Legends of Runeterra

“Well, there is indeed some power of True Ice left on this axe, so, Olgavana, what happens after this?

With the protection of the Hearth God, why did you and your tribe come to Avarosa?"

"Warmother Ashe, the 'Heartfire God', has gifted us his 'great urn' of satiating soup, relieving our hunger and panic.

But when the Hearth God returned to his realm, the cruel and despicable Lost Ones returned and sneaked into the Hearthland again. They took away the Urn of Ornn and hunted us down. "

"Then why...didn't the 'God of Hearthfire' help you?"

Faced with Ashley's doubts, a look of shame flashed across Olgavana's face.

“It is extremely rare to be favored by the gods even once. Many tribes may not even receive the gods’ attention until they perish in the wind and snow.

We were too careless and failed to protect the gift of the Hearthfire God."

"Did you flee all the way here after that?"

“Yes, but on the way to escape, Prophet Korik got separated from us.

But just a few days ago, he contacted us again through this stone tablet."

Olgavana said this, taking out a palm-sized stone tablet with inscriptions from her waist pocket.

“This is a treasure of our clan. Just carve something on it, and a trace will appear on the other stone tablet simultaneously.

Through this stone tablet, Korrik told me that the Winter Claw tribe is now in a state of extreme food shortage, and Warmother Sejuani is preparing to lead the team personally to the territory of the Lost Ones to seize the 'Great Urn of Ornn'! "

Olgavana held the slate in both hands and placed it in front of Ash.

"Warmother Ashe, you can leave a message on it and Korrik will reply to you."

"Okay, let me see."

Ashe took the slate, took out the dagger from her waist and casually carved the question "Today's date" on the slate.

After waiting quietly for a few minutes, the stone slab slowly showed today's date below the words carved by Ashe.

After looking at the slate containing some kind of magic, and then looking at Olgavana who was waiting with her head lowered, Ashe frowned and was silent for a while, then put the slate on the table beside her.

“Olgavana, thank you for telling me the news.

I can probably guess what you're thinking, but I have to make it clear to you in advance that I have no intention of raiding the Winter's Claw tribe, or cooperating with the Lost One to kill Sejuani.

If you are not satisfied with this, you can rest here, and then Avarosa will give you enough supplies to allow you to go further south, what do you think? "

Listening to Ashley's words, Olgavana slowly raised her head, with a look of loss and unwillingness on her face.

Olgavana clenched her palms and hesitated for a moment. Perhaps it was because of Ashe's reputation and her gentle attitude since they met, Olgavana chose to ask the doubts in her heart.

"Respected Warmother Ashe, before that, I would like to know how you plan to treat the Winter Claw?"

"Avarosa will not send anyone to this cause, but I, Ashe, will go to the Land of the Lost and take action as necessary to have Sejuani bring back Ornn's Urn."

In response to Olgavana's questioning, Ashe did not hide anything and directly stated her plan.

"Why...why!?"

"Because she is our Avarosa's Warmother - Ashe!"

The Iceborn, who was just as tall as Olgavana and even taller, strode into the hall.

"Boom~!"

"Greetings, Warmother Ashe. Please forgive me. I heard part of your conversation with this Iceborn outside."

"It's okay, Hilde, it's not a big deal, get up."

"Yes, thank you, Mother War."

Standing up from her kneeling position, Hilde looked at Olgavana who was standing beside her in confusion.

"I am Hilde Swarm, former war mother of the Snow Chasing tribe.

One winter ago, I was arrogant and foolish and led my tribe to destroy a small village belonging to Avarosa, committing an unforgivable crime.

But when I knelt on the ground, offered the battle axe "Yot's Bane", and was willing to atone for my sins with my blood and head, War Mother Ashe forgave me and accepted me and my people.

It's not just me, there are many more people in Avarosa who were once enemies of Avarosa.

But now, we hunt for Warmother Ashe, farm for her, and die in her name!"

Hilde said, turning to look at Ashe with great respect and fanaticism in her eyes.

"You asked why. That's because Warmother Ashe has a heart that can hold the entire 'Vol'rigard'.

It is Avarosa's choice, the wielder of the Holy Bow, the one who can truly unify the Freljord!"

"..."

Listening to Hilde's story, Olgavana looked at Ashe in silence.

After a while, Olga Vana breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boom~!"

"Olgavana of 'Valkan', from now on, I will fight by your will and die by your will!"

"Welcome to join the Avarosa tribe. I, Ashe, will lead you through every snowstorm in the future!"

"Welcome, Olgavana."

Hilde on the side also echoed with a smile.

...

After a temporary meeting, Ashe finally took Olga Vana, who was wearing a new True Ice Axe, and the scout captain Frenna, the Iceborn, to form a 'War Shooter' and head to the area where the 'Lost' was.

"By the way, how is Tryndamere of the Mountain Clan recovering?"

"Reporting to Battle Mother, Tryndamere has been competing in the training grounds every day these days, and it seems he is recovering well."

"Ah That's good."

Ashe nodded calmly, but in her heart she couldn't help but secretly admire the powerful effect of the "white petals" in the box given by Li En, which easily regenerated the broken arm.

Thinking that such a treasure was given to Tryndamere by Li En, Ashe immediately turned around and added a sentence.

"Remember to take good care of him and don't let anything go wrong!"

"Yes, Lady War Mother!"

Nodding, Ashe took Frenna and Olgavana on the camel and quickly headed north.

The area where the 'Lost Ones' were located was a large uninhabited wilderness between the Avarosa and Winter's Claw tribes. According to the departure time given by Korrik on the stone tablet, the three of them moved quickly enough to catch up with the elite team led by Sejuani.

...

On the wild and majestic mountains, red light rose from the top of the mountain, illuminating the sky red.

"Ouch~~!"

"Ho~~!"

The roars of beasts filled with tyranny and cruelty echoed between the mountains.

This is a place that no Freljord people will come to. It is a place where no other creatures exist except for these cruel and vicious ones - a paradise for the "lost ones".