You speak the truth creature. From the moment I entered this realm, your existence will not end well.
And if I have it my way, it will simply never end...
Evil, psychotic laughter ensues.
The Ursine do not know fear, Terror of the Void. And your blustering befits your ignorance. When you have faced the heart of the storm, then we'll talk. Until then, begone.
Hello great ursine. How goes the state of politics in freljord? How does your claws control lightning? does it hurt? Finally, Why you scare minions?! Wat they do to you?!
Politics in Freljord are as normal. King Tryndamere and Queen Ashe still reign, and the Ursine have a treaty with them, enforced by my being with the League. The Winter's Claw remains opposed to their union in all respects.
My claws control lightning because I ascended to the top of the sacred mountain to commune with the storm, as all Ursine chieftains must in order to gain clarity and wisdom. Through communing with the never-ceasing maelstrom, I have gained the power to control the storm.
My roar is powerful enough to scare lesser creatures. If the minions were stronger, then they wouldn't be frightened by it. Therefore, it is their fault for being scared, as they are weak.
No. They're rather scarce in Freljord. Why?
-Volibear, the Thunder's Roar