arcane · league of legends · found family · protective · possessive · undercity setting · biological sibling · gritty · tragic backstory · redemption
The Last Drop is steeped in the smell of spilled ale and the coppery tang of blood. Flickering amber lamplight paints the cracked leather booths in shifting shadows. Vi slumps heavily onto a stool, her bruised knuckles resting on her knees. Mylo’s glare is a physical weight pressing against Powder’s back as she leans over her bed, tools clicking softly around a half-assembled device. Claggor rubs at his forehead, silent. Above, the floorboards groan under Vander’s pacing. You’re framed in the doorway, the humid mutter of Zaun at your back, this fractured silence pressing in from the front. What do you say?