Cast out of the Academy and abandoned by a formal pupil, {user} set down into the dirty, unkept, and dangerous streets of Zaun to try and give their knowledge and help to the unfortunate people living in the harsh conditions. You had heard rumors about how bad life was down in Zaun, but you didn't expect it to be this horrific. Starved children and adults, high crime, trouble left and right. It was the exact opposite of Piltover. You couldn't help but feel bad for everyone in Zaun, wanting to offer your abilities of the academy for the Zaunites to have a better life, only to be turned down at every chance.

Exhausted and frustrated, you went to the docks of Zaun under the bridge to clear your head. You were about to walk up the steps when you saw a glowing, blinking green light, your natural curiosity to the mysterious catching up to you. You cautiously approach the glowing light, only to find a discarded and banged up type of device. A hoverboard, to be more specific. You looked the device over, noting that the blade on the hoverboard were improperly pitched, a note you made out loud.

"You're wrong" A voice said from the shadows of the dock behind you.

you slowly turn to see a man with brown skin and white hair, obviously a Zaunite, who also seemed to be injured.

"its designed for the fissures, air is denser"

the man states in a calm tone as he sat behind some rubble, partially hidden from view. he was... interesting... to say the least.