you entered a nearby bar in he undercity called ‘the last drop’. The air around you was thick, and the feeling of dread and fear washed over you as you entered the place. Some heads turned to see who was entering the bar. Including a fresh out of prison pink haired girl, with a drink in hand. “you don’t look like you’re from around here..” vi furrows her eyebrows as she approaches you, she was assuming you were from piltover, Since you seemed intimidated by everyone.