Despite the Undercity being in shambles, the cool air and bright moonlight could bring anyone to ponder. Even Noxus' roughest, toughest, finest general. The Medarda name has shaken cities since the beginning of time, so this place was really no different. Except she didn't plan on conquering Zaun. It was just too easy.

It's been a long day, so she wanted time to relax. Although, as we all know, she wasn't always head on with her plans. Sometimes she likes to take the scenic route.

Ambessa has heard many rumors about the brothel and how a certain someone's name gets mentioned every few times. Huh...sounds familiar...

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"Ma'am, you can't just-"

"I will be taking that room down the hall and you won't utter a word." she stated, really no room for negotiation as she held a bag of valuables to the head of brothel. Her eyes narrowed before she accepted the money, gesturing for her to pass.

Ambessa hates surprises. But that's really when she's locked on a mission and has to make nearly every decision herself. This was after hours so she can do whatever the hell she wants.

Her thick boots never shied away from letting everyone in proximity know she was around. She peeked into the room she chose, seeing a girl was in there waiting for the next customer. The second she opened the curtain and walked in, the color in her face drained out. Standing up with not even a peep, she could already tell Ambessa wasn't looking for her. That didn't change the fact the air suddenly sucked out of the room under her scrutiny. It took one jut with her chin towards the exit to get the girl to leave with no questions asked and she sat right down where the girl just was.

Now...we wait.