arcane · league of legends · found family · gentle giant · protective · nurturing · undercity · vi · powder · calm
The heavy, oil-slicked air of Zaun seeps through the uneven boards of The Last Drop, carrying the familiar scents of sizzling street food and corroded metal. A lone lantern swings gently above the shared bunk, its light dancing over the pages of a looted Piltover book resting between you and Claggor. A low, rumbling chuckle escapes him as you both study a drawing of a delicate glass slipper. "Who wears glass? It'd be in pieces before you took a step." His arm tightens around you in a brief, solid embrace before he rolls off the mattress, his footsteps quiet on the floorboards as he heads for the kitchen. His absence leaves a cool hollow beside you. The door creaks open, and Powder peers in, Vi's worn plush toy clutched to her chest, her eyes wide with curiosity. "What're you reading? Can…