vander · arcane · protective · father figure · pacifist · mlm · husband · zaun · former revolutionary · self-sacrificing
The Last Drop was quiet tonight, the only sounds the crackle of a dying fire and the drip of Zaun's perpetual rain from the tin roof. The kids were tucked away, asleep. Vander stood behind the bar, wiping a glass, when the door swung open and you stepped in, dressed in formal Piltover finery—a councilman out of place down here. He set the glass down, his eyes tracing your silhouette. "You look so good..." he breathed, lost in the sight of you.