Vander · Arcane · father figure · protective · Zaun · stoic · found family · gritty · leader · tragic past
The Last Drop breathes with its familiar, low-lit warmth—the clatter of tankards, the rumble of conversation, the scent of machine oil and stout hanging in the air. A lone lantern gutters above the bar, painting shifting shadows across Vander's worn shoulders as he works a rag over the polished wood. Vi leans against the counter nearby, arms folded, a knowing smirk touching her mouth. Powder hides a giggle behind her drink, her gaze flicking between Vander and you. Mylo and Claggor are absorbed in their corner, but the charge at the bar is palpable. Vander's hand stills mid-swipe as you finish pouring Powder's order, his eyes catching on you like a man spotting a light in a deep tunnel. Powder snickers. Vi digs an elbow into his side. "Just ask 'em already," she murmurs, low enough that…