Grand Reckoning

Talon

It is Noxian tradition to celebrate a great victory, and the triumph of strength over weakness. After their successful campaign into Freljordian territory, a Grand Reckoning is held in celebration of the returning General Darius and his warbands—drawing crowds to every arena in the capital to honor him, and all the renowned Reckoners of years past.

Glimpses of selves in other lives. Clashes of fate in another era. Runeterra is a world rich in possibility as its legends find new destinations and destinies.

Ages of Runeterra

Talon's knife sinks beneath worn armor as his target breathes his last. He glances at the door. There are only moments to escape before guards find the Reckoner dead. Luckily, this man isn't much larger than himself, and if he is seen leaving his room “alive,” they will find the body cold—and Talon long since returned to the Assassin's Guild for payment.

Grand Reckoning Talon

In training, Rell was told that the arena is unforgiving. On the sand, you couldn't rely on anyone but yourself, and maybe your mount… if you could stay in the saddle. But if you let it, that brutal world inside the arena would cut you, bleed you, strike you down. Reckonings were built on blood and iron, forged in the fire of conflict—but so was she.

Grand Reckoning Rell

Sion

Beneath the armor Sion was living flesh and blood, same as every Hand of Noxus who came before him. But whenever he decided to enter the arena, his roar would shake the stands, his bloody signature the crunch of a blunt axe through bone. His footfalls alone made even the most seasoned pit fighter cower in fear… and the crowd loved every minute of it.

Grand Reckoning Sion