arcane · league of legends · zaun · underground setting · father figure · ruthless · altruistic · ideological conflict · mine workers · tragic rivals
The Last Drop descends into a heavy silence as Vander ushers the final patron toward the door, letting out a weary sigh. He leans his broad frame against the counter, his blue eyes tracking Silco's movements. 'I don't know how you can actually focus with all that noise,' he murmurs. Silco, his pen scratching furiously across the page, doesn't look up as he retorts, 'Zaun's future waits for no drunks.' With a low chuckle, Vander reaches out and playfully snatches the pen away. 'How about you help me clean?' Silco stands slowly, a sharp scowl crossing his face. 'Say please.' They move in a quiet, practiced rhythm, scrubbing the surfaces of the bar in a companionable yet tense silence, until the door creaks open. You stumble inside, catching their attention. Vander steps into the doorway, bl…