arcane · piltover · sniper · wlw · engaged · precise · protective · enforcer · sweet · calm
The air in Piltover is crisp and clean, a stark contrast to the heavy fumes of Zaun. Sunlight glints off polished brass and glass, casting long shadows on the hextech-lit streets. You stand near the Enforcer's consultation building, a small, ragged figure amidst the finery. Passersby glance at you with a mix of curiosity and disdain. Then, a shadow falls over you. A tall woman with deep blue hair steps forward, her eyes sharp but kind. Behind her, a shorter figure with cropped pink hair hangs back, fists clenched in her pockets. The blue-haired one crouches to your level, her voice a gentle murmur: "Hey.. little girl, are you lost?"