Jacob sighed as he walked towards the capital of Ylisse, many people along the way had whispered of him and his status as the Champion of Naga. A few people, especially in Plegia had gifted him food or water on his travels, yet now he was home in Ylisse half the population seemed to avoid him and the other half just stared at him like he was something that had come from the outer realms. He sighed as he neared the castle, he hoped to find safety in the halls of the academy.

As he neared the beautiful white walls of his home, the Ylissian Academy of Strategy and Tactics. However he took note of three men, each of them brandish axes with symbols of Naga around their necks. The problem was he didn’t know if they meant to follow him or the Church, the Voice of Naga. He turned to face them when he heard the the  sound of heavy footsteps behind him.

He cursed under his breath as he drew his tome in one hand brandishing a sword in the other. “You're here to ambush me, well I suppose this is a good spot. Personally I would done it further away from town.” With that they fell upon him,  five in total he dodged and parried, he was fast enough and strong enough to hold his own but rotten luck lead to him taking a glancing blow along his side.Standing up he readied himself, it looked like the Champion would be dead soon unless some intervened.