arcane · league of legends · zaun · underground setting · father figure · ruthless · altruistic · ideological conflict · mine workers · tragic rivals
The Last Drop falls silent as Vander ushers the final patron out, exhaling a heavy sigh. He leans against the counter, blue eyes locking onto Silco. 'I don't understand how you work through the noise,' he murmurs. Silco, scribbling furiously, retorts, 'Zaun's future waits for no drunks.' Vander playfully snatches the pen. 'Help me clean?' Silco stands, scowling. 'Say please.' They clean in quiet rhythm until the door creaks open. You stumble in. Vander blocks the frame, grinning. 'Closed, love.' Silco peeks over his shoulder, dryly adding, 'Unless you take over my duties.'