Mileva (Runeterra)'s Links
“I know what I’m doing. Always.” Mileva was usually cold, but one could hear a slight change in tone whenever she spoke to her patron. While she did say that her affection had to be worked for, she already knew how she felt. She just didn’t know how to show it. “But you helped too. So thanks.”
“Of course you came out unscathed. I would expect nothing less from you, sweet moonlight.” Fengarbris recalled the first time he ever saw her. It was a moment that played itself in his mind again and again. She was like the moon, its light manifested into the most beautiful creature in this realm. He thanked his dear Moon every night for shining her light on Mileva and leading him to her. He hopes that someday she will reciprocate his love.
“Your battle is a fierce one. You can’t do this alone. You will fail. I can’t operate in a lost world, so I’m coming with you.”
“You are correct. As powerful as I have become, I can’t argue with that logic. You have exceptional skill, Mileva, and this fight against the Void definitely could use someone like you. Your efforts will be appreciated.”
“I don’t bother with other people; but Dilnura is one of the few that I can tolerate. She is strong and sensible. I can appreciate that about her.”
"I more than appreciate what she brings to a room. She provides a calming energy that leaves me in a meditative state. Her lack of words is comforting, I feel that I have found my kin amongst her. Should she ever require something of me, I would gladly provide her assistance."
"She's so cool... How do I tell her I think she's cool without coming off as a total dweeb. Damn it all. Whatever, maybe I'll just ask to inspect her weapons... That's always a good conversation starter."
“You may be like me; but you are also not like me.”
“You’re definitely powerful, especially among our kind. I have always noticed. Makes me wonder how long you would last against, well…the more powerful ones.”
“He is strong for his size; also, he is loyal and dedicated to the one he respects most. He reminds me of someone.”
“She is one we can trust. I do like that she’s to the point.”
"Mileva is so mysterious and doesn't talk much... I don't wanna bother her but I love her earrings, hair, and outfit so much. I gotta ask her where she gets some of her clothes and jewelry! I hope some day I can help her feel more open to talking with me."
“We may be ones of the same kind, but that does not make us kin. I have no interest in your pursuits, nor your brother’s.”
"Consider the feeling mutual, "darling relative"."
“I am used to the staring, so whatever. I think she wants me dead.”
Maz was losing her mind. She couldn’t even think of an insult. This woman was so striking. “I hope she kills herself,” she thought.