Ezreal walked cheerfully ahead, humming a tune he had heard Garen sing during the Demacian training exercises. Being an explorer he was blessed with the opportunity to see far and wide and find marvelous artifacts. Today was one of those days.
A glimpse of gold caught his eye and he stopped, turning to look in it's direction. There, lying in a clutter of grass was a small gold trinket. Curious the explorer walked over, his boots making light stepping sounds on the soft earth. The item looked unfamiliar and had a strange raven-like symbol on the front. Ezreal's curiosity got the better of him and he picked up, examining the object in his gloved hand.
Suddenly there was a bright flash of light and the blond explorer found himself falling, as if a strong force had knocked him backwards. With a thud he landed on the ground, the amulet flying into the air. Before he could yell for help another bright flash blinded him and he found himself blacking out, his vision became blurry. Helplessly he mumbled a feeble cry before he was out cold.
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