The tale of Poro (Original short story) League of legends story about poros

Hey guys, i had to write this story for an English project and got a really good grade. I was also quite proud of it so i decided that i wanted to share it with the league community. Though some parts do have to do with lore, most of this is completely made up by myself, so don't go thinking that the stuff that is said in the story has any relevance with the league lore world.

Plz no h8 m8 I'm alright with criticism tho And I'm sorry for any grammatical mistakes or capitalization mistakes, I've never been any good at that stuff

Please feel free to post anything Poro related in the comments because i ruv dem :333333 I hope you enjoy it. heeerreee weee goooooo

                                                                                       _**The tale of Beenut**_

With his big eyes, adorable curved horns, tiny feet, abnormally large tongue, and fur as white as Freljordian snow, Beenut could have been the cutest creature to ever exist. Beenut is a Poro. Poro’s wonder the howling abyss in search of Poro Snax and love. The odd being may cross their path and become completely enthralled with their cuteness.

The howling abyss was a rather calm place. Used as a home to the poros, there was a sleeping quarters that was underground so that there was a slightly warmer place to sleep, rather then up in those mountains. The Poro’s are very social creatures. they like to do everything with each other. During the day they go outside and play with one and other; all Poros have best friends, “Poro-Friends” do everything together.. Beenut’s best friend was a Poro named Ryan. Beenut had known Ryan for about 12 years, and since, done almost everything with him. One of their favorite things to do together was hunting for Poro Snax. The Poro’s believe that the Poro Snax grow in the lands of the abyss, but Braum, a strongman known as the heart of the Freljord to most, lays them down on the abyss floors as the Poros are engaged in slumber. 

Braum would come to the abyss on a regular basis to feed the Poros and play with them. Braum’s mother bakes all the Poro Snax and packs him a large backpack full of them every  

night before he leaves the house. On his way to the Rift, Braum always stops at the abyss to socialize with the Poro’s before what will be a long day at work.

It was a cold day on the abyss, and all the Poros where excited! Beenut ran as fast as he could over to Ryan’s quarters to see if he wanted to go Poro-Snax hunting with him. Of course Ryan wanted too! They put on their hunting hats and went out to search for some Poro-Snax! They looked in all of their favorite places, in the bushes, in the fountains, but they couldn’t even find one Snax, they where both very disappointed. At last! They had found one Poro-Snax! Ryan split it in half with his tiny paws and took a bite. Ryan’s eyes squinted in disgust. The Poro-Snax had been stale, as if it had been there for weeks. Both of the disappointed fluff balls walked back home, with nothing to do the Poros went to sleep.

Beenuts sleep was interrupted at approximately 4 am. A Poro named Jake had run over to him and told him to gather his things because they had to go. Beenut was scared, he didn’t know what was going on. Suddenly, he heard an explosion. *BOOM*. Beenut jumped and got his secret stash of Poro Snax and ran as a fast as his tiny legs could go toward where Ryan was sleeping. Jake had told him there wasn’t enough time but Beenut didn’t care, he wasn’t going to leave his best friend unattended at a time of terror. Beenut got to where he left Ryan last night. Ryans bed was empty. Beenut squealed as loud as he could; but there was no response. Jake had left beenut alone, he wanted to make sure he got to a safe place. Beenuts legs had gotten weaker and his eyes started to water. He began to walk out of the sleeping quarters out onto the abyss. His eyes Filled with horror. 

War. War had stricken the abyss. Arrows where flying. blood was flowing on the floor. Grunts, screams, and  yelps could be heard. Beenut was afraid. The most afraid he had ever been in his entire life. An arrow was flying straight in Beenuts direction. He started running the opposite direction as fast as he could, but the arrow seemed to be chasing him. Beenut ran the fastest he ever had trying to get ahead of the arrow. But his tiny feet where unable to reach a speed fast enough. the arrow was just about to hit him. Beenut seemed to have embraced death. he knew he couldn’t out run the arrow. he curled into a ball and laid on the ground. It seemed almost in slow-motion. The arrow was coming for him. he could feel every second. Just as the arrow was about to hit him, Beenut felt cold for the first time. Everything just went pitch black for him. it went from dawn to the dark of the darkest night. Beenut thought he was dead. he uncurled and saw Braum holding his shield above him protecting him from the arrow that was about to take his life. Braum looked at Beenut and said, “Lost are we little fellow? You must get out of here! these battle grounds are no place for Poros to play!” Braum picked beenut up and walked him out of the battle.

Braum had placed Beenut just outside the battlegrounds. He could see troops getting ready to enter the battle. He saw some people he had heard about in legends. He saw Taric and his precious gems, he saw Twitch who he tried to avoid because of his stench. But non of those seemed to matter to Beenut because he say the one, the only. Draven; Beenut was Draven's biggest fan. Draven had saved the abyss many years back from a dark lord named.

-well Beenut would be unhappy with me if i was to say his name so i shall just call him a dark lord that was once a yordle but was cut out from his society for being too violent-. Beenut went up to Draven and made a squeak, Draven looked down and said “AYYEEEEE, I AM DRRRRRRRRAAAAVVVVVEEEENNNNNNN. How are you little guy?” Beenut blushed and walked off.

What was Beenut to do? There wasn’t a Poro anywhere in sight, “WHERE IS RYAN?!” was the only thought that went through Beenut’s mind.

Beenut didn’t know how to get out of the abyss. He had never left in his life. So he started to try and ask people. Everyone he asked said they either didn’t have time to tell him, or some of them just didn’t understand his little squeaks, because... you know Poro’s can’t speak.  There was a weird figure in the corner, his face seemed to be covered by a mask, or was it a mask? he held a small staff and a lot of white fluffy hair. Beenut was giving up, so he went up to him. He was humming beautifully. Beenut tried to get his attention but he just kept on humming. after about 3 minutes he finally realized he was unable to speak and humming was his way of communicating. Beenut did all he could to try to make Bard (the mysterious figure) understand what he was trying to do. Bard nodded slowly and chimed a chimey chime as he wooshed his hands over the wall and a portal appeared. Beenut was unsure if he should enter as he couldn’t see through it. It was a green structure with particles floating around the middle of it. He didn’t have anything to lose. He looked at bard looked at the portal and then looked back at bard. Took the deepest breath a Poro of his sizes lungs could handle and jumped straight into the portal. there was a flash so bright it made Beenut shut he eyes instantly. he then fell from about 2 feet in the air and landed on the floor. He seemed to be in the middle of an ice tundra. He was alone. It seemed Bard had not followed him though the portal. He looked around but couldn’t see anything he recognized. He had never left the abyss before, so he had no knowledge about the world outside

It was starting to get dark and Beenut was not happy about it. He picked up his pace and started to walk faster towards the horizon. As he walked, he noticed something on the ground. Foot prints. Beenut was sure they were Poro foot prints. he did his best to follow them but the night sky had already darkened to its fullest and Beenuts eyes were unable to decipher where the next foot print was. He decided it was best he went to sleep; so the little ball of fluff dug himself a little hole in the snow and snuggled himself into it.

Morning had broke. the brightness of the sun had awoken Beenut. Beenut stood up from out of his hole and began to look around. He looked around to find the last foot print he saw but it wasn’t there. none of them where there. The nights snowfall had covered the tracks. though Beenut was disappointed that the tracks where gone, it did give him a hint. Because it snows every night on the tundra Beenut was able to figure out that the Poro that made those tracks must have walked there the day that beenut found them. So with all that in mind Beenut walked in the direction he last remembered the foot prints leading. Knowing that the Poro that made those tracks could not be very far, Beenuts hopes to find Ryan had been restored.

After what seemed to be hours Beenut had reached a mountain. The mountain skyrocketed to the highest point that Beenuts mind could fathom. the foot prints began again, inside the cave the falling snow was not able to cover the foot prints that laid underneath the roof of the cave. he followed it up to a stairwell that led far up into the mountains peak. he saw a door that was slightly opened and a dim light was glimmering through it. He put his ear up against the crack and listened in. There were two people talking. Beenut heard one of them say “Now that we have some Poro’s captive, we can send them to the Human world and sell them on the black market for the humans enjoyment!” Beenut was shocked and scared at the same time. He tried to Listen to the other voice, but it seemed like the second person was not in the room, and it was some kind of phone call they where talking on. Beenut could not believe what he just heard. He tried to look through the door. he saw the figure of a short Yordle looking thing. He had goggles going over his eyes. Furry, short fur, but still furry, there was a metal band that came from the back of his head that held his goggles in place. The sight of his face brought instant hate to Beenut. Beenut stormed into the room. He growled as loud as he could. the figure turned around and looked at beenut, “How did you escaped the cages?! silly useless Poro, GO BACK DOWNSTAIRS.”, said the figure. “how dare you distract the mighty Ziggs while at work.” He followed up. He disregarded Beenut and walked out onto the balcony with some papers in his hands. Ziggs was standing right on the edge of  balcony, Beenuts was shivering. Thinking what this man had done to his friends, he just could not handle it. he squealed as load as he could and sprinted towards Ziggs. Right before he got to him he jumped into the air pointing his feet towards Ziggs, and pushed as hard as he could, kicking Ziggs off the mountain top.

Beenut didn’t dare look down. He couldn’t believe what he had just done. But he knew, he did it in the good of all Poro-kind.

He had heard Ziggs tell him to go back downstairs. He thought, “What if all the Poros are downstairs?!” He rushed down the 46 flights of stairs to the bottom of the mountain to see where he could have possibly hidden them. He found a door behind the bottom of the stairs. He opened it. Beenut was the happiest he had been in a long time. There were two cages filled with Poros, Crammed in there together. Though it was upsetting to see them like that, it was a great feeling to know that he had found them.  

“hheheheheh”, Beenut heard coming from behind him. He Jolted and turned around. It was another one of the short furry people. This one had a green hat large blue and red goggles, his ears were sticking out of the top of the hat. This one was not wearing a shirt, but had shorts with a belt and boots that went all the way up to to his knees. Beenut had already hated this creature just by looking at it. But worst of all, he was holding Ryan.

He looked at Beenut and said, “I’ve been expecting you, care to join your friends?” in a very high pitch voice, almost as a 3 year olds. Beenut looked at Ryan. He was pretty much crying. There wasn’t anything he could do about it. “I am Teemo” proclaimed the creature. “Keeper of the Poros”. Beenut looked him straight in the eyes and tried to say “You don’t know what we are capable of” though it came out quite muffled and Teemo could not really understand, he tried to make his point. Teemo looked at him quite confused, but Beenut was already looking at Ryan to make the first move, they knew what they were going to do from the moment they saw each other. Ryan extended his arm as long as it could go. Beenut jumped up and grabbed his arm and swung himself into range to kick Teemo in the face. Teemo fell to the floor. Beenut and Ryan had been reunited and nothing could stop them. Ryan, being as annoyed with Teemo for keeping him captive went over to him, and delivered a kick to his face. Overkill? Yes. Did it matter? No.

Ryan took the Key from the belt of the late Teemo and began to unlock all of the cages and the Poros began to make their way home. While walking towards where beenut last remembered the Portal being, he ran into Bard and Braum, who had heard what happened to the Poros and where on their way to help since the war on the abyss had ended. Bard smiled and Opened the largest portal that he could possibly create. Braum was happy to see 4000 Poros lining up to enter the portal. They all arrived back at the abyss and everyone went to their sleeping quarters. 

Beenut went over to Braum looked him deep in the eyes and smiled. Braum looked and Beenut and said “The goats are wise, eat everything, climb everything, and if something kicks you, KICK IT BACK!” As he winked at Beenut.

Thanks for taking the time to read it, tell me what you thought. Please don't point out spelling/grammatical mistakes.

Poro's op :D

TL:DR Teemo and Ziggs hate Poros and steal all of them. A brave Poro named beenut along side Braum and Bard go and save all the other Poro's

Thanks a ton! can't wait to see what you guys think!