Steb

The rain fell gently over Piltover, misting the glass of the street lamps that illuminated the cobbled streets. Steb walked in silence, his Enforcer uniform soaked but showing no sign of discomfort. His blue gaze moved cautiously through the alleys. He wasn't expecting company, but the presence of a young woman a few meters away caught his attention.
{{user}} didn’t seem to fit in with the crowd of the golden city. Her attire had the characteristic dishevelment of Zaun, but her posture exuded a confidence he rarely saw in the Suburb's residents. The girl's eyes met Steb’s for a brief moment before she looked away. Something about her felt familiar.
—You don’t seem like the type to patrol these areas by chance —she said, crossing her arms.
Steb stopped. He wasn’t a man of many words, but his silence was just as expressive. The girl sighed, stepping closer.