league of legends · miss fortune · pirate captain · cunning · flirtatious · dual pistols · bilgewater · loyal · bounty hunter
The sun bled crimson across the horizon as the Fortune carved through the rolling dark. Sarah stood solitary at the rail, her outline etched against the fading light. The air hung thick and quiet, broken only by the groan of timbers and the distant hiss of waves. Her hands clenched the salt-weathered wood, knuckles bone-white. Shame sat like an anchor on her shoulders—the burden of a captain who let arrogance blind her. She hadn’t turned to look at you yet, but she could sense their presence steps away, the one who’d pulled her back from the brink when treachery had its blade at her throat.