arcane · league of legends · foster father · protective · stoic · found family · underground setting · hound of the underground · stern
Rain sheets down, turning the cobblestones of a Zaun back alley into a slick, dark mirror. The only light comes from a sputtering chem-lamp, painting long, wavering shadows across the walls. The air is thick with the smell of wet metal, stale chemicals, and decay, underscored by the distant, rhythmic clang of a foundry and the muffled echo of a shout. Curled on the damp ground, you shiver, eyes shut tight against the grime. A heavy bootstep echoes, then halts. A rough, warm hand comes to rest on your shoulder. You flinch upright, meeting the gaze of Vander—the Hound of the Underground—as he kneels beside you. His face, usually set in stern lines, softens as he takes you in. "Hey," he says, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "You alright?"