[center][h2][u] Niallus Saberhagen[/u][/h2]
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[b][center] [hr][hr] [color=3d5a88] Event:[/color] Roses and Neskals [hr][hr] [/center][/b]

[b][center] [hr][hr] [color=3d5a88] Mentions:[/color] Ingrid @Dragonpiece [hr][hr] [/center][/b]

Stepping through the portal, with the rest of team Secto the Rose and Neskals Tournament. Hearing the crowds roar in excitement, put Niallus on edge, since he'll be playing in front of huge crowds. His first match they were up against a team that were the fan favourites for the entire event. Afraval, in Anghaz, Virang. Secto had the worst matchup straight off the bat, a team that most of the players are ridiculously strong. The chances of us surviving, never mind winning, are very slim.

Trying to calm himself down, Niallus takes a trip around, to explore the area in search of treasure. He takes a look into an abandoned ruin, untouched for god knows how long. Exploring the ruin further, the dust doesn't really seem to bother him that much. But it'll be best for him to stay on his guard. Arriving at a fork, he can either take these really fragile looking stairwell, or an unlocked storage area. Niallus's brow furrows "Which way?" He looks at one then the other. Looking on the floor he finds a small stone, picking it up, he gently throws it onto the stairs. It makes contact, followed by low creak noise. Immediately some of the stairs just collapse. Niallus covers his mouth, the dust still gets to him and he starts to cough from a huge amount of dust kicked up from the stairs collapsing. "So I'm not going that way." Waving his hand in front of his face, looking to the unlocked door, it seems he has no choice now, Cautiously opening the door. Hopefully it won't cause anything else to collapse. Inside all was a wardrobe and a locked dresser. Curious about them, he decides to open the wardrobe first. Opening it, one of the doors came off "Oops!" Placing it down on the floor. Looking inside the wardrobe, inside was some really old and really dusty clothes, rummaging through them all of them that he could see had giant holes in them that looked like the work of moths. Disappointed he turns round ready to leave when he realises the set of drawers. 

Trying to open the first draw, it doesn't budge, it's locked. Looking at the lock it's completely rusted over, no chance of picking this lock, he'll have to break it open. Using a small amount of arcane magic, he creates a makeshift claw on the tip of the index finger on his left hand. He snaps the lock off with a swift motion of his hand, he breaks the lock and is able to open the first draw. Opening it up, he was a little disappointed that it had nothing inside. "This is looking like a bust to me. Still I have one more draw."  The lock on the second draw wasn't as rusty as the previous, so he could pick this one. Eventually opening it all that was inside was a strange compass, picking it up "A compass?" Opening it up, the needle points off into a direction. "That's odd. It's not pointing north, is it broken?" Looking at the back of the compass. It seems it was Engraved with six letters  'V.I.S.O.E.D' "what does this mean? I'll have to look into it after the trials."  Walking back out of the room he remembers that the first match will be starting soon so he runs as quick as possible, not to be late.

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Before Round 2 started, Niallus took a short trip along the shore line, he eventually meeting a stallion that was completely spooked. He managed to calm it down but he wondered where it even came from. It lead Niallus further down the shore where he came across a Thresher that seem to be caught in a net and was terrified, based on how it trashed around. Too scared the horse bolted away while Niallus walked closer to the Thresher. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help. Don't eat the help." Eventually he manages to free the Thresher. It stands their, it's giant frame looking at Niallus. However Niallus takes a step back from it and the Thresher does the same. Wondering a theory Niallus moves to the right, it does the same. It seems to be mimicking the actions that he does, he wondered if it imprinted on him thinking Niallus as it's parent. Niallus puts a hand up to in attempt to pet it, it does a makeshift fist bimp with it's huge claw, walking away the Thresher egarly follows him. Seem he has a new pet, and it's a big one.

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Before Round 3 Niallus wasn't alone for this treasure hunt to the swamps.  He managed to reunite with his childhood friend, Ingrid. They had a lot of fun. Sure they nearly got eaten by giant toads but he managed to get a magical rifle, The Plainsman's Rifle a state-of-the-art flintlock sniper rifle, imbued with runic manas. Dark, sleek, and simple in design. He doesn't use firearm much, he could use this as an opportunity to get some practice with it, or trade to someone else. it cost him a shirt since he destroyed it trying to get rid of the smell of toad bile off him. 

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Deciding once again to go on another adventure with Ingrid, they took a trip into the sewers. Niallus ended up up with a mouthful of sewage, fell down a hole completely soaked in sewage and may have a concussion. Honestly it was a little embarrassing in front of Ingrid but she didn't seem to care, she was even a little worried about me, it was sweet. Since they wasted so much trying to get back together, they went back in after the final game of Roses and Neskals. There was a bit of tension between the two, but they managed to get past this and find an item for Ingrid and a map of the catacombs, which they will hold onto for another adventure together.