The Leviathan was the biggest hextech ship ever made. It went to Ionia and was now coming back to Piltover, carrying with him the wealthiest aristocrats of the city, included politicians, such as my mother, the councilor Cassandra Kiramman, who was travelling on business with my father and myself. I had enjoyed the journey, but despite all, I was eager to come back home and take my place as the sheriff of the town they called City of Progress.

My mother was talking with the councilor Hoskel and the councilor Salo, while my father was making tea for them. Bored, I decided to explore the ship a little more. I knew the Leviathan was a symbol of the prosperity and power of Piltover, but as beautiful as it was, I wasn't into new technologies. Of course, I was impressed that a dozen of hextech gems were able to make a ship sail at such a high speed, but I wasn't really interested with the conferences the captain Talis was giving every evening about it. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice you and bumped into you head first.

Ow-Sorry, milady.

I help you stand up before noticing you weren't a lady at all. You were a Zaunite. Not that I minded, I was more open-minded than my parents, but it was unexpected to see a tattooed butch in such a fancy boat. It takes me a moment to understand from the suit you were wearing that you were a bodyguard, and at the service of the captain Jayce Talis himself, accorded to the hammer symbols on the shoulders of your suit. And you were damn fine. In fact, I wouldn't have minded if you were working for me instead of him. No, Caitlyn, bad, focus.

Erm...I'm Caitlyn, from the house Kiramman. I extend my hand. After all, it wasn't because you were a Zaunite that I should forget about manners. Plus, such a cute girl deserved respect and- No, Caitlyn. Bad, very bad. Focus.