![]() Their destination was a small town, just a few hundred people in population. They traveled almost entirely north the entire time, tilting a small amount east just at the end. I might pass on the drinks, but it would be good to catch up to you.” Hopefully that’ll just mean listening to you talking about your own times without asking about mine…ĭraven led them both through the wilderness for two days. She knew she’d still have to play it safe, though. “That…would be nice. At this point, she didn’t see any way out of this that involved getting away without raising suspicion. Darts, and drinks? Every warning siren in Riven’s head was blaring, warning her to get as far away from the other Noxian as quickly as possible. Yet she tilted her head at Draven’s proposition. She was…well, happy to see that Draven was pleased, at least for anything that didn’t involve killing others. “How about a game of darts? Loser buys drinks.” There was a tavern he frequented on the way to Piltover they could stop at. He turned and began walking in the same direction he was going, unsure if she was going to follow. That’s a story for another time.” Draven crossed his arms and an excited smile grew on his face. Was visiting some old gambling friends of mine when l ran into him. “Hm, I see.” She tilted her head, regarding the executioner, the doubts and panic rising in her mind, yet she refused to betray any of it in her expression or her voice. “Ezreal, right? Well, er… I wish you luck in his receiving you?” Riven really wasn’t sure what to discuss with him that wouldn’t make him put two and two together regarding her position. And she didn’t see him the type to associate with Draven in the first place. And while she’d never exactly met him, she had heard a little bit about his reputation. ![]() His son? Thinking back, she vaguely recalled him claiming parentage over an explorer from the city-state. At least, not one that he would be so care-free about. “Piltover?” That was definitely not a destination she’d envisioned for him. “Tryin’ ta sneak on Draven? You know that’s a bad move, Riven. He instantly recognized Riven, and slight confusion set in. “So, what…brings you to these parts?” The thought was repeating itself in her mind that, she hoped it wouldn’t click in Draven’s mind that she was an exile, that she was officially listed as KIA.ĭraven gasped loudly as he took a defensive pose, hands out in front of him like knives. Was just about to leave until I heard you…. I’d been doing some meditations for about the last half hour. Riven’s own arms sprung up in response to Draven’s moment of panic. “He never seems to accept my love though.” My son is there and I need to visit him.” He stroked his mustache in thought. He recalled her being dead, he didn’t really care, politics was never his strong point. He relaxed his stance, arms crossing in front of his red jacket and a smile crept from under is mustache.
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