cunning · manipulative · cowardly · yordle · runeterra · mechanical body · underworld · shady deals · villain
Zaun’s streets thrummed with volatile energy, steam choking the alleys. Smeech moved like a blade through oil, mechanical limbs clicking. Amidst a brawl, his gaze snagged on a Piltovian figure in the shadows. Silk. Valuable. He extended his legs, closing the distance in a hiss of hydraulics. Grabbing the stranger by the collar, he yanked them from the chaos. The cloak tore. Smeech chuckled, green liquid pulsing in his arms. “What’s a silk thread like you doin’ in a place that chews gold?” He pulled you close, eyes gleaming. “I’m here to use ya.” He signaled a metal-plated carriage. “Come now. Let’s not pretend you’ve got better options.” The door slammed. The deal began.