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Roan arrived shortly after the rest of The Typhoon, although unlike the rest of them, he remained lingering within the sky. He made no move to dive bomb into the camp, his blue gaze merely narrowed and scanning the battlefield below. He was here as a battle medic, after all. He had no intention of getting into an actual fight unless ot was absolutely necessary. Instead, he was merely here to care for the wounded, and get them to safety. That was easier said than done, of course, but the soothsayer had plenty of his own tools at his disposal in case things got too hairy. While his feline form was ideal for healing and patching up others, his dragon form lingered beneath the surface, ready to emerge if he needed to take on a large opponent head on. He wouldn't put it past the Coalition to go and target medics in particular, after all.
( open to attacks, although he'll mostly just repel them and attempt to get away )
[align=right][sup][sup]template © tikki[/sup][/sup]( open to attacks, although he'll mostly just repel them and attempt to get away )