...I would KILL to have you go to Piltover and help a child cross the street! I would take my gun, right here, and shoot someone for that to occur! Why can't you people do that? Everyone thinks you people are all evil because you refuse to do that, and so they unfairly judge the innocent pirate hunter. It's not showing off if you've never done it before!

Quite simple, my cheeky little monkey: Between one and a billion.


Why indeed?

"Am I human?" LeBlanc tapped her chin, "Now that is a very good question. Yes and no, m'dear. That's all I can say. And the Black Rose? Just a little organization I run, just doing things here and there, dear. Nothing of true concern. A time sink if anything."

She took a sip of her tea, "How do you feel about...Hm...Hecarim? He's a bit brutish, and quite loud in my opinion."

Elise nodded her head as she took another sip of her tea "I agree.. the Shadow is a tad.. barbaric.. but, he gets the job done" Elise replied "So.. what is the relationship between you and the tactician Hmm?"

Ryze tried to walk into LeBlanc's room, his scroll getting wedged in the door frame for a moment before he shook it off and gave a quick spit, which landed on his shoe. Walking further in, he looked like he normally did, except with an orb of pure dark matter floating besides his shoulder. He looked at LeBlanc intently.

...

So, are you the real LeBlanc, or just another of those annoying clones she loves so much? I have a couple of questions I need to ask her. He sneered, obviously not entirely happy right then.

You hate all life?

"Nothing really. I advise him in matters every now and then," LeBlanc admitted. "Behind every great man, is a great woman."

The Deceiver fell backwards. Her staff swiftly flew under her and caught her before she hit the floor. Using her staff as a makeshift seat, she took another sip of tea, "Met anyone interesting in the League yet? I mean, aside from me, of course."

"What's wrong, dear? What brings you..."

Her eyes tightened. Her light tone disappeared, "Why do you seek me, Ryze?"

I am not Mordekaiser. Try again, dear.

Elise smiled "Well.. the Widowmaker is quite.. interesting~ as is the deathsinger, Karthus." Elise replied, taking another sip of tea

Ryze gave a quick snort of contempt. Obviously to ask questions. That's why you opened up, right?

He looked at the selection of books arranged across the walls. He gave an occasional shake of his head at half of them. My, what an...odd collection. So much about illusions...not enough about actual magic for my touch. He sat down on one of her seats, propping his feet on a nearby table. But, I must admit, I'm at least a bit curious. For example, where DO those chains come from? Certainly the most real thing about you. And again, why are you so obsessed with illusions? As he said that, he pulled out a book he'd taken from her shelves and slipped on his reading glasses, sneering contemptuously at the words.

This is futile, LeBlanc. Even if I got the right answer, you would lie about it. I almost think you don't care about the outcome of any of our conflicts. You just want to see how long you can go before getting caught.

LeBlanc rolled her eyes, "I meant people other than those from the Shadow Isles, dear. Any other champions you have met?"

Leblanc sighed and shook her head, "And you are the famed Thorn Mage...Right! How are illusions magic?"

She swirled her finger about the room, "For one thing, why do you think I would have any book whatsoever on my magic? Written records are not needed for me. Secondly, your feet are up on my table, yes? Rude, but still true apparently. Third, you think you can walk into my room, make demands from me, and claim my magic false. How adorable. Before I answer your question, 'professor', let me ask you something: How do illusions work, and if I were a corner street magician, how is it I can see your innards bubble out through your nose on the Fields?"

The Deceiver smiled as she disappeared. The room went black, and Ryze suddenly felt like he was falling down a bottomless pit.

"Do give me an answer soon. They say you wake up before you hit the ground in a dream. Let's see what happens when you hit the ground while you are awake, hm?"

Me? Lie? What have I lied about this entire time?