[b]Champion:[/b] Kled.
[b]Affiliation:[/b] Noxus? 
[b]Role:[/b] Fighter.
[b]Attributes:[/b] Melee.
[b]Location:[/b] Kled's land >>> The Ball room.
[b]Tagging:[/b] [@BreakingMe][@LeeRoy]
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Kled was resting by the fire his ax in the stuck in the ground with his back against it. He was just feeling the night take it's toll on him and was close to finally what some would call sleep, but he heard some twigs snap and he immediately jumped to life. Fury filled his one good eye and he furiously looked around, hand on his trusty pocket pistol, and upon hearing a bush rustle he opened fire. The first shot sent him back but as insurance he fired another shot and was knocked back again. He holstered the pistol and picked his ax out of the ground and approached the bush. Gazing into it he found a messenger carrying a note, and slowly bleeding out. 

[color=f7976a]"Poor thing, but that's the price you pay for stepping on my land!"[/color] Kled yelled at the end, and he let loose his ax on the messenger and grabbed the note from his cold dead hands. [color=f7976a]"Skaarl, you got a snack. And we got mail."[/color] His lizard got up and dove into the bush with excitement. [color=f7976a]"Now let's see what we got here... Invited... Ball... Peace... FOOD AND DRINKS!"[/color] he jumped into the air and let out victorious shout. After having putting out the fire he saddled up on Skaarl and made way to the ball.

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Kled was stopped at the front door and told he had to leave his weapons with the guards he agreed because his Skaarl was the only weapon he needed. After getting the green light to go in he road his mighty steed through the front doors. [color=f7976a]"Forward Admiral Major Kled has arrived!"[/color] he called out into the ball room, and for being small the yordle can make a very loud entrance you could probably be deaf and still hear that. His eye quickly scanned for some of those drinks that were promised. His eyes landed right next to that red head Katarina and a tray of champagne. Still riding Skaarl Kled approached the women and grabbed the whole tray from the server [color=f7976a]"So the mighty Katarina decided to sit by peacefully drinking in the same room as some dirty Demacians? Wait. I know you're only doing this to throw off there suspicion. That's just like a Noxian to lure the enemy into a false sense of security and strike when they're most vulnerable. So when are you gonna strike? Never mind I want to be surprised when it happens."[/color] While waiting for any of that to even phase Katarina Kled looked at the rest of the attendants and someone did catch his one eye. It was some attendee carrying a lamppost on his back. [color=f7976a]"Well look at that, I reckon that one over there must love that lamppost, but no as much as I love this lizard."[/color] he said while rubbing Skaarl's head.