Shadow & Fortune -Some Questions & Thoughts

Lucian

-Where did he get this "awl" spike he used as a weapon? -Where did he learn this Ionian death rite using a sacred needle and thread? -Why were the first first "ill spoken" by a long dead king? -Who is "The Veiled Lady" he mentions? -Lucian talks about "Equilibrium" and "Mantras", Lucian is from Demacia but is his "order" Ionian?

The motion of water and the stone picks of the natives had crafted a labyrinth beneath the city few knew of or even suspected existed. The pale rock walls were etched with looping spirals, rippling waves and things that might have been unblinking eyes. He’d learned these were symbols of the native religion, but whoever had carved them had not visited this place in many years. He’d found it by following the secret symbols of his own order, symbols that would guide him to places of refuge and succor in any city of Valoran.

-Just what is his "order" called? They must be big to have been everywhere on Valoran. -His locket glows with green light whenever Thresh is near, like Sting (LotR)?

Olaf

-Olaf's axe is true ice? -Also...axe? The story seems to imply he doesnt dual wield. -Maybe these are hints for what VU Olaf will look like.

He climbed unsteadily to his feet, brandishing an axe with a blade like a shard of diamond ice.

Other things

Burning roots of Empress of the Dark Forest hung from doors, shutters and nailed up planks.

“People really believe in the Empress?” asked Miss Fortune.

Rafen shrugged, his mouth a thin line and the creases around his eyes pulled tight as he searched the gathering mist for threats. He pulled out a smoldering length of identical root from beneath his shirt.

“It’s all about where you place your faith, isn’t it?”

Are these burning roots magical? I wonder how it would stay alight without burning his clothing. Also seeing as ya know...All Myths Are True

http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/AllMythsAreTrue

I figure this Empress of the Dark Forest could end up being a future champion.

Miss Fortune

Miss Fortune patted her pouch of pistol shot.

“Every one’s been dipped in Myron’s Dark,” she said, loud enough for every one of her thirty-strong company to hear. “If the dead want a fight, we’ll meet them with spirits of our own.”

What's she packing?

She twisted the wheel-lock on each pistol and ingenious mechanisms within reloaded each one.

Semiautomatic Wheelock?!