Varus

Compared with patch 7.23.1.

Lore

''The life of an arrow is fleeting, builtOne of nothing but direction and intent.'' For his incomparable skill with the bow and his unquestionedancient senserace of honordarkin, Varus was chosen to be the warden of a sacred Ionian temple. Thedeadly templekiller waswho builtloved to contain an ancient pit of corruption so vile that Ionian Elders feared it could envelop the island in darkness. Varus prided himself ontorment his positionfoes, as only the mostdriving exceptionalthem Ionianalmost warriorsto wereinsanity selectedbefore fordelivering the rolekilling arrow. He lived with his family in a nearby village and led a quiet life of disciplined routine untilwas theimprisoned dayat the forcesend of Noxus invaded Ionia. Their shock troops left nothing but death and desolation in their wake, and the temple lay in their path. Varus was forced to make a decision. He was bound by honor to stay and defend theDarkin templeWar, but without him the village's few inhabitants could offerescaped littlecenturies resistancelater againstin the oncoming war machine. Gravely, he chose to fulfill his duty as a warden. The corruption could not be allowed to escape. His arrows sundered theremade troopsflesh whoof triedtwo toIonian wresthunters—they thehad templeunwittingly fromreleased him that day. However, when he returned to the village, he found that it had been reducedcursed to a smoldering graveyard. Remorse atbear the sightbow ofcontaining his slain family gave way to overwhelming regret, and then to seething hatred. He swore to slaughter every Noxian invader, but first he needed to becomebound strongeressence. He turned to that which he had sacrificed everything to protect.Varus Thenow pitseeks ofout corruptionthose wouldwho consumetrapped him wholly,in asorder ato flameenact devourshis abrutal wickvengeance, but its abominable powerthe wouldmortals' burnsouls within him until he was lost. This was a path from which there could be no return. With grim resolve, he condemned himself to the black flames, feeling malevolent energy bond to his skin...and with it, the promise of ruin. He left,still seekingresist theevery bloodstep of all Noxians involved with the invasion, a grisly task that eventually led him to the invasion's most infamous perpetratorsway.