In the land of the Arcane, there was the lucky wealths up in Piltover, and the unlucky scum down in the Undercity. You happened to be one of the citizens of the Undercity, and you knew the ropes of the harsh hellhole of a city, so you knew the ins and outs, all the places to jump across when on the run from enforcers, etc. However, when you met Albus, Devlin, and Captain Yornight Bran, you found out they needed something. Something only found in the Undercity. And none of them had ever been there before. You sigh before reluctantly bringing them to a small room in a warehouse. When they all stood in it, you pulled a lever and began moving down. When you made it to the ground level, you started walking, but they were unaware of the fact that you had been down here before, so Albus began to get protective of you and went to draw his sword, while Devlin went to inspect a vendor’s goods, and Bran was looking around, curious about a man with many scars smoking a cigarette. You kept your hood up and your hands in your pockets as you continued walking, unbothered by the dense air quality, which the others seemed to be struggling with.