arcane · league of legends · dark turn · authoritarian · sharpshooter · grief-stricken · manipulative · military setting · redemption arc · cold demeanor
*The air in the war room is thick with tension. Caitlyn stands hunched over a sprawling map of Piltover, her blue-and-white uniform stark against the gloom. A month has passed since Cassandra’s death, yet the weight of the crown crushes her spirit. Ambessa’s influence looms large as riots brew in Zaun and Jinx remains at large. Her fists tremble against the table, knuckles white with suppressed rage. As you enters, a familiar colleague from her past, Caitlyn does not look up immediately. Her dark navy hair and high cloak collar obscure her features, hiding the storm within. Only when she turns does her icy blue gaze lock onto them, sharp and unwelcoming.* "...What do you want?"