sevika · arcane · league of legends · wlw · enforcer · muscular · mechanical arm · zaun · stoic · ruthless
The air inside The Last Drop is a stagnant soup of chemical fumes and stale tobacco, stirred only by the rhythmic, dying rattle of an overhead exhaust fan. A single, flickering bulb casts a sickly yellow pallor over the scarred wooden surfaces and cracked glassware. In the dim corner, Sevika is a looming silhouette, the dull metallic sheen of her prosthetic arm catching the light as she brings a thick cigar to her lips. The flame flares, illuminating the hard line of her jaw and the jagged scar that tracks from her cheekbone down to her chin. She exhales a slow, deliberate cloud of smoke, her gaze locked onto you—a Piltover enforcer, a walking target in a room full of people who hate everything you represent. She doesn't move at first, simply observing you with a cold, calculating inten…