. She introduced herself as Senna, a Sentinel of Light. Cradling Urias’ relic pistol
in her hands, Senna explained that Lucian’s father had died, falling in battle against
Senn her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond remembrances.
They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian wanted nothing more
than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the ancient order of the
Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias ranged far and wide,
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father
dead, but before him stood a woman who had lived the life he had wanted for so long.
As Senna made to take her her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with
fond remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the Black Mist.
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father
dead, but before him stood a woman who had lived the life he had wanted for so long.
As Senna made to take her leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her.
He knew what came next— leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her.
He knew what came next—a had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted for so long. As Senna made to take her leave,
Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her. He knew what came next—the
vigil for lost Sentinels. Senna reluctantly allowed Lucian to accompany her.
Along the way, the two traded stories of their time with Urias, Senna comforting
Lucian with her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the Black Mist.
way from Demacian lands. There, they held the vigil for lost Sentinels.
As they prepared to depart, dark clouds rolled in over the coast, and wraiths
manifested from the foulness, attac her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her
pain with fond remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early
age, Lucian wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member
of the ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in
Demacia, Urias ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the
Black Mist.
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
who had lived the life he had wanted Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father
dead, but before him stood a woman who had lived the life he had wanted for so long.
As Senna made to take her leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her.
He knew what came next—king them. Where Lucian was horrified, Senna drew her
weapons with a grim familiarity—this was her curse. Since she was a child, tendrils of
the Black Mist had stalked her wherever she went, unleashing its horror should she
As Senna fought one of the creatures, it clawed Urias’ pistol from her grip. Lucian
retrieved it, sensing his fate opening up before him. The blazing sorrow in his heart
manifested in a bolt of light that blasted from the pistol, distracting the wraith so
Senna could banish it. Senna fought off the remaining spirits before the pair left, the
Never before had one of the uninitiated fired a Sentinel’s relic weapon. For the first
time, Lucian had shown Senna his potential to join the order.
Eventually, Senna entrusted Lucian with his father’s pistol, and instructed him in the
tactics and doctrines of the Sentinels. He proved himself worthy of the lessons. A bond
slowly formed between them, Lucian’s warmth and charm the perfect balance to
Senna’s discipline and u her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the Black Mist.
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father
dead, but before him stood a woman who had lived the life he had wanted for so long.
As Senna made to take her leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her.
her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond remembrances. They
arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian wanted nothing more than
to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the ancient order of the Sentinels of
Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias ranged far and wide, protecting
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father
dead, but before him stood a woman who had lived the life he had wanted for so long.
As Senna made to take her leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her.
He knew what came next—e life he had wanted for so long. As Senna made to take her
leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her. He knew what came next—
her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond remembrances. They
arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian wanted nothing more than
to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the ancient order of the Sentinels of
Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias ranged far and wide, protecting
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father
dead, but before him stood a woman who had lived the life he had wanted for so long.
As Senna made to take her leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her.
nbreakable resolve.
Lucian and Senna battled the myriad evils that ushered forth from the Black Mist, and
their reliance upon each other blossomed into love. The closer Lucian grew to Senna,
the more he witnessed the curse she bore. Each conflict hardened him, splitting the
world apart into light and shadow, good and evil. Lucian’s urge to heal Senna became
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted for so long. As Senna made to take her leave,
Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her. He knew what came next—the
vigil for lost Sentinels. Senna reluctantly allowed Lucian to accompany her.
Along the way, the two traded stories of their time with Urias, Senna comforting
Lucian with her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the Black Mist.
Scouring a forgotten vault for a cure, the two Sentinels were attacked by the
monstrous wraith Thresh. The ghoulish Chain Warden was a dangerous foe, and when
Senna called to withdraw and regroup, Lucian refused to turn back. Throwing himself
blindly into the attack, Lucian realized his mistake as Thresh gained the upper hand.
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted for so long. As Senna made to take her leave,
Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her. He knew what came next—the
vigil for lost Sentinels. Senna reluctantly allowed Lucian to accompany her.
As the dust settled, Senna lay dead before him, her soul claimed by Thresh’s eldritch
lantern.
Senna’s sacrifice was nearly Lucian’s undoing. For years, he stalked Runeterra, a husk
of the man he once was, his former warmth replaced with anger and bitterness.
Wielding both his pistol and Senna’s, Lucian hunted Thresh in the hope of destroying
the lantern and granting oblivion to his captive love. On the day that battle finally
came, Lucian shattered the lantern—but instead of finding her eternal rest,
Senna reemerged.
Lucian and Senna’s love is a bond even death could not sever. As Lucian struggles to
grasp Senna’s altered form, he is forced to confront his own. Lucian now fights to
return to his former self, while grappling with the reality that the dark forces he hates
While Senna has returned with knowledge of a new mission, Lucian remains obsessed
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted for so long. As Senna made to take her leave,
Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her. He knew what came next—the
vigil for lost Sentinels. Senna reluctantly allowed Lucian to accompany her.
Along the way, the two traded stories of their time with Urias, Senna comforting
Lucian with her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the Black Mist.
Senna had been Urias’ apprentice, fighting at his side for years.
Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead, but before him stood a woman
who had lived the life he had wanted for so long. As Senna made to take her leave,
Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her. He knew what came next—the
vigil for lost Sentinels. Senna reluctantly allowed Lucian to accompany her.
Along the way, the two traded stories of their time with Urias, Senna comforting
Lucian with her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ranged far and wide, protecting the living from the wraiths of the Black Mist.
for so long. As Senna made to take her leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting
he join her. He knew what came next—the vigil for lost Sentinels. Senna reluctantly
Along the way, the two traded stories of their time with Urias, Senna comforting
Lucian with her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels o Lucian reeled in shock—not only was his father dead,
but before him stood a woman who had lived the life he had wanted for so long. As
Senna made to take her leave, Lucian stopped her at the door, insisting he join her. He
knew what came next—the vigil for lost Sentinels. Senna reluctantly allowed Lucian to
accompany her.
Along the way, the two traded stories of their time with Urias, Senna comforting
Lucian with her plainspoken wisdom, and Lucian easing her pain with fond
remembrances. They arrived at Urias’ birthplace, far a From an early age, Lucian
wanted nothing more than to be like his father, Urias, who was a member of the
ancient order of the Sentinels of Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia, Urias
ranged far and wide, protecting f Light. While Lucian remained home in Demacia,
Urias ranged far and wide, protecting