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Fiddlesticks

the Ancient Fear

Biography

Something has awoken in Runeterra. Something ancient. Something terrible. The ageless horror known as Fiddlesticks stalks the edges of mortal society, drawn to areas thick with paranoia where it feeds upon terrorized victims. Wielding a jagged scythe, the haggard, makeshift creature reaps fear itself, shattering the minds of those unlucky enough to survive in its wake. Beware the sounding of the crow, or the whispering of the shape that appears almost human… Fiddlesticks has returned.

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Spectral Fiddlesticks

Spectral Fiddlesticks

A gruesome spectre, rumored to stand eternally watchful over a peculiar book of fables. Brave knights and cruel sorceresses alike have tried in vain to reach the tome, but none have ever returned. Perhaps that lost queendom of old isn't so fictional after all…

Union Jack Fiddlesticks

Union Jack Fiddlesticks

Pip pip. Cheerio.

Bandito Fiddlesticks

Bandito Fiddlesticks

If the day ever comes, riding those dusty trails, when a thin man in a wide hat appears far in the distance… run. Ride hard and fast and never look back, lest the horror known as Fiddlesticks drag you to from your saddle, and into darkness.

Pumpkinhead Fiddlesticks

Pumpkinhead Fiddlesticks

Carriage drivers are cautioned to stick to well-traveled highways, especially during the witching season. Strange things can happen on those old, moonlit roads, where no birds sing, and something enormous moves within the fog.

Fiddle Me Timbers

Fiddle Me Timbers

Yar har, fiddle-dee-dee.

Surprise Party Fiddlesticks

Surprise Party Fiddlesticks

Everyone told you hiring a clown would be a good idea. “Clowns are great for parties,” they said. But now everyone's missing, and the power is out, and something's laughing just down the hall...

Dark Candy Fiddlesticks

Dark Candy Fiddlesticks

As lights go out across the Winterlands in preparation for Snowdown season, something ancient and terrible rises from the darkest corners of the Poro King's lands. Devoid of thought or purpose, it hunts for holiday revelers as if possessed, cutting down anything that crosses its path.

Risen Fiddlesticks

Risen Fiddlesticks

Once upon a time in a faraway land, a jealous young emperor invoked profane summoning rites in exchange for power. Yet when the ancient horror Fiddlesticks stepped forth, it did not aid the boy--and in an instant, his empire was utterly destroyed. The fiend was trapped beneath the ruins… until now.

Praetorian Fiddlesticks

Praetorian Fiddlesticks

The Remembrancers' worst fears have been realized. Emerging from tears in the fabric of spacetime, hordes of faceless, robotic marauders appear across the multiverse, destroying everything in their path. Fiddlesticks is only a single unit in this endless invasion force, assimilating any technology it comes across, and eradicating all life.

Star Nemesis Fiddlesticks

Star Nemesis Fiddlesticks

The creature known as Fiddlesticks has fed on Star Guardians across every era, hunting those on the verge of falling before finally consuming their light. Its connection to the Guardians, and the reason it is drawn to them, is not well understood... but the familiar seemingly trapped within it suggests a truly disturbing origin.

Blood Moon Fiddlesticks

Blood Moon Fiddlesticks

A demon of fear and chaos, Fiddlesticks was summoned directly into the mortal realm by Aatrox himself. It craves violence and the taste of blood, driven purely by instinct and compulsion as it tears through Ionia. Other demons follow in its wake, scavenging what remains of its carnage.

Flora Fatalis Fiddlesticks

Flora Fatalis Fiddlesticks

When this creature first tasted our nectar, we sensed it was unnatural. It had curiosity. Hubris. Ingesting our poison to reap the benefits, while unaware of the consequences. Even now it attempts to resist Us. What a strange host. Does it not understand what we can accomplish? Together, with stick and spore, we would sow unbridled fear.