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The Hourglass Order

Niallus Saberhagen

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Event: 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"Crap." 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. Need to be a bit careful with these. 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. Come on, at least try. 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.

The Hourglass Order

Niallus Saberhagen

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Event: One's Purpose

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Location: Zarinas party.

After some time. Niallus approached Jocasta and Yalen. It had been a while since he talked to either one. "Yalan, Jocasta." he almost called her by her title as Zeno. Luckily he managed to save himself. He wasn't exactly sure what to say. So he took a little breath to help him relax then spoke.

"So, how long until the wedding? so I have time to pick out a suitable gift for you both." a slight chuckle escaped his lips.

Jocasta seemed to slump visibly. "That's number thirty-seven?" she inquired with a dullness in her voice. Yalen, beside her, consulted a small piece of parchment. "Thirty-six, actually." He shook his head and smiled. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves, dearest."

Then, he turned to Niallus. "Many thanks." He rose and shook the much taller youth's hand. "It's in a couple months, on the First of Ardanes," Jocasta piped up, rolling around the table a bit to be closer. "Fortuna," Yalen added. "She *insisted* it be on an auspicious day," he teased. "Never knew she was so superstitious."

"I'm going to go rub Penny for good luck later," Jocasta replied, deadpan.

"See?" Yalen offered, with a helpless shake of his head. "Anyhow, don't spend all your money on us, *really*. She makes a decent enough wage as a Tan-Zeno and I come from a rich family."

Jocasta shot him a look and Niallus could only guess at the dynamic behind it. "So, how about you?" Yalen continued, changing tracks. "Haven't seen you around much, except in the Trials."

Jocasta nodded eagerly. "Your relationship -" Yalen's hand covered her mouth with incredible speed, muffling whatever she'd have said next. Jocasta batted it away and shot him a second stabbing look. "Your relationship with the school: any better than all the other Eskandr? The other day was... nuts, and now everyone who's on that 'side' is busy raising a ruckus over it."

"Sweetie, do we really have to talk politics?" whined Yalen.

"Why yes, dear," Jocasta responded, "Because I'm going to rip someone's intestines out through their mouth if I have to have one more conversation about wedding dresses."

"I never knew girls could get tired of that," Yalen mumbled.

"I'm spiritually kicking you in the balls right now, dearest."

"I'm grateful it is only spiritually." Then, Yalen turned back to Niallus. "Ah, yes, sorry!" he chirped. "So about your whole take on the issue...?”
Niallus couldn't help but chuckle. He didn't think Jocasta was superstitious, then again it was Jocasta, the woman was full of surprises. But he raised an eyebrow, when Yalen covered his fiancé's mouth. "My relationship with other Eskandr is ok, mostly because of my family's services."

Watching Jocasta go off to rub a Penny. "She never changes." a smile breaking across his face. Getting back to what Yalen had mentioned, "Indeed. The other day was crazy. I did have some trouble with some Eskandishmen. I tried my best not to anger them, since chaos was already going everywhere. Luckily the students and the Zenos were able to defuse it. At least for the time being."

He sat down on a chair offering Yalen to sit opposite him. "So where were you during all that. But I know you, you would have tried to keep order."

Jocasta arched an eyebrow at Niallus. "I'm right here, genius." She rolled her eyes. "It was a joke." She regarded Niallus for a moment. "You alright?" Yalen nodded along. I wouldn't listen to idiots like that, except that they may end up in charge before very long." He sighed and downed some of his drink. Jocasta took a bit of hers as well, testing it for poisons first, of course, *always* testing it. "He was in Belleville, dealing with the... over a thousand refugees from Tanso, Parmoy, and Yarsoc there now?" She shook her head. "I was there with him. While we're busy bickering amongst ourselves, the world outside hasn't stopped moving. The Tarlonese everyone seems eager to cozy up with here are still invading, charm offensive or not."

"How about you, Niallus?" Asked Yalen, verbatim. "What do you stand for?" Jocasta nodded. "What's your cause?" she asked. "Seems like everyone needs to have one these days."

Listening to what the pair were saying. Seems that everyone has their hands full during these difficult times "Over a Thousand..." resting his drink down on the table. Clasping his hands together. "I honestly feel like this is just the beginning, no doubt those numbers will increase. It'll only be a matter of time before it's everywhere."

Hearing Yalen and Jocasta ask him, What does he stand for? What's his cause? "My cause?"
Leaning back into his seat, tilting his head back, thinking about it. "I haven't given it much thought. I've been wrapped up in too much trying to live up to the standards that my family and other Eskandr that have close ties. Sometimes I wonder If I can't even do that." leaning his head forward to face the two once more.

"I suppose It'll take some time to think about it. When I need it the most, it'll probably become more clear then." disappointed that he couldn't give a real answer to their question. But he wondered if he listened to what they had to say on the topic, it could give him some insight on finding his own.
"Can I ask you both the same question?"

"I know it's a bit of a lame answer," Yalen replied, "and probably the expected one, but... to do justice." He shrugged. "Just because I've left the order doesn't mean that I've left all of its tenets behind." He shook his head. "On the contrary, I think I'm headed someplace where I can do more and do it immediately." Jocasta glanced his was and he glanced back at her. They exchanged a small, knowing smile.

"I guess I'm like you, big guy," she addressed Niallus, "floating about without any direction." She swirled the drink in her wine glass pensively. "Though I guess I'm following his lead for now." She reached out and squeezed Yalen's hand. "He's my purpose."

Niallus appeared to have received his answers, but would they lead him anywhere? Give him anything? A gust of wind buffeted him and caused all of the little banners strung up above and all of the posters and notices festooning the fence, which they were quite near. Two ripped off and fluttered right into him. Jocasta batted another away and it fell by one of her front wheels.

Presently, she bent over to retrieve it before another gust came and blew it out of her reach. "Well, well..." she exclaimed, trailing off for dramatic effect as she straightened. "If that isn't Dami sending a message, I don't know what is." Hers was a protest pamphlet, outlining the charges of 'The Conderned Student Body' against 'The Brazen Corruption of the School Administration.'

Niallus' was a recruitment poster from the Lamplighters: 'Calling All Good-Natured, Law-Abiding Students to the Defense of Our Academy Against these Violent Protests that hath Disturbed the Peace of Late.' The final one was a missing cat poster, with a reward of two magus.

Listening to what both Yalen and Jocasta had to say about their purposes. He smiled at them. They managed to give him some idea of what his could be. "Thank you both for your insight. You two are really perfect for each other." he said to them both.

Upon Jocasta showing him the poster of himself for the Lamplighters. He was grabbing the other flyer that she couldn't reach. Upon see the recruitment poster. He paused for a few seconds "Wow..." he simply said to it. After his eyes read the missing cat poster.
"I might go into this Lamplighter poster. Or this corruption thing. Might help me think about what you two have said, Maybe it might prove fortunate.." he finished his drink before standing up
"Thank you both for your time. I'll put them back on the wall."

Jocasta handed him the final paper and offered up a parting smile and a wave. "You stay safe, Niallus!" Yalen downed some wine. "You stay awesome!""

He now held, in his hands, the opportunity to go and do something impactful, to be part of something that could change or save the status quo. Or... he could go save a cat for two magus.

Niallus looked at both posters. His decision was easy. He went back to the board and stuck the cat poster back on it "There we go." keeping the other poster. "After the party, I'll pay a visit to the Lamplighters." he said to himself. Then, the cat girl steals the cat poster. She brings it over for Raffie to look at. "Look, kitties!”

The Hourglass Order

Niallus Saberhagen From the Invisibles

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The Hourglass Order

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The Hourglass Order

Niallus Saberhagen

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Event: Moving Forward.
Location: Ersand'Enise.

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The evening sky was upon the streets of Ersand'Enise. Niallus walked these cold streets, his breath being seen in the air. with Albion walking shortly behind him. Her head was nuzzling up to his right arm. He smiled, giving her a little rub on her head. From how she was behaving, it seemed that she enjoyed being part of the Animal show event that was being held at the festival. "Did you enjoy yourself girl?" he asked her. She gave a musical chirp. He smiled once again, giving her a little scratch on her white scales on her head. Then continued walking in the cold air.

Opening the door to his dorm, Albion rushed past Niallus inside the room, to her bed. She must be tired. he thought to himself before closing the door. He hung up his cloak. Going to his desk, it seemed he had some letters sent by his family. Suitors, check-ups or just wanting to talk. It was one of them, possibly all three. Rubbing his brow with a couple of fingers, he went to his bedroom to check on Albion, she was fast asleep, just not in her bed. Her body sprawled across his bed. "Why did I bother buying you a bed." he mumbles under his breath with a faint smile.

Some time passes, A lone candle lit from his desk, complemented by the dim, warm heat from the fireplace that was also lit. Sipping on a cup of coffee. Leaning back into his chair, thinking about the last few weeks that have happened. The time of the Faire was fun. He didn't do too badly during the three legged race. Only problem was he wasn't really too fond of his partner, since she almost killed his girlfriend. But now, that's kinda irrelevant now since she's now his ex-girlfriend. He just shook his head. The hopping race, he wasn't too good at during that so he was glad that disastrous event was over.

After was the tug of war. Niallus was put with a few people he knew. There was the obvious one, Esmii. A new friend he's been talking to recently, Roslyn. Penny who looked really different with her having two legs now that completely caught him by surprise. Lastly was Penny's boyfriend Jamboi. Their team was off to a bad start, really bad. Then something happened, it was hard for him to describe. Ayla cast something, then everyone just seemed interested in other things. Miret adjusted herself in her top to flash her cleavage at me, that definitely caught him off guard. Esmii dived into to water running to Sven, then he just picked her up and took her into the bushes. Penny jumped at Jamboi and started making out. No idea what was going through Roslyn's head but from her crimson face it was perverted.

The fourth event was rather fun. Teaming up with Marlijn was something interesting, but it was fun. They didn't win, but the two Eskand managed to still enjoy themselves, by drinking their weight on booze. Then they took part again in the drinking contest. They did a little bit better than the last time, they lost again. Luckily they found a way to ease with the loss and began to drink some more. The downside is, they have no idea what happened the night after their drinking session. Both of them had to go to a binder to help recover from their hangovers. It was fun.

The Talent show was next on the list, once again he found himself pairing with Marlijn. It was a great performance that they managed to create with their act. Both of them did really well, even if they were almost bottom. Still it was good fun. Taking a sip of coffee, he leaned back in his chair, thinking about the live shows performed by the Soul Sisters, another by Leon. "That was fun."

These weeks have been difficult for him to adjust to, break up is never a good thing to come. Maura, Esmii, and Sven have made it easier to help. Even new people like Roslyn. Not to mention he started to talk to Marlijn more. He cupped his chin with his fingers wondering the last time he spent time with Marlijn. "Was it when she and her brother were attacked by a Sang?"

There was an odd feeling in the air, slightly different from normal. It came from somewhere. Niallus's room faded away leaving his body suspended in the air as if he was sitting on something. But he couldn't see it. As he looked around he saw Albion break from the darkness and slowly crept towards him. Each step she got bigger and bigger. Until she towered over the Eskand, he tried to speak but couldn't find the words. He thought it was an illusion of sorts, but it felt too real to him to think that. Then the giant Albion stepped back from him, it started to smile with a toothy grin, then stuck its tongue out. Niallus was even more confused by this display, but it felt familiar somehow. A voice came from where Albion was standing.
"I almost got you there." Niallus recognised it slightly. The atmosphere warped once more, his belongings became transparent, then physical, the Albion in front of him began to fade away, in its place, a young female Eskandish started to materialise. She stuck her tongue out playfully to him.

"Marlijn," he signed with relief, "Thanks god's, I almost thought it was real at first." he smiled, a light chuckle escaped his lips. Marlijn smiled at his complement to her skills. "Thanks." she looked him up and down, "Good, that effect on that hat wore off you. It would be kinda embarrassing having a few drinks with a child." she explained with a little giggle. Niallus smirked at her response, he would have felt the same if it happened to someone else. He finished off the rest of his coffee, standing up ready to go. "I'm ready when you are." he asked her, opening the front door of his dorm room. Marlijn walks past him outside into the hallway. "I am, while we're hanging out tonight, after a few bottles each you can tell me about ReTan." she asked curiously.
"Sure." he simply said, walking with her down the hallway. "Do you think we'll be able to remember after this night?" asking with a little smirk.
"Probably not." she said, sticking her tongue at him. Then the two of them laughed, then the two decided what Tavern to visit first.

The Hourglass Order

Niallus Saberhagen

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Event: Disconnected
Location: Ersand'Enise.

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"Why…" Niallus sat his knees curled up to his chest. Head resting on his arms. He felt disconnected after Ingrid broke his heart. Stringing him along. Why didn't she say something, they could have just went back to being friends. Lifting his head up to see his room in shambles. His desk flipped, his chair destroyed, books scattered everywhere around the room. He just sat in the chaos, revelling in it. He thought that After what happened in ReTan, he thought it wouldn't get any worse, how wrong he was. He felt so disconnected.

Albion, from the bedroom poked her dragon head out of the doorway. Worrisome chirps as she crept towards her owner. She pushed his arm with her nose, he didn't react to it. Tilting her head, she tried again. "Not now, Albion." he quietly said to her his tone was drained and exhausted. Albion approached him from his left side, sticking her head under his arm, so it was around her neck. She nuzzled his face, purring. Her soft white scales brushing up to his cheek. Getting him to open up his form slightly, Albion took the opportunity to curl up on lap as he laid his legs down. He slowly started pulling himself around. He started to pet her head. Trying his best to smile. But it was difficult for him, for now he just left it. Albion knew her owner was hurting, she wanted to help him.

"What do I do?" he asked himself. He knew this was going to be difficult, especially since she's had a lot of friends with him. How is that going to pan out? He was dreading telling Maura. He knew that he'd get a lecture from her saying I told you so. She was only using you, and you didn't listen to me. If he didn't tell her she'll probably hear the rumours. Sven will help him move past this. Help him back on his feet. Maura will also help him move on. Leaning his head back on the door of his dorm. He was exhausted. Physically and emotionally. He wanted to just go out, drink his troubles away. "Up Albion." asking her to move while he gets up. He goes to the bedroom to clean himself up. Halfway to the room he turns to see Albion sat waiting at the door looking at it. As if waiting for someone.

He knew what she was waiting for, his mind flashed back to the times she'd be sat waiting at the door and Ingrid walks through. Giving Albion some attention before closing it. Afraid of being lost in his memories.
Niallus shook his head, bringing it back to reality. He kicked one of the books on the floor, making it hit the wall. He'll tidy up the damage he's caused to his room. But right now he doesn't want to go out. He just wanted to stay in. Shutting the world away. Leaving Albion as she sat there waiting for someone who was never going to turn up. His bedroom was also a mess, things scattered everywhere. He just flopped onto his bed. If anyone asks him about it, he's just going to keep a brave face and try to hide it, until he's ready to move on. "Tomorrow is going to be a difficult day..." he mumbles.

The Hourglass Order

Niallus Saberhagen

Metro, Niallus Vs Abdel

Abdel @Yummyyummy Niallus @McKennaJ71

The Island it was. Abdel nodded. With a simple hand gesture, both his beasts joined his sides and followed him. They were earth creatures, but their natural environment was loaded with water. Swimming came naturally to the two, and they were fast. Abdel rode the one with the bridle, Dayanara, until they reached the Island where he dismounted.

“Ready?” he asked Niallus as he dried up with a quick arcane-based heat release from his pores. “If you showed as much willingness to fight for your friend as you do to defend your trinket ...” he quietly snarled.

After shaking off the water around them, the Skuggvars were given the subtle order to see Niallus as the enemy. They began to circle around him while Abdel stayed a good few yards away.

Niallus gritted his teeth at Abdels response. With the Skuggvars circling him. He knew this wasn't going to be easy.

"You've changed Abdel, I'm surprised that you didn't try to run away, like you did in the caves with the Titanbloods. " he snarled. Abdel was ready, so was Niallus, he casted Hungering Shield.

“Making good use of that sword.” Abdel remarked.

“I really hope it was worth it.”

First off was Qadira, circling Niallus with her tail pounding the ground every few steps. Then, it swung, hurling quills toward the Eskandish. Niallus paid no mind to Abdel watching Qadira attack from the side; he used Kinetic to try and avoid it.

Abdel canted his head as he began to pace too, following Dayanara's cadence right behind her. He was just tall enough to see over her tail and keep a keen eye on Niallus. Then, he began to form earthen padding around his Skuggvar to enhance her power and durability via Binding

Dayanara glared at the identified enemy. Then she stopped, while Qadira continued. Suddenly she charged Niallus in a burst of speed one wouldn't expect from such a bulky creature, aiming to ram him to the other side of the pond.

Seeing Qadira charging towards him Niallus began to Draw in Arcane, for an Arcane lance, once it formed he began to feed chemical magic into it then went to throw it at Qadira.

Niallus was rammed, the lance striking part of Dayanara's armour but failing to make her even flinch. Luckily, the Eskandish unit of a lad only hit the edge of the island and could quickly get back on his feet. After being hit. He knew this wasn't going to be easy but still he was feeling the frustration. His real target was Abdel, not his pets Using Kinetic magic he attempted to use a kinetic shockwave to hit Abdel.

Abdel will use a mix of arcane and chemical to make a small explosion under his feet to propel himself out of the way. Luckily for him, he aimed to land toward Qadira. The shockwave jiggled her blubber, prompting her to look quite cross. In retaliation, she unleashed a large glob of corrosive and flaming mucus at the annoying insect of a man.

Seeing the mucus coming towards him Niallus tries to counter with Chemical to stop it from hitting him. The glob exploded prematurely, but still hit Niallus head-on, scorching his drip and pushing him into the water behind him before he could actually burn.
“... Uhm, you okay?” Abdel called out, losing a bit of his initial steam after seeing the devastating reaction of his Skuggvar. He did NOT order her to do that!

Niallus slowly climbed out of the water back into the circle. He was in bad shape. Even standing back up was challenging as he was swaying back and forth a few steps almost ready to fall over. "What's wrong? Feeling sympathetic to me now?" Niallus remarked.

“I don't want to kill you, you know.” Abdel crossed his arms, still close to his armoured Skugg. “You're a coward that acts like some sort of teddy bear, so we let our guard down. I don't feel safe with you around me. But I don't hate you.” he sighed, gesturing, for Qadira to back off from the shore in case Niallus wanted to swim back. “Concede and we're done.”

"I do feel guilty, I can't deny that. I did something that I can never take back." lifting his head up to look Abdel in the eyes.

"I had to choose between Dragon Smirk and all of you. This is something that I cannot atone for.". Coming to terms with it he did. He knew this would eventually happen.

Abdel scowled. “It was not just between us or Dragon Smirk, Niallus!” shouted the younger teen. “It was between the man that trusted you and some crazy monkey sanguinaire!” then, he scoffed. “And it was for that sword. I know it was. Honey-coat it all you want.” he shook his head, his now incredulous. “Not even an ounce of mercy shown, just to save your own skin.”

Niallus threw the helmet, it landing just in front of Abdel. Then he threw the sword away. "I don't care about the helmet, I don't care about the sword. I don't deserve any of you as my friend, more importantly I don't deserve her." he is so weak that he can barely draw. He looked at Abdel once again.

"Then do it. Put me down like the traitor that I am." he shouted to him.

Both items stopped right before hitting the ground or water, held afloat by Abdel's magnetic powers. They were both brought ashore. He then glared at the defeated man. “No.” he said with as much venom as possible in his voice. Then, he took his time to pick up the sword, dragged it uncremoniously to Niallus and planted it right before the Eskandish. “You're going to live with this. And this will be your constant reminder. Use it. Profit from it. Take advantage.” a detached look was all that Abdel could must. “It is what you've earned. What you deserve.”

Then, he turned around to return to his beasts. The helm was placed onto the head of Qadira, and the straps stretched and elongated via binding. It looked incredibly silly. Soon, Abdel would leave the island on the back of one of his beasts, letting Niallus alone with his demons. Some more literal.

Niallus opened his mouth to speak, nothing came out, instead he just fell, it seemed he finally reached exhaustion. He collapsed to the ground unconscious, hitting the ground with a thud and didn't move. His breathing was weak. But he was alive, only just.

Ingrid flew over the water to tend to his wounds, not saying anything. What could she say? He's hurt in a way she can only just be there for him.

Harold's Academy for the Magically Inclined

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Day 1 ◈ Time: Evening ◈ Weather: Light rain. ◈Location: Inside the ballroom◈ Participants: Aurora @blackrosesiren Beatrix @Mckennaj71

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As the ball got underway with the casual meet and greet. The two young women had two very different times there. They both stayed close to each other, well mostly for Beatrix's sake, since she attempted a few times to slip away from the ballroom. Aurora however was very resourceful at reeling in her lighting using acquaintance. A vast array of people from different standings all together for this one moment involving regal attire. People greeted them as they walked past, from subtle bows, to elegant curtsies.
Aurora seemed to fit in with these lively event, pulling out her trusty tambourine, and tapping it a few times, people cheered at her, making her perform more, giving little twirls in her lovely dress.

A brave boy approached the two, people assumed that he wanted to dance with Aurora, It was a bigger shock that he looked at Beatrix, with bravery and pride, extended his hand out to her. "Young lady." He said, "May I have a dance with you?"
"Me!?" Beatrix exclaimed.
Aurora was giddy with delight. "Go on, accept." she mumbled to Beatrix.

However Beatrix stood there, staring at this boy, her cheeks, crimson with embarrassment. "I…I" struggle to find the words. Her voice trapped inside her throat, trying her hardest to speak some words. But she couldn't. She had to do something, she was embarrassing the poor guy and herself. Trembling, she raises her hand to touch his extended arm. Beatrix started to emit a small aura of light around her. Aurora seemed to notice it, Beatrix's silver hair started to bristle at the back of her head. Is she building up electricity? a look of worry passed over Aurora's face thinking that Beatrix was going to electrocute him. She wanted to intervene but couldn't respond to it.

Stay calm, stay calm. Beatrix screamed her head taking a deep breath, trying to compose herself, it only worked a little bit. Beatrix's hand mere inches away from his, the area around them was drowned out by Beatrix's anxiety. Just before their hands touched, a surge of electricity jumped from her hand to his, giving him a static shock. "Ow…What is wrong with you, you loser." He shouted at Beatrix.
"I'm sorry, it's just when I get nervous" Beatrix tried to explain, but the boy was already walking away from her.
"I'm sorry Beatrix." placing a hand on her friends shoulder to comfort her.
"No, it's ok, I'm use to this happening." Beatrix explained, a little sad in her tone. Wanting to cheer her up she had an idea.
"I know how about this, we have some food, hopefully that'll help you relax a bit." A smile beaming from her tanned face. After a few seconds, Beatrix nodded
"Sure, I'm actually kinda hungry."

After some time having something to eat. They say together. Aurora with a nice drink, while Beatrix was eating a strawberry cake. The latter seemed to be really enjoying eating the cake, even having a bit of cream on her pale cheek. "Beatrix I don't get it how can you still be eating? You've had two servings of food, and that's your third slice of cake." Aurora looks Beatrix up and down before speaking again. "Where do you put it all?" Beatrix chewed and swallowed the bit of cake in her mouth. "I don't know." then went back to taking another bit from her cake. Aurora just laughed at her friend.

Chaos struck as strange eruptions happened, the two girls stood up. Responding to the panic, Beatrix tried to speak but it just came out as muffles, with her mouth full of cake. "What was that!?" Aurora stated before Beatrix could finish her mouthful of cake. Seeing a few students taking action Aurora wanted to help too "Please, remain calm and one who don't want to get hurt, please leave out the emergency doors and down the corridors." Almost the panic from the students. A student bumped into Beatrix knocking her, causing her cake to land in front of her. "My…cake" she said with such depression and sadness
"Will you knock it off, we have more pressing matters I'll buy you another one." Aurora shouted to Beatrix. Looking through the crowd they see a group of students taking action. One they both knew as Anastasia she seemed to be injured, "She looks like she's in trouble, come on let's go help her." Beatrix stated, both girls went up to Anastasia to see if she was alright and what was happening.

Chronicles of Elysium: Lost in the Weft of Time

Osiris Pendragon

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The activities of the fair were in full effect. The aroma of freshly baked pastries getting caught on the breezes "Fresh buns. Get yourself a nice, hot cinnamon bun." A baker shouted to the people walking past. A few people bought themselves a bun. In the queue was a young man named Osiris Pendragon. The baker handed him a cinnamon roll, with a smile. In return for the tasty food, Osiris gave the baker enough money to pay for it. "Thank you." he says. "Enjoy your roll and come again." The baker said with a smile. Osiris weaved his way through the crowd, he tore a piece of the cinnamon roll to eat. It was tasty, really tasty. He was almost tempted to go back for a second one, but refrained from doing so.

While walking, finishing his roll. He rubbed his hands to get the cinnamon and powdered sugar off his hands. He went past a series of dancers and performers who seem to be part of this festive event. They were graceful, happy and pleasant. Giving Osiris little smiles as well as a flirtatious wave. Around him a fine of nobles, commoners and performers blended together. To him this was the best time to have fun and mingle.

Stepping out of the crowd for a moment to sit for a moment. He looks on at the people going by, listening to the sounds, looking at the sights. All the banners and colourful wonders here. Everyone was happy and smiling. He broke into a smile himself, remembering the times that his family went to these fairs all the time when he was a small boy. I haven't seen my family in so long. Perhaps I should visit them one time. To surprise them. Not wanting to feel too sad he jumped back to his feet again, wanting to explore more of what this fair had to offer.

The Hourglass Order

Niallus Saberhagen

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Event: Metropolis

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With both sides splitting off to face each other. Found himself standing in a vast, wild garden. With was His lover, Ingrid. The person from the School that he met on the Mountain, Vel. Lastly was a member of the Black That Niallus fought against the night before, Golden Monkey. Standing against the students. A Towering Dragon whose name was similar to their Black Guard ally. The Golden Dragon. With the Dragon was someone who Niallus or Vel didn't want to fight. Their Ogauraq friend, Dragon Smirk.

Dragon Smirk wanted to try to talk to Niallus and Vel, performing simple words in the air, such as; No! And Friends. Niallus wanted to try to convince Dragon Smirk to leave, he didn't want to fight him. Vel didn't either. However they didn't get time to discuss anything. Golden Dragon drew in Manas for a big attack. Launching tendrils towards the group. Niallus tried to cancel the attack of tendrils speeding towards him. Using Arcane with a bit of Atomic to create a variation of the Razor of Light spell he knew. He knew this combination worked because he used the other day in the caves to save himself from Golden Monkey's attack.

He managed to stop nearly all of them. One managed to slip by, striking him into the side. He stumbled backwards, falling to his knees. Coughing hard, with drops of blood coming out of his mouth mixed with saliva. Holding the side of where he was hit. Feeling like a couple of his ribs might be broken, even the one he broke previously might be broken again. The best outcome is they would be cracked if he was lucky. Even in pain, he wiped the blood dripping from his mouth, standing back up. He needed to buff himself, so he tried to relax and tried to draw from the Void with Dark Magic. He started to feel the Void energy build up. His body however couldn't maintain it and the Void energy faded. Damnit! he cursed, it seemed that his body was in too much pain for him to concentrate, to build up Void energy. So he just left it for now.

The back and forth of attacks had begun, Niallus tried to not attack Dragon Smirk, it seemed that he was doing the same, perhaps there was some chance that he would leave. That soon changed. The Dragon launched at Golden Monkey, its jaws ready to tear the Yasoi to pieces. No idea what made him do this, was it just instinct. His nature is to defend people. Without thinking properly about it, Niallus used Kinetic to boost his movement, reaching The Jamboi Knock-off just before The Dragon's mouth did. Both Niallus and the Yasoi tumbled to the side to safety. As the two got back up, Golden Monkey smiled at Niallus, as a gesture for helping him. Across the way Dragon Smirk stood, eyes widened in shock that Niallus helped him. There were no words, no hand gestures, not even in thought pictures. Now Dragon Smirk charged at the Eskandr and the Yasoi. Niallus felt himself being thrown away by an unknown entity, away from Golden Monkey. it was Dragon Smirk, he reached out with Telekinesis, moving Niallus to safety while They attacked Golden Monkey.

The landing was a bit rough for Niallus but he was out of the way for Dragon Smirk to attack Golden Monkey, without the fear of Niallus being collateral. Their clash happened, Dragon Smirk was severely injured. They got back up, still wanting to fight Golden Monkey. Niallus watched him get back up "Stay down Dragon Smirk! There's no need to throw your life away." he shouted to him, Dragon Smirk, just smirked at him. Niallus didn't even have time to react, Golden Monkey was already in Dragon Smirk and killed them without a second thought.

Not having time to process the death of Dragon Smirk. The dragon began, this time summoning pillars of Lightning onto everyone that was around the area. Niallus had to defend Vel not once but twice, from the Dragons relentless assault on the students.

Then the Dragon once again, on the attack. This time using beams from its mouth, a scything motion to shred the students to pieces. As the beams sliced the ground making the way to Niallus, he managed to dodge one after the other, each one was extremely close to him, so close his skin got burned from the heat of them missing him, the last one was really close as it cut into the sleeve of his outfit.