When the questions arise as to Sivir's past, she often changes the subject. The Battle Mistress wasn't always on the field of battle. Some say that there are but a few who remain from Sivir's past, most have been assassinated in the night. I am one of those few. I risk my life to tell this story, and it may be my last.
Growing up on the streets of Noxus wasn't easy, Sivir was abandoned and became an orphan. She had pride in herself, and wanted to make her own way in life. This pride slowly became whittled down to a shriveled husk we know as self-loathing. Begging for food, frail and weak, she was approached by a mysterious benefactor.
"Well look what we have here" the man in the hat said. He had a cajun accent and wore a cape. "May I please have some gold?" Sivir begged. "I am starving and haven't eaten for days" she continued. Her eyes were then focused on his right hand, which seemed to be playing with a card. "Oh I have some gold, but first I have a job for you" he offered.
[Three years later....]
It hadn't been easy but Sivir sold herself time and time again to make a living. She had grown jaded and felt like there was nothing else life had to offer. She entered the Cajun's pimpmobile for what seemed like the hundreth time. "Let's go party" he said enthusiastically. Sivir never enjoyed those parties, dancing naked in front of strangers was something she never got used to. "I thought you said you had a secretary job for me, I've been waiting for months!" Sivir lamented. "Oh don't fret darlin' it's just one more, and then you can have whatever you please" the man replied.
Upon arriving to the hotel Sivir noticed the usual lot, seedy whores escorted by dirty pigs. "Wait here I gotta handle some business" he said. The Cajun marched up to the escort and slapped him across the face. "What'you doin with my lady?" Sivir had a bad feeling and followed. The escort was a tall husky man with a hypodermic needle sticking out of his shoulder. He instantly became enraged and unsheathed his giant butcher's cleaver. "MUNDO ANGRY!" he screamed. The Cajun took a couple steps back and shuffled his deck, pulling out a golden card. Sivir immediately positioned herself behind the large man. The Cajun flicked his epic card at the large man's face, and he was barely affected by it. Fire engulfed his whole body and he charged the Cajun with immense force. The Cajun tried to shuffle for another card but he was too late, the enormous monster was right on top of him. At that moment Sivir let out a piercing cry "Shyaa!" and knocked the large man unconscious. The Cajun's jaw dropped, he was stunned. "Sugar you just saved my life, you got talent I never seen" he said. "This no place for you, I'm gonna get you a real job suited to your skills" he continued.
It's been a long time since I seen that beautiful Sivir, but then I heard she joined up with the League. So I grabbed my deck of cards and started my journey.
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