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

City Ro'ell

The Capital city of the Red dragons and their companions.

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Character Portrait: Jennifer Live
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Empty. There was no one there.

Jennifer strolled casually through the corridors, the soft sounds of her footsteps broken by the scuttling of rocks as she played soccer with a pebble carried from the outside. The hallway ahead, a brightly lit wide access way was devoid of life. The complete lack of magical explosions or corpses was all the confirmation she needed.

The illusion mage continued to edge forwards. She’d been navigating her way through the castle for several minutes now, recalling the memories of her past spent here in. Disguising herself as a guard with her magic, Jennifer had at least expected numerous magi guards to be traversing the stony passageways, to even hear the sound of their armoured feet racking against the masonry, but it was all too quiet.

Resting her arms over her head, Jennifer’s pale chin rose as she gazed up at the passing roof. Wooden beams braced against the parallel walls rose up majestically before her, displaying intricate representations of Ro’ell’s gods. Duly, she whispered the names of each one as she progressed, each one conjuring her distant studies. Jennifer felt strange, it seemed as if the rebels had simply given up and vanished, slipping into the cracks of whatever shadows they’d originated from. The fighting outside had been nightmarish, just seconds before reaching the castle she’d been desperately evading the whizzing fireballs and steel tipped arrows. The hand to hand killing and bloodied corpses lining the inner walls where a testament to that. Considering the rebel’s behaviour thus far, it made no sense to her that the rebels wouldn’t take advantage of the confusion and head for the king immediately.

The king’s security chambers lay at the end of her pathway, lining the walls of a simple antechamber. It acted as a safe almost, and Jennifer guessed once it was sealed it likely couldn’t be opened from the outside. Fortunately, luck favoured her as the echo of hurried footsteps reached her from behind. King Greyor, circled by three guards, was making his move to towards the safe. They stopped immediately as they spotted her.

“Magic,” one of the guards spat, sniffing the air like a literal hound dog. Greyor’s eyes narrowed as the perceptible danger presented itself in the form of Jennifer.

Jennifer’s grin could only widen fully behind the mask of her illusionary uniform. Lances of magic tore across the room as the guards launched several attacks without hesitation, creating glowing blades of energy which scythed into her. Jennifer’s slender body shuddered under the impacts, her head lulling. Abruptly her hair came down as her cruel smile rolled back to face the human guards, the wounds over her body vanishing magically.

“World fracture.”

Invisible blades ripped across the room, tearing chunks out of the masonry floor as Jennifer's attack carried itself forwards. All three guards howled in agony as their blood sprayed over the floor, splattering in horrible arcs across the walls. A shrill laugh pierced the ears of the Greyor as Jennifer stepped forwards unnervingly, revealing her true identity as she dipped her feet in puddles of red liquid. Her arms extended outwards as a hysterical voice thundered across the wide antechamber, depravity and joy mixed in her expression.

“You monster,” Greyor spat with a contemptuous snarl. He drew his sword, one final display of courageous resistance as Jennifer drew closer to him, her smile still fixed to her features.

“Of course I am, your city made me this way after all. Be proud! And now, you and I, we need to have a little private chat,” She uttered the final words in tantalizingly short clips, teasing the man playfully as her buzzing magic filled the entire room.




Jennifer stood face to face with Greyor as the king writhed in pain, twirling his golden crown around her fingers. The blood greasing her body slid to the tiles as she pulled herself away with a single motion. She took a deep breath and exhaled, a sigh of relief almost as she gaze around at her handiwork. The king was impaled against the wall, crucified almost as her spears held his arms outstretched. Since time had been short, this was all she could manage. For whatever reason, she still continued to pump her illusion magic into the room. In her other hand she juggled a dagger as she stepped closer once more, the blade inches away from dealing the finishing blow.