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Charely Potter · 03-29-2021, 09:13 PM

Dara Vitvinina: Neo-Alliance aligned

Dara had managed to make her way through the collapse of the wooden bridge. Her full lips were bruised from landing on a wooden plank, blistering, her robes were scratched in places, and her silk smooth hair was tasseled leaving her to tie it back into a ponytail. Dara had always considered herself the loner of the type, never aligning with any league but her own, calling the shots with secret missions as ambassador. But she was tempted by one thing, the power and wealth. She had a family to care for that would benefit the most from the Greater Good and so she found herself on the line. To protect her son and husband, she had to make a choice and at the time the winning side was for the Greater Good. She was all but forced to go through this alone against her will and if she were to go down for it... at least her family would be safe and learn not to follow her path.

"..Vesna?" Dara turned to her comrade in arms who was not herself. From the looks outside she would've assumed she had perished from that height. Suddenly she was blinded by the rogue lightning bolts, one of which shot her in the arm stunning her.

"OUCH!" Dara then yelled, "You've gone mad, control yourself! Remember the plan!" But that was all she spared before she running off with her wand in hand. Remain control, calm, and collected. Walking calmly, hair was pulled back into a ponytail with her face expressionless. She walked passed some students running before gazing at one adult (Julien), "Obliviate," Dara aimed at the man before throwing a Protego over herself as quick as her arms could cast and then running. Her left shoulder was still momentarily stunned from the lightning earlier.

03-29-2021, 09:13 PM	#56 (permalink)
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