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located in City Crystacia, a part of Reign of Dragons : Rebooted, one of the many universes on RPG.

City Crystacia

The Capital city of the White dragons and their companions.

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Character Portrait: Talon V'lyn Character Portrait: Locien Kestal Character Portrait: Jennifer Live
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Never before had she ridden a dragon, not since the Romanias killed her bond, and never since the time she'd abandoned Ro’ell, so to say Jennifer was less than comfortable would be a rather large understatement. Jennifer clung on for dear life as the air rushed past her face, buffeting against her tiny body and carrying her dark hair wildly over her shoulders. Thankfully, Talon’s waist was firmly constructed and just thin enough for her to comfortably wrap her arms around. Such comforts did little to negate her growing anxiety and the sense of illness she felt churning within her stomach however. Her eyes were crushed together so tightly she almost missed his response when Talon whipped his head around to yell at her.

"I wouldn't let you fall," he yelled, his reassuring voice carrying over the wind and quickly being lost somewhere behind them.

“Oh? I could’ve sworn you were about to stab me earlier this morning!” she screamed over the roaring winds in return. She dug her head deeper into his back in a futile attempt to forget the nauseating sickness which threatened to discharge her last meal. Each and every jostle and curve during their flight only serving to compound her condition. After what Jennifer could only describe as several hours of pure agony, they reached the city of Crystacia. The white city was a fine sight indeed. Ominous black smoke billowed over numerous sections of the metropolis, smothering the otherwise perfectly white architecture with the taint of war. As their view continued to expand, masses of ruins became gently illuminated under the sun, the smell of their burnt out carcasses wafting its way up to their noses. All of which mattered little to Jennifer who seemed simply gratified at the prospect of being on solid ground.

For once she was glad to accept Talon’s support, stumbling off the dragon in her haste to reach stable soil. Her creamy face seemed all the more paler as she stepped down, her one free arm wrapped tenderly around her chest as she exhaled deeply. “Next time, I’ll just walk,” she muttered, rearranging her wits quickly. Judging the immediate activity of the elven soldiers, she was able to determine they’d arrived at some central command hub for the army. Talon led the way into one of the buildings which progressed into a makeshift infirmary on their way to make contact with some measure of authority. The cries of the wounded distorted the air as they passed, exciting her senses. She had half a mind to inflict further pain on the soldiers resting there, but she resisted the pointless temptation as a guard approached them. It was an elven soldier. Tall, thin, and with eyes and ears moulded into slits which exuded a permeable aura of aloofness, the elves represented a noble fantasy in the minds of many humans. Jennifer was no such human though. A wicked smile tugged at her lips as she recognised the look on the guard’s face, the look of failure.

"The Queen was killed, Lord V'lyn."

Her grin could only broaden, turning into a sharp, cruel expression of joy. These rebels were doing most of her job for her. Talon’s reply was predictable as the shock of the revelation became visibly etched into his young features, his eyes widening in alarm, "Killed?! How?"

She followed the rest of the conversation until Talon craned his neck to glance at her. Locien Kestal was a name she’d never heard of so she shrugged in response to his silent enquiry, her small shoulders shifting up then down in uncertainty. They approached their apparent target, and similar to their previous elf, he was tall, noble and possessed the signature ears and eyes of an elf. The similarities ended there though, Locien Kestal was a self-possessed figure, with dark marble like skin and effeminate long hair. The perfect buddy for Talon it seemed, much to her chagrin.

"Locien Kestal? Queen Fae called me here. I was told to speak with you on what has happened in the city so far."