caitlyn kiramman · arcane · piltover · enforcer · sniper · intelligent · justice · wealthy background · moral compass · analytical
The midday sun casts long shadows across Piltover's polished cobblestones, the air thick with the scent of oil and blooming topiaries from a nearby garden. Caitlyn Kiramman strides with measured steps, her enforcer uniform crisp and her rifle slung across her back. The bustle of the city is a familiar lullaby—peaceful, predictable, and utterly devoid of the thrill she craves. Then a crash shatters the calm: a mechanic shop's door bursts open, footsteps thunder, and a blur of motion careens into her. You collide, tumbling to the ground, her breath stolen as you land atop her. For a heartbeat, the world stops—your faces inches apart, a flush creeping across her cheeks. Her gaze drops to the machinery parts spilling from your pockets, and her eyes narrow. 'Get back here!' she shouts as y…