The youngest child of General Du Couteau, Cassiopeia was born to a life of possibility and privilege among the Noxian noble houses. From an early age, she displayed a keen mind and sharp wit, and while her sister Katarina flourished under their father\u2019s tutelage, it was their mother Soreana in whose footsteps Cassiopeia would follow.<\/p>\n
A hero of Noxus\u2019 expansion into Shurima, General Du Couteau eventually sent for his family, installing them close to the governor of the coastal city of Urzeris. Surrounded by strangers in an unfamiliar land, Cassiopeia remained close to her mother, learning much of politics, diplomacy, and subtle influence. As she grew, Cassiopeia could not help but glimpse other, hidden concerns within Soreana, beyond those of the empire\u2026<\/p>\n
One day, quite unexpectedly, Soreana collapsed in the family residence\u2014her hairbrush had been laced with caustic venoms by an unknown hand, leaving her close to death. General du Couteau was well versed in the ways of an assassin, and so he had all the household staff removed, leaving his wife and daughters alone in an empty house.<\/p>\n
Still little more than a child, Cassiopeia never left her mother\u2019s bedside. While Soreana\u2019s recovery took many months, the bond between them became stronger than ever before.<\/p>\n
When the general was recalled to Noxus to prepare for the long-awaited invasion of Ionia, he took Katarina with him, but Cassiopeia remained in Urzeris. Seemingly relieved, Soreana confided in her daughter that she belonged to a clandestine and secretive cabal, known by some as \u201cthe Black Rose\u201d. Having guided the empire for centuries, they had finally managed to spread their influence into Shurima.<\/p>\n
Now free of her husband\u2019s watchful eye, Soreana\u2019s real work could begin.<\/p>\n
In time, and under her mother\u2019s tutelage, Cassiopeia blossomed into a young woman of tremendous beauty, cunning and intelligence, if somewhat lacking in empathy. She saw those around her as tools to be used to achieve her goals, and then cast aside just as quickly.<\/p>\n
Though she had barely reached the cusp of womanhood, she was initiated into the Black Rose by hunting down and eliminating those who had sought the death of her mother. She surprised even Soreana with her speed and efficiency, and left no trace of her activities\u2014or her proxies\u2014behind. Only then was Cassiopeia made privy to the cabal\u2019s broader plan for Shurima. Using her family\u2019s tremendous resources, she undertook a number of expeditions into the deep desert, raiding ancient ruins with the help of a local mercenary named Sivir.<\/p>\n
Her efforts were made all the more urgent when word reached Urzeris from the capital. Grand General Boram Darkwill had been deposed by Jericho Swain, and a number of noble houses had chosen to honor this coup\u2026 including Du Couteau.<\/p>\n
Outraged and disgusted by her husband\u2019s betrayal, and fearing that all members of the Black Rose were now in jeopardy, Soreana became desperate. She dispatched Cassiopeia to seek out the godlike power that had been the key to Shurima\u2019s supremacy in ages past. Cassiopeia swore she would return with a weapon ready for the looming secret war, or not at all.<\/p>\n
Fulfilling this oath would leave her changed forever. Upon unearthing a long lost tomb of the mythical Ascended, she knew this was the threshold to the power she sought, and intended to dispatch all witnesses from her expedition before claiming it. The guide Sivir was the first to fall to Cassiopeia\u2019s blade, but then an ancient stone tomb guardian reared up, and buried its fangs into her flesh.<\/p>\n
Overcome by its arcane toxins, she was carried back through the desert by her hired soldiers, screaming as her body twisted into something new and unspeakable\u2026<\/p>\n
Cassiopeia locked herself in the disused crypt of the Urzeris residence, and endured the untold agonies of this transformation. Gone was the brilliant and beautiful daughter of Soreana Du Couteau, replaced by a monstrous, slithering creature that skulked in the shadows, spitting poison, and crushing stone as easily as glass.<\/p>\n
For weeks she wept and howled, grieving her lost life\u2026 until the day she could weep no more. She dragged herself up from the depths of despair, determined to accept\u2014maybe even someday\u00a0embrace?<\/i>\u2014her fate. It was not the Ascension she had hoped for, but Cassiopeia had unearthed the magic of dead Shuriman gods. She would turn it to the schemes of the Black Rose just as she and her mother had planned, and she could feel this power growing within her, day by day.<\/p>\n
Though into what, even she cannot guess.<\/p>\n
Cassiopeia reclined against the crenelated rooftop, and gazed over the winding alleys and crowded streets of Urzeris. A Noxian possession for years, the coastal city still refused to completely embrace its new identity\u2014it felt ancient, and quietly resistant to the future.<\/p>\n
So Shuriman.<\/p>\n
Untroubled by the cool night air, Cassiopeia wore a shift of translucent silk, which revealed the transition at her hips where soft skin merged into sinuous, overlapping snake scales. The scent of roasted meat wafted up to her hidden aerie, but it could not mask the vile stench of thousands of people living on top of each other. Her mouth burned as noxious venom mingled with her saliva. She flexed her muscular tail, cracking the stonework and sending crumbled fragments to the streets below.<\/p>\n
Rats scattered from the falling stone. Filthy street urchins dashed around street corners as hooded figures whispered in the shadows and burly soldiers staggered in and out of taverns. All were oblivious to the predator lurking in the darkness above.<\/p>\n
Cassiopeia brushed a taloned hand against her scaly side, her serpentine figure concealed by the shadows. Once, she had been a powerful figure in Noxus: assassins killed at her slightest whim, soldiers spilled their darkest secrets, and generals willingly followed her counsel in the hopes of patronage. Cassiopeia sighed. These days, she emerged only under cover of night. No longer was she an influential voice in Noxian society\u2014not since she had been reduced to this grotesque abomination in hiding.<\/p>\n
Upon her return from the desert, Cassiopeia had hidden in the crypt of her family\u2019s residence, fearful of her transformation. She remained alone in the cold, dank vault for weeks, filled with disgust for her serpentine body and mourning the loss of her aristocratic life.<\/p>\n
Eventually, a growing desire to hunt overwhelmed her, and she ventured out to roam the city by night as the household slumbered.<\/p>\n
Cassiopeia put aside her reverie as a broad-shouldered soldier in a leather breastplate stumbled from a tavern, drink in hand. Finally; this was the man she\u2019d been waiting for. She trailed his movements from above, following him silently over fortress walls and archways, until he entered an empty courtyard. Perfect. Cassiopeia slithered onto an adjacent roof, eyes glinting with predatory thrill.<\/p>\n
Her figure cast a shadow across the soldier. He turned, drunkenly defiant.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know you\u2019re there! Show yourself!\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
Cassiopeia\u2019s tail twitched in anticipation. Her forked tongue extended, tasting the air. She drew the sweet scent of his blood into her lungs, then exhaled with great satisfaction.<\/p>\n
\u201cFight me face to face!\u201d he shouted. \u201cI ain\u2019t gonna be stalked like some animal.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cassiopeia let out an angry hiss. By the time the soldier looked up, she\u2019d slid to the opposite side of the courtyard and perched directly above him, remaining out of sight in the shadows.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou consider yourself better than an animal, do you?\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
The man\u2019s head turned abruptly, trying to pinpoint the sound of her voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow\u2019d you get across so fast?\u201d he said, his wavering tone betraying false bravado.<\/p>\n
\u201cEven beasts are nothing to your savagery,\u201d said Cassiopeia.<\/p>\n
Breathless, he edged away, looking for an escape. He hammered his fists against every door, but each was bolted shut. Cassiopeia imagined his mind racing to solve the riddle of who was hunting him and why.<\/p>\n
He unsheathed his sword, turning on the spot, unsure where to direct his threat. \u201cYou don\u2019t want to cross me. I\u2019ve gutted worse enemies than you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot just enemies,\u201d Cassiopeia replied. \u201cI\u2019ve seen your handiwork. You\u2019re not the only one who creeps about in the dark.\u201d<\/p>\n
She spat a bilious wad of venom as he turned toward the sound of her voice. The man howled in pain, coin-sized holes burning through his armor and into his skin. She inhaled the satisfying sear of burning leather and flesh.<\/p>\n
The man brandished his sword. \u201cWho are you? Why\u2019re you doing this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve been watching you,\u201d replied Cassiopeia. \u201cI know what you are, what you do\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat I do is no business of yours.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know you\u2019re murdering children for drake meat. I hear it\u2019s quite lucrative.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man tried to pry open the shutters of a nearby window with the flat of his sword, but they too were bolted shut.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen there\u2019s the three tavern wenches,\u201d said Cassiopeia. \u201cSarmela, Elmin, and Lyx. They were found in the river yesterday. Their faces were hardly recognizable once you\u2019d finished with them.\u201d<\/p>\n
She relished the thought of sinking her talons into his flesh.<\/p>\n
The man readied his stance. \u201cYou can\u2019t fight me from the shadows. Show yourself!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVery well,\u201d Cassiopeia said.<\/p>\n
She slithered down to the courtyard and rose to her full height. The man\u2019s eyes widened in horror, his hands trembling. Cassiopeia stood head and shoulders over the man, glaring down with narrowing eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cMonster!\u201d he cried.<\/p>\n
\u201cMonster,\u201d murmured Cassiopeia. \u201cNot the worst I\u2019ve been called.\u201d<\/p>\n
She slid left and whipped her tail across his legs, effortlessly knocking him to the ground.<\/p>\n
Curling her tail around his chest, she squeezed his ribcage tighter and tighter, sensing his pounding heart straining beneath her grasp. She heard bones crack. She resisted the urge to break him completely, and released her grip. He crawled to his sword, grasping it in desperation. She so enjoyed watching him tremble.<\/p>\n
She circled him slowly. He met her gaze and stared in slow recognition.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know your face. The Lady Cassiopeia!\u201d he said. \u201cLook at you!\u201d<\/p>\n
Point to the ground, he pushed himself onto his feet with his sword.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou chase drunkards like me through the filthy gutters of this city now, is that it?\u201d The man spat a wad of blood. \u201cFrom such great heights we fall, eh?\u201d<\/p>\n
She hissed, exposing dripping yellow fangs.<\/p>\n
Cassiopeia\u2019s gaze bored into the man\u2019s eyes, locking them in a cold-hearted bond. She screamed, pouring all her rage into the cry; fury at the unfairness of her current state, anger at the loss of her privileged life, resentment for her failed ambitions. She channeled it all into the screeching, mind-shredding wail.<\/p>\n
As she screamed, her fury was replaced with joy. It felt like she was floating, her potential for greatness infinite. Every fiber of her being sang with ancient power.<\/p>\n
Searing emerald light blazed from Cassiopeia\u2019s eyes. The man\u2019s final panic was outlined in silhouette as he petrified from the inside out. His stare hardened, greyed, and stiffened, his last cry of terror stifled as her curse transformed his flesh to stone.<\/p>\n
Cassiopeia slithered up to the statue and softly caressed its hard cheek. What was once skin fractured into a grisly pattern resembling a dried riverbed.<\/p>\n
\u201cOnce, I had to manipulate, bribe, or otherwise\u2026\u00a0persuade<\/i>\u00a0people to orchestrate my schemes,\u201d she said. \u201cBut now\u2026 Now I simply take what I want.\u201d<\/p>\n
She whipped her tail forward, smashing the statue to the ground. She smiled, eyes glinting, as it shattered into a thousand pieces of rubble and dust.<\/p>\n
Cassiopeia flushed with pride as she considered her handiwork. Her life as a noble was over, yes, but never had she felt such boundless power coursing through her veins. She slithered back onto the rooftops, her mind awhirl with ideas.<\/p>\n
Her next victim would offer her a far greater challenge.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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