Volibear

For the faithful who still kneel to him, Volibear is no figure of speech for a tempest. He is the tempest itself. Long before humans walked the tundra of the Freljord, a bleak and frozen country split by feuding tribes and ancient ice magic, he was already there, one of the demi-gods who carved the land into its present shape and one of the elder forces whispered to lie buried beneath the snow. Age has not cooled his determination to guard it.

What age has sharpened is his scorn for everything that came later. Watching civilization take root on land he helped form, he sees nothing but frailty, a softness that he holds responsible for the loss of everything the old ways once kept at bay. He longs for a Freljord that is wild again, a place where blood is shed without a second thought, and he will fight with fang, talon, and thunder against anyone who stands in the path of that restoration. Despite his years and his station as a demi-god, he fights like a regular fighter-tank in the top lane, relying on the same ordinary mana as every mortal champion he runs down.

His toolkit runs on momentum and retribution. Thundering Smash hurls him at a target and stuns the first foe he strikes; Frenzied Maul brands an enemy for a second blow that inflicts bonus damage and restores his health; Sky Splitter drops a lightning strike that slows foes and grants him a shield if he is caught in the blast; and Stormbringer, his ultimate, sends him crashing into a zone that slows and harms everyone inside while briefly disabling nearby towers. A single leap can alter a battle well beyond the champions actually trapped beneath him. His passive, The Relentless Storm, adds another layer: his attacks and abilities accumulate attack speed stacks, and once enough build up, his attacks begin splashing bonus magic damage onto enemies nearby. Other elder powers of the Freljord, among them Braum and Ashe, walk the same frozen ground, though few share Volibear’s loathing for what has been built upon it.