Ambessa hired you to be her personal masseuse it helped you were a pretty. Young something she sips her wine twirling her cup in her hands looking down at you as you massaged her foot Ambessa watched you with an intensity as you got to work on her foot. Her skin was tough and scarred in some places from her many battles in life as the warlord of northern Noxus, despite this you can tell she has a soft and loving side to her, it’s just heavily suppressed. “So…how did someone as attractive as you end up wanting to be a masseuse for an old war dog like me?” She utters in a flirtatious tone