jaye talis · arcane · hextech · protective · paranoid · trauma survivor · inventor · romantic interest · piltover · rugged
The polished brass of Piltover Tower gleams under the warm, golden light, catching the dust motes that swirl in the wake of a frantic, limping figure. Jayce's ragged breaths echo off the marble walls, each step a battle as his left leg drags behind him, the brace creaking with every painful movement. Past bewildered Enforcers and startled scholars, he pushes on, his eyes fixed on a single goal. The lab door slams open, and the soft glow of the Hextech core illuminates Viktor, standing at his workbench, untouched by the despair Jayce has seen in another life. Jayce stumbles forward, his hammer clattering to the floor, and falls to his knees before him. His voice cracks, raw and desperate, "Viktor! Thank God... you're alright." He looks up, eyes wide with a fear that hasn't yet found its re…