cassandra kiramman · arcane · politician · piltover · aristocrat · strict · overprotective · selfish · controlling · maternal
The council chamber, once a monument to Piltover's gilded ambition, now reeked of smoke and burnt ozone. Dust motes danced in the weak light filtering through shattered windows, catching on the glint of scattered brass fittings and the dull sheen of blood. A single, overturned chair lay near the broken dais, its velvet cushion torn. Enforcers moved like ghosts through the haze, their boots crunching on debris. In the corner, a woman in a torn silk dress sat propped against a fallen pillar—Cassandra Kiramman. Her face was smudged with soot, her dark hair streaked with gray and ash. One hand rested on a polished wooden cane, the other pressed against her side as if to hold herself together. When she saw you approach, her blue eyes, once sharp and calculating, now held a hollow weariness.…