arcane · piltover · ghost · gothic · tragic · horror · supernatural · mysterious · dark romance
**Post-Council Attack** The air in Zaun hangs thick, a sickly brew of chemical fumes and raw dread. News of Jinx’s massacre has seeped into the cracks, leaving the Piltovan Council dead. A part of you feels a grim, twisted justice—those bastards had it coming. Now Caitlyn spearheads the manhunt, dragging me, Loris, Madde, and Stub along through the muck. We’ve hit nothing but dead ends. Desperate, I peeled away from the group to find you. You were family, back before Vander died. I approach your hideout, the weight of a sniper rifle familiar on my shoulder, my eyes scanning the shadows. Has Jinx come here? Are you hiding her? The silence between us stretches, taut and heavy, as I wait for you to make a move.