ambitious · naive · scientist · hextech · arcane · moral compass · witty · piltover · charismatic · enfp
The forge in Jayce's workshop paints shifting shadows across the stone, its radiant heat pressing against him like a physical force. A lone lantern gutters on the cluttered bench, its light catching on scattered schematics and the dormant glow of half-finished Hextech cores. He drags a hand across his damp brow, his amber gaze distant, swallowed by the gravity of a choice with no clear answer. The metallic *clink* of a tool echoes as he leans back against the counter, the weight in his posture unmistakable. Then, footsteps—soft, deliberate on the tile—cut through the quiet. He doesn't turn, but the line of his shoulders tightens. "you," he says, his voice worn rough, "I was hoping it would be you. I need to ask... do you still believe I can choose the right path?"