" 'Da best' is wherever I decizzle ta set tha bar each day." - Draven



In Noxus, warriors known as reckoners grill one another up in arenas where blood is spilled n' strength tested�"but none has eva been as bigged up as Draven. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. A forma soldier, he found dat tha crowdz uniquely appreciated his wild lil' flair fo' tha dramatic, not ta mention tha spray of blood from each of his spinnin axes fo' realz. Addicted ta tha spectacle of his own brash perfection, Draven has sworn ta defeat whomever he must ta ensure dat his name is chanted all up in tha empire forever more.

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Even as a orphan on tha streetz of Basilich, Draven was headstrong n' full of bravado, frequently gettin tha fuck into vicious brawls wit olda street lil pimps n' shady underworld thugs. While supremely Kool & Tha Gang up in his own ability�"some would say overconfident�"it is unlikely da thug would have survived childhood had it not been fo' his olda brother, Darius, whoz ass invariably finished tha fights Draven started.

When Basilich fell tha fuck ta tha warhostz of Noxus, tha brothers came ta tha attention of a cold-ass lil captain named Cyrus, afta Draven made a ill-considered attempt on his wild lil' freakadelic game. Impressed wit they fightin spirit, Cyrus allowed dem ta join tha Noxian ranks.

For years, tha brothers fought as part of Cyrus’ warhost�"yet while Darius took ta dis game easily, Draven grew steadily mo' bored. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! His martial skill was beyond question yo, but tha everyday drudgery of soldierin felt like too much effort fo' too lil reward… n' not enough underground glory.

Darius inevitably rose ta command his own warband, n' Draven joined his muthafuckin ass. But fuck dat shiznit yo, tha word on tha street is dat if tha pimpin' muthafucka thought dat would be easier, or a way ta big up pimped outa individual recognition, da thug was sorely pissed tha fuck off.

Yo, some say Draven chose ta leave Darius’ command. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Some say da thug was forced out. Either way, his game was highly sought afta as a cold-ass lil champion n' duelist, n' da thug was enticed ta join a succession of warbandz durin tha occupation of Ionia, before endin up wit a gangbangin' fairly respectable contract up in tha Reckonin pits.

For centuries, tha gladiatorial Reckoners had performed a vital role up in Noxus�"punishin criminals n' settlin disputes between tha noble houses�"and Draven was determined ta receive tha riches, adoration, n' renown he felt da ruffneck deserved. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! But fuck dat shiznit yo, tha word on tha street is dat wit long, protracted wars on nuff fronts, tha spectacle was beginnin ta lose its appeal fo' tha common playa hater. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. As tha attention of tha crowdz drifted, Draven fell tha fuck into a slump, bustin mo' n' mo' time up in tha seedier drankin halls n' gamblin denz of tha capital.

Dude was washed-up n' broke when tha forma general Jericho Swain found his muthafuckin ass.

Yo, swain had a plan ta reclaim Noxus’ lost glory, n' needed Draven’s help ta big up dat shit. Perhaps Swain only enlisted his ass as a way ta ensure his brutha Darius’ support afta tha fact. Regardless, Draven proved integral ta Swain’s plan�"to depose tha Grand General his dirty ass, Boram Darkwill.

Yo, standin triumphant wit Swain, Draven smiled fo' tha last time up in months as tha cheerz of tha Noxian playas washed over his muthafuckin ass.

But duty called. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! In tha minutes n' weeks followin dis unprecedented coup, nuff among tha noble elite refused ta honor Swain’s succession, so they was sentenced ta dirtnap up in tha arena.

One condemned playa escaped his handlezs ahead of his wild lil' fuckin execution. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Operatin on pure instinct�"as was eva his wont�"Draven leapt from tha high balcony n' hurled a pair of axes all up in tha fleein dude, cuttin his ass down up in a heartbeat fo' realz. Afta a moment of stunned silence, tha crowd roared they approval. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack. Draven retrieved his thugged-out axes, spinning dem high up in tha air, playin ta his freshly smoked up fans, n' savorin they rapturous applause.

Thus Draven became tha Glorious Executioner, turnin routine bouts tha fuck into grand spectaclez dat drew eva larger crowds.

Yo, soon enough, an enterprisin (and diminutive) promoter, pissed wit payin ta house, feed, n' train Reckoners only fo' dem ta take a thugged-out dirtnap up in front of dwindlin crews, approached Draven wit a idea. What if tha drama of tha funky-ass pit fights could be combined wit Draven’s natural showmanship?

Da Reckoners quickly became gangbangin muthafuckas as much as combatants, each wit they own carefully constructed backstory, fightin style, n' flamboyant personality. Da fights was often bloody�"this was still Noxus afta all�"but far less often ended up in dirtnap. Da rivalries, trash-talking, n' intrigue between tha best-known Reckoners became tha shiznit of legend all up in tha empire yo, but none was talked bout mo' than Draven.

For a time he lived tha high game, receivin invitations ta a never-endin stream of partizzles n' banquets, mixin wit tha wealthy n' influential of Swain’s freshly smoked up Noxus yo. Dude even reconciled wit Darius, n' would occasionally still march up wit tha warhosts, defeatin enemy champions n' generals up in single combat.

Nevertheless, Draven has started ta grow restless once again. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch yo. Dude has all dat his schmoooove ass could have eva imagined, n' mo' yo, but now tripz of tha dizzle when tha whole world knows his name.

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• Image • Reference Music Video Awaken By Numerous creators A deadly masterpiece unfoldz fo' realz. A lone resistizzle made whole fo' realz. A chizzle ta come kickin it. Starring: Akali, Camille, Draven, Irelia, Jhin, Karma, Kennen, Riven, Sion, Yasuo

• Image • Reference Comic Blood of Noxus By Graham McNeill In all Runeterra, there is no army mo' feared than dat of tha Noxian empire. In all Noxus, there is no soldier mo' bigged up than Darius. Of all tha commandments dat have kept Noxus strong, one rule standz above all others: Loyalty is every last muthafuckin thang. Starring: Darius, Draven Mentioned: Singed