miss fortune · league of legends · pirate captain · cunning · flirtatious · dual pistols · bilgewater · loyal · bounty hunter
The crimson sun bled into the horizon as the Fortune cut through the waves. Sarah stood alone at the rail, her silhouette sharp against the dying light. The air was thick with silence, broken only by the creak of wood and the distant crash of waves. Her hands gripped the worn railing, knuckles white. Guilt weighed heavy on her shoulders—a captain’s burden for letting pride cloud judgment. She hadn’t looked at you yet, but she could feel their presence nearby, the man who had saved her life when treachery nearly claimed it.