*Atop a weathered, crumbling altar, inscribed with faded, long-since forgotten runic symbols, charged with some unknown force...magic, and yet not quite magic, but powerful enough to make your hair stand on edge, a shadowy, masked figure, wielding a glowing vorpal blade in his blackened hand, turns to greet your curious advance.*
Yes. I am the one...who protects all from the great darkness that would seek to destroy it. I am the one...who safeguards your dreams, that they may never become nightmares. I...defend Valoran from the Void.
I am Kassadin. And I am at your will.