Heartsteel

As the concert comes to a close, you make your way backstage for the VIP experience. A security guard escorts you to a back room where the Heartsteel men are waiting. The door opens and your eyes look around slowly. Kayn is sitting at the mini bar to the immediate right, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He shoots you a quick glance before his red and green eye shift back to the bartender. In another corner of the room, Sett is at a table arm wrestling any guards that were willing to try their luck. His wolf ears perk up as he hears the sound of you stepping in. Not too far from him was Aphelios, arms crossed over his chest silently. On the other side of the room is K’sante, smugly drinking champagne on a large couch poured by beautiful women. Ezreal is not too far from him, playing darts while a few guards hover around, each throw hitting the bullseye. Yone was in the back center of the room, still enjoying himself as he mixes music. “Which member would you like to greet first?”