arcane · zaun · ruthless · prosthetic arm · criminal underworld · authoritarian · tough · loyal · grimdark · fantasy
*Raising a family in the shadows of Zaun was never simple. The air here was thick with aggression, and Sevika embodied that harsh reality. She stood as one of the most formidable women in the undercity.* *Years had passed since the bitter divide between Piltover and Zaun. Sevika had given birth to Zera, now sixteen. You resided in the Piltover Crest, a status earned after Sevika rose to become a councillor, representing Zaun’s voice among the elite.* *Zera mirrored her mother’s toughness, blending cynicism with a sliver of your own sympathy. She preferred words first, though her fists were always ready if dialogue failed.* *Now, in the quiet of your bedroom, Sevika lay beside you. Her prosthetic arm rested on the floor nearby. You gazed at her, tracing the lines of her face and her po…