What do you get when two ruthless assassins raise their daughter travelling through the wildest reaches of Caido? Take one look at Theea and you'll get a pretty good idea. Cheerful and tenacious in equal measure, and curious beyond all else, she began her journey on a mission to find those her mother once called family. And find them she did, soon rubbing elbows with demigods, leaders and even ghosts from the past. Her determination is resolute, her thirst for knowledge unmatched. We can't wait to see where her next adventure takes her!
Congratulations, Theea!
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Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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"Hear one positive and one negative accounts of the Voice, Safrin, Ludo, or Frey from 8 different characters who have met them personally:
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After the encounter with the bear, and the endeavors of the Sea of Glass, Noah knew it was time to visit Vi's shrine. He wanted to thank him for the gifts he had been given, but also seek some guidance in ideas he was concocting in his mind. Having prepared an offering for the god, whether he needed one or not, Noah made his way through King's End towards the Barrows. Noah traveled slowly, but with purpose. He did not let his mind or his eyes wander and catch upon distractions. Generally, any time the hunter thought he might be able to gather something, he would. But he made his way swiftly, deliberately, to the shrine.
But he wasn't alone.
The hunter stood far away for a few moments, watching the back of the man's curly haired head. He did not want to interrupt him in his prayers, even as his jaw feathered. The last encounter he had with Sunjata did not go well. Neither of the men had been particularly friendly to meet, and Noah held a grudge within him against the man for the company he kept. After enough time had passed that Noah did not think anyone was coming to talk to the Flood, he finally stepped forward to place his own offering at the shrine. He looked over to Sunjata tentatively, but chose to stay quiet for a moment. The man looked worse for wear, not only with the dark bags he had seen before, but with injuries and the obvious scent of blood. "What happened to you?" He finally chose to ask.
