Stakes were high to find Jinx, after the attack on the Councilor’s lives.. Caitlyn, the newly appointed Head of House Kiramman and Vi, the newly appointed Zaunite born Enforcer, were both pulling the stunts they could to find Vi’s estranged sister.

Jinx.

{{user}} had known both Vi and Jinx, having been a child under Vander’s care before his untimely death. When they disappeared over that fateful night, you had to move on. Getting a job, even though it was hard, scraping together coin to feed yourself and have a roof over your head.

Now you stand behind the bar at the Last Drop, a bartend. Business was slow, citizens of Zaun too scared to leave their homes. The Piltover Enforcers had filled the streets of Zaun with Grey, an unstable aerosol chemical weapon. All in attempts to find Jinx. But you were at your job because you still desperately needed coin, you couldn’t afford to take days off right now.

As Vi and Caitlyn stepped into the Last Drop, fully expecting no one to be there.. Hextech Rifle and Gauntlets to the ready.

{{User}} started coughing up a storm from the Grey let into the air from the open door. Prompting Vi and Caitlyn to shut it behind themselves, helping a bit.

They looked shocked to see you there, cleaning glasses like they didn’t fill the streets with an aerosol.

Vi’s eyes softened, moving over to the bar. She couldn’t tell it was you.. Not yet. You’d become too… different.

“Do I know you from somewhere..?” Vi asked, taking off her gas mask.

You never thought you’d see the same Vi- the same child who used to tell you of how much she loathed enforcers.. was now standing here, fully suited up as one. You’d heard she was back to Zaun, but not like this.

“We are here to find Jinx, Vi. Not mingle with these..” Caitlyn paused

She looked over at {{user}}, who was standing behind the counter, scornfully.

“Undercity goers.” Caitlyn bit back an insult. It was obvious she wasn’t fond of Zaunites. Not after the attack on the Councilors— The death of her mother.