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Noxian by birth, Shieda Kayn and others like him were conscripted as child soldiers, a
cruel practice employed by only the most devious commanders in Boram Darkwill’s
empire. Following the disastrous battle at the Placidium of Navori, the invasion was
supposed innocent. Thus, barely able to lift the blade he had been given, Kayn’s first
Striking against the province of Bahrl, Noxian forces landed at the mouth of the Epool
River. Kayn and the others were a reluctant vanguard, facing disorganized bands of
locals defending their home from these returning invaders. While his young comrades
were cut down or fled the battlefield, Kayn showed no fear. He dropped his heavy
sword and snatched up a fallen sickle, turning to face the shocked Ionians just as the
Two days later, after word had spread throughout the southern provinces, the Order of
Shadow came upon the grisly scene. Their leader, Zed, knew this area had no tactical
significance. This massacre was intended as a message. Noxus would show no mercy.
A flickering glint of steel caught his eye. A child of no more than ten lay in the mud,
leveling his broken sickle at the master assassin, bloody knuckles straining white. The
boy’s eyes harbored a pain that belied his age, yet still burned with all the fury of a
hardened warrior. This tenacity was not something that could be taught. Zed saw in
this child, this abandoned Noxian survivor, a weapon that could be turned against
those who had sent him here to die. The assassin held out his hand and welcomed Kayn
Acolytes traditionally spent years training with a single weapon of their choosing, but
Kayn mastered them all—to him, they were mere tools, and he was the weapon. Armor
his enemies with quickness and stealth. These swift executions instilled fear in the
And as Kayn’s legend grew, so did his arrogance. He truly believed that one day his
This hubris led Kayn to embrace his final test: to seek out a darkin weapon recently
unearthed in Noxus, and prevent it from ever being used against the weary defenders
of Ionia. He accepted without hesitation, never questioning why he had been chosen
for this task. Indeed, where any other acolyte would have destroyed the living scythe
The corruption took hold the moment his fingers closed around the weapon, locking
them both in a fateful struggle. Rhaast has long awaited the perfect host in order to
rejoin its darkin brethren and lay waste to the world, but Kayn will not be easily
dominated. He returns to Ionia in triumph, convinced that Zed will name him the new