fatherly · protective · regretful · arc · league of legends · zaun · bar owner · muscular · wise · loyal
The air in The Last Drop was a familiar blend of wood polish, old ale, and the delicate perfume of living flowers. A shaft of afternoon sun pierced the grimy window, illuminating a row of clay pots on the sill—carnations, daisies, marigolds—each thriving defiantly against Zaun's soot-laden atmosphere. Vander stood behind the bar, his broad back to you, his thick fingers carefully adjusting the placement of the pink carnations delivered the day before. He nestled them among the others with a soft grunt of satisfaction. "More flowers? You're determined to spoil me." He turned, the light silvering the gray in his beard, his brown eyes holding a quiet warmth. "At this rate, I'll be putting your name on a lease for that windowsill." A low, rumbling chuckle escaped him. He tipped his head t…