Chapter 2: Empress vs BBC
The air in Zaun's slum was thick with the usual stench of sewage and rotting refuse, but tonight, it was also laced with the smell of cheap beer and sweat from the packed bodies in the Blackwater Bar. The place was a dive, with its peeling paint and sticky floors, but it was the perfect spot to trade information or merchandise.
The bar's patrons were a motley crew of thieves, low-life gang members, and the occasional ambitious merchant. Tonight, however, there was someone different. Someone who stood out from these dirty men.
Raelyn, the ancient Empress of the Noxus Empire. Tall and voluptuous, her long white hair was swept back. She wore metal armor and a dark red bodysuit that accentuated her curves; her breasts were full, her hips large and round, stretching the fabric to its limit. Her eyes were stern and unyielding as she scanned the room.