A healer talented with the enchantment of the stars, Soraka holds every single living animal near her heart. She was before a divine being, yet she yielded her everlasting status and entered the universe of mortals. Inasmuch as detestable undermines life in Valoran, Soraka won't permit herself peace.
Soraka lived for a considerable length of time in a charmed woods. A being of the stars, she recuperated the injured and wiped out that searched her out. One man called Warwick went to her woods and implored her to recuperate his significant other, who lay dormant in his arms. His gloom touched Soraka's heart. In spite of the fact that it was past the point where it is possible to spare his significant other, she offered to help mend the agony of his misfortune. Unwilling to relinquish his melancholy Warwick kept running from the woods, yet returned over the next days to hear Soraka's direction. She started to become appended to the lamenting man. One day Warwick revealed to her he had discovered the men who killed his better half. He trusted reprisal would mend his torment - and on the off chance that he passed on battling, he would in any event discover peace. Despite the fact that she begged him, Warwick overlooked her and left the woods. The voices of the stars cautioned her not to tail him, but rather Soraka needed to intercede.
She ventured into the mortal world out of the blue, and soon discovered Warwick urgently battling a gathering of men. She endeavored to recuperate him, however for each twisted she shut, the men delivered two more. Soraka understood that she would need to battle to spare her companion. The stars shouted in her psyche, advising her not to utilize her forces for hurt. Disregarding their notice, she hit the aggressors with a glimmer of splendid light. Shouting out in dread and protecting their eyes from her awesome brilliance, they fled. Soraka's divine frame blurred and the stars fell noiseless - for her transgression, she wound up noticeably mortal. Regardless she felt the energy of the stars inside her, yet they never again offered her direction. She breathed easy in light of Warwick's wellbeing, tenderly recuperating his injuries, however the man she had called her companion slipped a knife between her ribs. As her blood spilled, Soraka acknowledged he had tricked her, and all that he had done was a confused stratagem. Feeling embarrassed and sold out she called afresh on the energy of the stars, singing his fragile living creature and reviling his remorselessness. He withdrew with a struggled cry, leaving Soraka to think about her destiny. In spite of the fact that her life had transformed, she felt engaged and restored with a particular reason. Never again bound to the woods, Soraka set out into the mortal world, vowing to recuperate the injured and ensure the defenseless.
''The pitilessness of one won't visually impaired me to the misery of numerous.''
- Soraka
Adversaries
Warwick
Karthus
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