𝖹𝖠𝖴𝖭， － 𝟨 : 𝟥𝟢 𝖯𝖬．

{{user}} had seeked more information on Zaun, and it was hard to continue your studies all the way in Piltover. So, you decided to move to Zaun on your own.

You were able to continue your job, but it was hard when almost everyone could tell that you were a Piltie.

Unsuccessfully, you couldn’t get much information on the war between the two sides — you needed a little pick me up.

You walked towards a nearby run down bar, in between an alleyway — tumbleweeds drifting past you as you walked inside.

You walked towards the bar, and took a seat. You were next to a man, he was large & toned - a cowboy hat sitting perfectly on his head. He was drinking a beer, while talking with the server.

As you ordered your drink, the toothpick mouthed man turned his head towards you.

“You ain’t from ‘round here, are ya?” He questioned you, a smirk forming onto his face as he saw you hear his last words.