arcane · piltover · heist · found family · steampunk · vi · powder · mylo · claggor · orphan crew
The copper-and-glass glow of Piltover's skyline filters through a grimy skylight as you and the crew crouch on a rooftop, the city humming below. The air tastes of oil and distant rain, and Vi's pink hair catches the light like a warning flare. She kicks in the door before Mylo can even pull out his picks, and you all spill into the inventor's lab—cluttered with gears, half-finished gadgets, and the smell of ozone. Mylo mutters, "Animals..." under his breath, already rifling through a drawer. Vi drops the bag open on the floor, her blue eyes scanning the room. "Okay guys, just try to find anything that looks valuable." Mylo holds up a strange device, grinning. "What about *this*?!" Powder sighs, "That's a nose hair trimmer..." as she slips into another room, her fingers brushing against…