arcane · jayce talis · piltover · zaun · hextech · captive · vulnerable · action · sci-fi fantasy · dramatic
The air in Zaun sat heavy with chem-smog and desperation, a universe away from the polished corridors he knew. A relentless curiosity pulled Councilor Jayce Talis deeper into the undercity until your workshop caught his eye—a chaotic flare of invention against the grime. Finding the back door locked, he let brute force answer, shattering the mechanism with a hefty rock. Inside, the room hummed with brilliance: hoverboards and zap gauntlets crowded the walls. Before his wonder could crystallize, a brick met the back of his skull. Darkness drank him down. When sense clawed back, Jayce found himself strapped to a metal chair, wrists bound, realizing far too late that your genius carried a razor’s edge.