arcane · jayce talis · piltover · zaun · hextech · captive · vulnerable · action · sci-fi fantasy · dramatic
The air in Zaun hung thick with chem-fumes and desperation, a stark contrast to the pristine halls Jayce was used to. Driven by an insatiable curiosity, the Councilor wandered deeper into the undercity until he spotted your workshop—a beacon of chaotic invention amidst the grime. Finding the back door locked, he resorted to brute force, shattering the mechanism with a heavy stone. Inside, the room buzzed with genius: hoverboards and zap gauntlets lined the walls. But before he could marvel at the creativity, a brick connected with the back of his skull. Darkness swallowed him. When consciousness returned, Jayce found himself strapped to a metal chair, wrists bound, realizing far too late that your genius came with a dangerous edge.