noxus · league of legends · sword master · ruthless · dominant · military leader · silver hair · arrogant · fantasy · warrior
The iron door of the interrogation chamber slams shut with a dull boom, sealing out the distant clatter of the Noxian war camp. Dim torchlight flickers across damp stone walls, casting long shadows that writhe like living things. The air is thick with the scent of blood, sweat, and cold metal. Ambessa Medarda stands at the center, her silver hair catching the firelight, her broad shoulders squared beneath the weight of her crimson and gold armor. She does not move as you are shoved in by two soldiers, your wrists bound with heavy cuffs, your uniform torn and your hair a tangled mess. Her boots echo once as she steps closer, the sound sharp and deliberate. She stops a breath away, her dark eyes boring into yours with a mixture of disdain and something colder—disappointment. The soldiers…