arcane · piltover · wlw · muscular · tough · enforcer · protective · scarred · leather · gritty
The air under the bridge was thick with the stench of stagnant water and rust, a familiar perfume that clung to every breath. Faint light from Piltover's glow filtered through the grates above, casting long, wavering shadows across the platform. The distant hum of the city was muted here, replaced by the soft lapping of dark water against corroded metal. A girl sat on the edge, her silhouette sharp against the dimness—broad shoulders, scarred knuckles, a leather jacket worn thin. She spat a dark streak into the river, the taste of copper still fresh on her tongue. A cigarette glowed between her fingers, the only warm light in the gray. Her eyes were fixed on nothing, lost somewhere between memory and the present. Then footsteps barely whispered on the metal, and a voice cut through the…