Kindred, The Eternal Huntress (Fan Made Lore)

Wolf: "Lamb, tell me a story!"

Lamb:There was once a pale man with dark hair who was very lonely

Deep within the Kumungu jungle resided a man with black beast like hair and that resembled a white lamb. The man was a guardian of a sacred relic that he himself had sworn to never let anyone use. He kept the relic very close to him and nomadically wandered through the jungle in order to keep it hidden and safe. The guardian who wandered the land was known by anyone who had ever seen his face and lived to tell the tale as an old but tired being from another land lost and a keen sense of danger emanating from him. The man had traveled all over the lands of RuneTerra and found the Kumungu Jungle as the safest place because of the hostile lands of the wilds void of civilization. 

Wolf:"Why was it lonely?"

The man had adapted to the nomadic lifestyle and began to recognize that no matter how dangerous and far from civilization a place was, the area was bound to be explored. This put the guardian in a state of worry and anguish. Other people would eventually discover the relic and his goal of protecting it would be all for nothing. He knew what he had to do, he had to take on the armies of expeditions sent by the different territories. But the only way to do this was to use the power he had sworn to protect from use.

**Lamb: "All things must meet this man. So, they shunned him." ** The guardian felt hesitant while looking at the mask split in half with the opposite features of each side. Until he heard a rustle within the brush of the jungle, he heard something soft and falling almost like water but it wasn't quite water it was more like… Sand, the guardian instinctively put on the mask and picked up his ax without even noticing and by the time he had noticed it was too late. He had cursed himself with a forbidden power from another land and time, he had no other choice now, he couldn't run away the soldiers of the Shurima desert had invaded the jungle and were slowly hacking away at the life within. He closed his eyes and opened them, they were glowing a light blue color of power his body became etched with darkness. He stood still for a moment and then leaped to one branch and the next shooting powerful bolts of blue energy and black shadows at the Shurima soldiers. one by one they all fell and the jungle absorbed the ruins of the expedition as if the jungle was a single organism.

**Wolf: "Did he chase them all?" ** Years had passed and the guardian was known as Kindred, the Shurima empire had fallen and now the Noxians and Demacians had become a threat against the Kumungu lands. The Demacians were easy for Kindred to fend off but the Noxians persisted over and over every time with more strength and numbers until it was too much for kindred to handle in the jungle. He had decided to fight the massive expedition head on the plains. this gave him a disadvantage hundreds of years had passed and he knew nothing about the new form of land across Rune Terra. He also didn't know much about how these new factions fought and had no time to observe. Kindred had lost his key points of winning yet he still chose to take on the factions head on with their over whelming force. What he needed was an ally, but he had no one to turn to but himself for survival.

Lamb: "He took an ax and split himself in two."

The first few times, Kindred was successful the power of the mask was still a very formidable power against the Noxians strength but everything has its limits. Kindred had finally lost a battle against the Noxians and as he laid on the ground surrounded by the hundreds of dead Noxians. A general walked up to him with massive armor and a red cape with hulking cleavers. He dropped both of them and they sat in the ground, he picked up Kindred's ax and started to stroke each side observing it. Eventually he stopped looking at the ax and looked toward kindred, gave a grin and with all his force began to slam the ax into Kindred’s face. Kindred saw the ax slowly swing towards him and then a white light flashed around him and flooded the land and he heard a chime with a sudden breeze. He suddenly felt different feelings on both sides of his body almost as if he was being torn apart in two feelings of anger and understanding, doubt and reason, logic and emotion. He tried to reach out to the light with one hand but both went up instinctively. Two voices began to talk “Have I died?” asked a boy “No” Replied a girl. “Then why do I feel anger and sadness” asked the boy “Maybe you were lonely” replied the girl. “What Is your name? I am Wolf!” asked the boy “I am Lamb, Wolf” replied the girl. “Lamb, will you tell me a story?” asked the wolf “I only know of one story” replied the Lamb. “Then we shall make more!” demanded the wolf, the lamb giggled “I guess we shall, wolf.” The lamb and wolf awoke in a strange land unaware of many things but we're certain of one.

Wolf:"So he would always have a friend?"

Lamb:"So he would away have a friend."

I decided to write a little fan lore about Kindred's origins and how I saw it, I was able to play kindred on the PBE and went crazy over how well done the champions design is lore and art wise.

If any of you have suggestions on how I could improve on pretty much anything in this writing I would appreciate it ^_^