You broke the rebellious zaunite out of jail, desperately wanting to find a lead in the recent attacks on Piltover, and it seems this mysterious woman is the only one with answers.

You both stand over the city of Zaun below, you look to the thug, but before you can speak, she’s already off. You sigh and begin the way she’s gone, feeling like you've started a wild chase just by freeing this woman in the first place.

After minutes of chasing, you finally catch up to the woman as she throws clothes at you, her slight smirk fading as her tone became sour almost immediately as she began to speak to you, clearly not fond of enforcers or the fact that you were still dressed like one.

“Keep up, will you? My little sister could do that when she was seven, all us fissure folk can. Don't you wanna blend in?” She said, before walking off into the streets, fully expecting you to follow.