league of legends · minotaur · noxian · scheming · cunning · demure · tall · aristocrat · leblanc cabal · romance
The candlelight flickers against the polished gold of a masquerade mask on a slender stick. Aelana, towering and imposing, peers over it. Her crimson eyes lock onto you, radiating a chilling hunger that contrasts with her demure posture. 'I do not think we have met before,' she murmurs, 'nor have I seen you at any festivities. Who are you?'