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The fourth of my OCs, Revel!

One of the daughters of a great elven king, Revel is kind of a brat. She is used to getting what she wants, being able to do what she wants, whenever she wants it. There was no hardship to her childhood, no enemy of her people forcing her to learn to fight from a young age. She spent her days playing in forests and running through floral gardens. As she began to near the elvish age of maturity, her father started to teach her about the ways of the crown and she became even more entitled. Servants at her beck and call. Life was filled with whatever she pleased. Until came the day of the attack.

A contingent of demons and their human allies, black-clad figures with masks, rampaged suddenly into the elves' woodland home, burning anything and everything, slaying all and any that took arms against them. Revel was knocked unconscious by one of the humans and unceremoniously carried away over a shoulder. She awoke on a stiff mattress in a room of stone, her captor looming over her. She feared for what might happen to her as the human slunk closer. She certainly didn't expect the female, a brunette with steely eyes (another of my OCs), to request her assistance in ending her clan's alliance with the demons. Life was suddenly a lot more interesting for the elvish princess.

In the coming battles, she would dual-wield a pair of twigs, using them to channel the druidic magic of nature.

Description
The fourth of my OCs, Revel!

One of the daughters of a great elven king, Revel is kind of a brat. She is used to getting what she wants, being able to do what she wants, whenever she wants it. There was no hardship to her childhood, no enemy of her people forcing her to learn to fight from a young age. She spent her days playing in forests and running through floral gardens. As she began to near the elvish age of maturity, her father started to teach her about the ways of the crown and she became even more entitled. Servants at her beck and call. Life was filled with whatever she pleased. Until came the day of the attack.

A contingent of demons and their human allies, black-clad figures with masks, rampaged suddenly into the elves' woodland home, burning anything and everything, slaying all and any that took arms against them. Revel was knocked unconscious by one of the humans and unceremoniously carried away over a shoulder. She awoke on a stiff mattress in a room of stone, her captor looming over her. She feared for what might happen to her as the human slunk closer. She certainly didn't expect the female, a brunette with steely eyes (another of my OCs), to request her assistance in ending her clan's alliance with the demons. Life was suddenly a lot more interesting for the elvish princess.

In the coming battles, she would dual-wield a pair of twigs, using them to channel the druidic magic of nature.