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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For now is better than not at all, though Lucas in his pride did not even think to offer the quip back to Wessex. She didn't want to know and he was too selfish to consider it - a right good pair, they made. Still, following her into the woods on quiet feet with his shadows writhing against the moonlight, he glanced carefully about for any sign of danger or traps. "Sam hardly wants to be an Ascended, from what I have gathered. What a waste of a gift," he muttered, offering only a nod at the suggeston that he might be able to get the same upgrade.
"I can work on the onyx pieces," he said. "The glass might be a little more difficult. Do you know of any glass blowers in the Hollowed Grounds?" Lucas slowed his steps as Wessex paused beside the tree, arching an eyebrow until she unsheathed her claws and revealed her likely plan.
"Up," he agreed. While he had no claws, the tree looked easy enough to scale, and falling wouldn't bring any pain. Getting a bird's eye view of the palce would probably be a good start. "Ladies first," he offered.
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