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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: Talon V'lyn Character Portrait: Damascus Lion. Character Portrait: Olivia Wildbane
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She had closed her eyes as her free hand squeezed tightly into the bleeding limb, the elven woman's head gently bowing as if she accepted her fate. Which she did, actually. Actions were countered with an opposite reaction, a teaching that she knew well from her clan. This would be her reaction; Acceptance.

Flinching at the sound of a loudly exclaimed grunt, her mind in a state of confusion as she knew fully well that her spirit and body were both very conscious. With reluctant movements, Olivia opened her crimson eyes that were introduced to a fearsome sight of fiery death, Damascus towering above it all. This was the very first surge of emotion the wood elf had registered from the armoured man, rage and fury filling his soul.

Rising to her feet, Olivia clenched her teeth as her right arm-muscle stretched the freshly-made wound, the elven woman taking a split second to gather herself before approaching a mad and delusional Damascus. β€œCalm yourself!” The woman exclaimed, releasing her injured arm to rest her left hand on the man's shoulder. β€œThey are dead. There is no need to torment their soulless bodies any further...”

Observing the scorching flames, Olivia let out a painful huff, her left hand releasing the man's shoulder and moving back to clenching her right arm as her body stumbled forward to gather her arms.

Sheathing her knife and sliding her bow across her chest once more, the elf's eyes gazed at her companion as her mind wondered what had gotten him so filled with the fury and rage that had submerged so abruptly...

The woman shook her head, sighing as her hands brushed her hair back behind pointy ears. It was no matter, so long as Damascus did not carry on with his current charade, it was insulting to see someone who appeared to be so calm fly into a blinding rage that had no rhyme or reason.

Turning away from her companion, Olivia scanned her surroundings for a way passed the dragon carcass, as climbing over it did not ring a pleasant considering she did not want to strain her arm. Luckily, its head had smashed a building to smithereens, the walls just low enough to jump over. Nodding in that direction, the wood elf pressed onward, briefly glancing back at Damascus to see if he was following...

Having crossed the obstacle, Olivia paused, taking a mere second to investigate her wound. The cut was not too deep, but the bleeding had yet to stop. Closing her eyes, her free hand hovered over the cut, her red lips uttering a chant as the hand began to glow a dim white, magical energy circling around and in the wound as it closed in mere seconds, leaving only a thin line behind.

The magic surge had tired her slightly and it didn't help her case that the fight, albeit a short one, was tiring in and of itself. After having taken a quick breather, Olivia once more set her focus on finding the others, trying to figure where they'd go.

What was their purpose in Ro'ell? Prevent an attack, which she had just witnessed in the flesh. Why attack Ro'ell? What did these corrupt souls wish the destruction of a city? Placing her left index-finger on her lips while leaning with her left elbow on the palm of her right hand, Olivia pondered.

With a loud gasp, the elf quickened her steps. She knew where they would go, the castle...


It didn't take her long to arrive at the castle walls, nor did any door obstruct her constant pace, something that Olivia was relieved by. What did slow her down, was another corrupt and sinister presence, one larger than the three cloaked figures combined, this aura felt more like a surge of lightning passing through her entire body a surge that had her stop for a brief moment before she could continue down the large hallway.

The elf could feel the human male's presence, but his aura was a mixture of confusion and sadness. Why? Olivia questioned herself as her feet stumbled through the last bit of hallway, her crimson eyes being met with an awful sight of chaos, and the one person that concerned her sitting sorrowfully in the middle of it all.

The elf did not utter a single word, she only approached the man, offering him a helping hand to get back on his two feet as her expression matched the current emotion her companion was feeling. Olivia didn't turn to the sound of heavy doors opening, until after the assassin had risen from his feeble position, her gaze cautiously observing the figure that entered through the opening...