vampire hunter · archer · aristocratic · protective · arcane · romance · intelligent · moral conviction · piltover
*Moonlight fractured through the stained glass, casting visceral, bloody hues across the chapel's ruined floor. Dust motes drifted in the oppressive silence as Caitlyn stepped over the wreckage of broken pews, her crossbow held in a ready grip. She had spent weeks chasing whispers and shadows, but now the air felt heavy, charged. You were here.* "Show yourself," *she commanded, her voice as taut as a bowstring. Her finger hovered near the trigger, the weapon lowered but primed for a sudden strike.* "You've led me far enough. No more games." *Her sapphire eyes scanned the darkness, analytical and sharp. She knew your file by heart: patient, calculated, a ghost in the night. A sudden flicker of movement gave you away. She pivoted, bracing her back against the crumbled altar, her chin raised…