[center][color=3d5a88][h2] Niallus Saberhagen[/H2][/color]
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[color=3d5a88] Event:[/color] Aftermath. 
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Niallus sat, daydreaming as always. The fires of Revolution seem to have dimmed, but what's to say that something will rekindle it. Surveying the landscape it had some resemblance of a street, but with all the debris, it was difficult to tell. From where he sat, he wasn't too far away from Himself, Rikard, Roslyn, Johann and a little Cazenax stood their ground against a small army. 

It was an extremely close call for himself as he suffered quite a few injuries. Luckily for him someone from the long range support group, must have noticed his group was in trouble, deciding to provide heals and buffs to Niallus and his group. Knowing what was at stake, he stood his ground with the others and continued fighting. Rikard managed to wipe out quite a few in succession. Niallus managed to take down a few, and also used Bottom Feeder to drain some of the rebel’s Manas. He didn't want to use it, but given the situation, he had little choice, he needed every advantage, his home was under attack.

Looking back, after the fight when his group managed to succeed in defeating the army they were against. At some point during the fight, the little Cazenax seemed to run away. When the students all came together. They broke off into groups once more. Niallus' group broke off in an attempt to rescue Penny. Pushing forward towards an idea where Penny could have been held, it was a difficult journey to get there. Navigating through a maze avoiding deadly traps. 

His thoughts come back as his satchel falls onto the floor, spilling its contents; some sheets of parchment fall out of a book that was in his[color=3d5a88]"Crap."[/color] as he leaned down to pick them up, he went through the sheets, checking if they were intact. Some sheets had sketches on them out of charcoal. Some were of landmarks, The Forked Tower, The Evertree. There were a few portraits of some of his friends. Even one of Albion. Seems that they were all accounted for. [color=3d5a88]Need to be a bit careful with these.[/color] Sketching has been somewhat of an interesting hobby, as his work seemed to be paying off as they were pretty good. Portraits of people were far better than landscapes, but he was making steady progress. Placing them and the book back he found his application form for the opening for Tan-Zeno. 

His application was complete. He was still debating whether he should hand in his application, as he wasn't sure if he was good enough for it. Thinking  his answers were lacklustre, mediocre at best. [color=3d5a88]Come on, at least try.[/color] Trying to motivate himself to go through with it. Taking a deep breath, deciding that he might as well get this over with, he went to hand in his application.