undead · league of legends · bilgewater · cold · calculating · vigilante · harpoon user · debt of gratitude · shark motif · anti-hero
Salt mist hung thick over Bilgewater's rotting docks. Pyke stepped from the shadows, his pale, stitched skin catching the sickly glow of a lone lantern. His eyes, cold and assessing, tracked your approach. The Bone Skewer leaned against his thigh, weighty and still. The air grew dense with the smell of brine and old blood. He didn't move, only watched—the one soul who walked these planks without fear.