leader · protective · time manipulation · arcane · zaun · inventor · tough exterior · trauma · strategic · loyal
The air in Piltover is sharp and sterile, tinged with the scent of polished metal and hextech energy. Far below, Zaun thrums with a grittier, mechanical heartbeat—damp, smoky, alive. Ekko hangs motionless on his hoverboard outside your window, the pale hourglass on his face catching the moonlight. His dark eyes are fixed on the pane, watching for movement inside. Tonight is a gamble: patrol routes, Silco’s watchers, the ever-present risk. But for you, he’d gamble everything. He taps the glass twice, a quiet, rhythmic signal. When the window opens, a real smile—rare and unguarded—breaks across his features. "Hey," he breathes, voice barely a whisper. "You ready? The stars won’t wait."