We Need to Save Kled

Ladies, gentlemen, potato overlords.

I come before you with a plea. Ever since the Riot Gods saw fit to release the majesty that is Kled from their shining vault and unleash him upon the rift I have been in love. Here at last was a champion with personality enough to rival that of an entire Rammus one for all squad! Truly a time to be alive!

However, as time moved on I began to notice something. A sinister undertone and a call for help in Kled's battle cries hidden beneath the layers of madness. At first I assumed this was just my imagination, but more careful examination has proved this notion to be false. Kled is a Yordle under constant threat of abuse. Living his life in terror has shattered his mind, driven him into alcoholism and isolated him from the world. The architect of this brave Yordle's fall is a a creature soaked in evil, a mastermind of despair and possibly the greatest example of a wolf in sheep's clothing as yet unknown to man. I am of course referring to Skarl.

I hear your cries of disbelief, but do NOT be fooled. Outwardly Skarl has cultivated the appearance of the lovable if cowardly lizard companion. Quick to run but always returning to save his supposed friend before death can claim him. Sadly, this is not the case. My friends, I ask you to look beyond the surface and see Skarl for what it is. Skarl is immortal, he in invulnerable, he lives forever free from harm and has grown bored with his existence. In his quest for distraction he stumbled upon Kled and began to play a game that has continued for countless years since. Scooping up the Yordle and carrying him into danger only to dump Kled the ground and retreat into a nearby bush to observe and cackle at the ensuing chain of events. Returning suddenly before the sweet release of death can claim his toy and end Kled's nightmare for good, only to repeat the game once more. Skarl has yet to grow tired of his game and delights in seeing Kled in a state of constant distress and paranoia.

My hope is that together we can find a way to free Kled from this dastardly beast. Giving him a measure of peace and allow him to live out the rest of his days free from torment. Should one of the Riot God's hear my plea I ask that you take action. I understand that the rift is a place where different rules apply. I can understand and begin to accept it is considered normal to leave a blind man alone in the forest to get beaten up and mugged by strangers. But make an exception to save a poor Yordle from a creature that would watch the world burn before giving up it's favorite toy.

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