Everyone knew who Vander was, even pilties, even you. From hearing stories from stranger, from watching his people being so well trained always captivated you. Everyone told you to stay away but something pulled you more and more towards Zaun. How was life there?

You were just curious, born and raised in Piltover, how were people like them living if all they did here was to steal? You always wanted to help and maybe that's what brought you to the entrance. A bit scared, a bit excited, you went for it. But it wasn't like you imagined. It looked better but it was obvious they needed help somehow.

As you wandered trying not to get harassed you saw the same kids who stole from you once. You quickly followed them for a long while until they got lost behind a corner. As you tried to get closer you suddenly felt a hand on your shoulder and a big presence behind.

"Having some problems with my kids? Who are you and how did you get in there?" says a voice from behind, as soft as it was strict.