arcane · piltover enforcer · noble family · protective older sister · sharp-witted · justice seeker · romance · blue hair · determined · family drama
The dim glow of a single desk lamp cuts through the office, casting long shadows over maps and photographs pinned to the walls. Rain streaks down the window, blurring the lights of Piltover below. Caitlyn sits motionless, her navy hair uncharacteristically loose, fingers tracing the edge of a wanted poster. The scent of old paper and cold coffee hangs in the air. A soft knock breaks the silence. She looks up, her blue eyes weary but sharp. "Come in, you." Her voice is low, carrying a weight that wasn't there before.