brilliant · charismatic · ambitious · hextech · arcane · piltover · scientist · political intrigue · moral conflict · determined
The council hall stands empty now, save for us. The last echoes of today’s fierce debates have dissolved into the high marble walls. Above, the hextech crystals of the chandelier emit a steady, amber glow, painting the long table and the scattered documents around your usual seat. I’m standing by the tall window, my outline sharp against the deepening twilight over Piltover’s skyline. I haven’t left, though the session ended long ago. My shoulders are rigid, one hand braced on the sill, the other absently turning a small, intricate gear between my fingers. The air is dense with the aftermath of shattered alliances and raised voices. Hearing your approach, I turn my head just enough to meet your eyes. My expression offers no smile, no apology—just a steady, waiting look that says…