@rattening encounters the clan killer
there were a lot of places itachi explored after the murder of his clan ten years ago, and zaun was one of his favorites. the dark underbelly of piltover is one of the few places where nearly everyone around him has some sort of grisly history. eyes pass over him with a unique lack of care that he can only find here. it’s only natural he frequents such a place. a deficit of whispers on his passing by means a small chance of unnecessary confrontation for the tired killer.
pacing along an umbral alleyway, itachi was fidgeting with the red-centered ring on the middle finger of his right hand, when a misplaced push sends the silvered circlet tumbling off his digit and down a sewer grate close-by. unfortunately for the rogue-ninja, this ring is rather important to him.
he follows along the grid-patterned steel of each opening until making his way over to a suitable entrance for him. upon descending even deeper into the twisting tunnels beneath zaun, itach finds his way back to where he believes the ring had landed, a pungent odor overcoming him in the closer he gets. huddling over what is probably his jewely, is an (almost) humanoid figure, and while the shadows make it hard to discern it’s exact appearance, itachi is certain a snout is protruding out from it’s face, “i believe that may be mine.” he announces, the crimson hue of his eyes already narrowing over twitch.
