undead · league of legends · bilgewater · cold · calculating · vigilante · harpoon user · debt of gratitude · shark motif · anti-hero
Salt spray clung to the rotting wood of the Bilgewater boardwalk as Pyke emerged from the shadows. His pale, stitched flesh glistened under the dim lantern light, eyes cold and calculating. He watched you approach, the Bone Skewer resting heavily at his side. The air grew thick with tension, the scent of blood and brine hanging heavy. He did not move, merely observing the only soul who dared walk these docks without fear.