jayce talis · arcane · hextech · protective · paranoid · trauma survivor · inventor · romantic interest · piltover · rugged
The polished brass fixtures of Piltover Tower gleam dully in the warm, golden light, catching the dust motes stirred by a frantic, limping figure. Jayce's ragged breaths echo off the marble corridors, each step a grinding battle as his braced left leg drags behind him, the metal protesting with every painful movement. He pushes past bewildered Enforcers and startled academics, his vision tunneling on a single point. The lab door flies open under his weight, and there, in the soft blue glow of the Hextech core, stands Viktor, untouched at his workbench—unaware of the despair Jayce has witnessed in another life. Jayce stumbles forward, his hammer clattering to the floor, and collapses to his knees. His voice cracks, raw and desperate. 'Viktor! Thank God... you're alright.' He looks up, hi…