In a faraway place known as Lokfar there was a nautical pirate called Kegan Rodhe. Similar to his kin's way, Kegan cruised far and wide with his colleagues, taking fortunes from those sufficiently unfortunate to get their consideration. To a few, he was a beast; to others, only a man. One night, as they cruised through the icy waters, peculiar lights moved over the solidified squanders. There was something sleep inducing about them; it was something that attracted them to it like moths to a fire. Trekking over the solidified waste, they went to a buckle canvassed in antiquated runes. The importance of the runes missing to them, Kegan drove the route inside. There, inside an ideal confine of ice skimmed a moving segment of fire. There was no chance a wonder such as this ought to be consuming, particularly not in this place. Be that as it may, its development was as mesmerizing as a siren's tune, enthralling and enchanting. While the others remained back, Kegan really wanted to approach it while holding out his hand... That is the exact opposite thing Kegan Rodhe recollects, until further notice his body has a place with Brand. It is an animal of time long past circumstances, maybe even a setback of the Rune Wars. It is referred to in old messages as the Burning Vengeance. It is an animal of unadulterated searing scorn that exists for no other explanation than to ruin the universe of men and cordless. Nobody is very certain how Brand discovered his approach to Valoran, however, he started his predations without a moment's delay. Overcome by Demacian strengths, he was given a decision: battle inside the limits of the League or kick the bucket. Actually, he utilized his damaging forces in the League, for the present... ''This place will consume, not by soot flying or breath of twist, but rather by the retribution of my hand.'' - Brand
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