Capítulo 70: Chapter 51.1: Kinkou Order, Temple of Xuanian
Orion's consciousness slowly returned, greeted by the fragrance of herbs and incense.
'When was the last time everything felt this peaceful?' he wondered, caught in the brief serenity.
What's more, his bed was soft. Soft?
It took a moment for realization to strike, and his eyes snapped open fully. Nothing hurt as it did before- some mild aches here and there- but deep fatigue clung to his body.
What greeted him was the strange sight of a ceiling formed by intricate weavings of tree branches. His gaze drifted down to a wall where twisting trees formed a perfect barrier against the outside elements.
"Are you Noxian?"
A sharp, distrustful voice startled him.
Sat nearby with her legs crossed was an older lady in her early thirties. Her black hair was tied back in a neat ponytail, her sharp eyes watching him closely. She wore light green, flowing garments that seemed suited for both ceremony and combat, bearing patterns similar to those worn by the man named Shen.
She held a cynical glare as her grip tightened around a weapon Orion couldn't quite identify.
"No," Orion started cautiously. "I'm from Piltover. Where is this... temple?"
"How did you end up here?" She countered, refusing to answer him.
"I don't know," Orion shrugged, sitting up carefully. "Hey, I don't! I didn't want to come here- wherever this place is."
Her grip tightened on her weapon when he expressed his confusion, but after a moment of silence, she exhaled sharply with irritation and her stance softened.
"You're in Ionia," She finally replied. "Forgive my rudeness. I am Mayyam Jhomen Tethi, the Fist of Shadow within the Kinkou Order."
"My name's Orion," Orion said, frowning. "I've never heard of the Kinkou Order..."
"Not surprising. You are foreign." Mayyam replied, shaking her head. "It may not have been intentional, but your arrival caused a magical disturbance- an imbalance." She gestured toward a stitched and bandaged wound on her arm, "We've been dealing with it since."
Before Orion could ask what she meant, a strange laugh made him flinch.
He whipped his head around, blinking in confusion. At first, he thought it was a young child because of its size. But no, this was something different. A small, furry creature darted into sight, grinning mischievously.
"She's getting slow in her age," the creature teased before somersaulting onto the bed with Orion, barely disturbing it.
It wore dark blue and purple robes with golden trim and once again, marked with those same intricate patterns.
Light brown fur poked out from the robes and oversized, blue eyes watched him playfully. A pair of large, furry ears poked out from the robe's hood, strangely they were wrapped with tuffs of fur poking out.
It must have been obvious, his confusion because Mayyam chuckled.
"First time seeing a yordle too?" Mayyam asked, smirking as Orion nodded stiffly.
"Despite their furry cute appearances, don't underestimate them. Especially this one."
"I'm not cute!" the yordle snapped, taking a wide martial arts stance. "I'm dangerous!"
Unimpressed, Mayyam rolls her eyes. "Yes, very dangerous. Why don't you introduce yourself properly so that we can return to our duties?"
"So boring..." the yordle pouted, straightening its robe dramatically. "My name's Kennen! The one and only Heart of the Tempest! And you, young boy, have unusual magic!"
"Our temple draws magic and spirit energy from the land and sea- far and wide. Magic is unpredictable, but it also attracts more magic! Perhaps that is why you are here- swept away in a storm of wild energies!"
Darting forward, the yordle grabs Orion's face with both hands and dramatically says, "You! Must! Help us!" Then, just as suddenly, he released his grip and added flatly, "Because you're the cause."
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