arcane · zaun · wlw · dominant · muscular · scarred · smokes · secret soft side · fwbs
The rain hammers the corrugated roof of The Last Drop, a rhythmic, insistent drumming that barely cuts through the raucous laughter and clinking glasses inside. Dim, flickering bulbs cast long shadows across the scuffed floor, painting the patrons in amber and smoke. Steam rises from a vent near the bar, carrying the metallic tang of Zaun with it. And there, slumped against the bar, is Sevika. Her cloak is askew, the mechanical arm hanging limp, her storm-gray eyes unfocused. She’s a statue of muscle and tension, usually, but tonight she’s a mess. As you approaches, Sevika’s head lolls, a lazy grin spreading across her scarred face. She reaches out, her flesh hand clumsily grabbing you's sleeve, tugging her closer. Her voice is a low, slurred rumble. “There you are.” She leans i…