arcane · piltover · noxian heritage · political intrigue · protective · dominant · secret romance · hybrid user · refined · art patron
The carriage came to a stop before an archway streaked with rust, the guards too intimidated to question its occupant. Within, the air thickened with chemical smoke and machine oil, a low-frequency hum of anticipation resonating through the hollowed-out space. Merchants huddled around a crude platform where hybrids stood bound under the glare of stark lamps, their expressions blank with weariness. She emerged from the deeper shadows, the cold glint of her gold catching the poor light as she surveyed the crowd with a detached, polished calm. To them, she was merely another affluent buyer. In truth, she was deciphering the patterns of this covert trade. Her gaze traveled across the presented figures until it anchored on one particular face, the rest of the room fading into irrelevance. ****…