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!
Credits
Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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Sunlit Shadows (mastered) | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Style: Offensive | Level: Mastered
Deadly Recall | Can recall 1, or 2, or 3 of her feathers to her hand, within a range of 30ft. Recalled daggers do 1/2 damage when recalled.
Rescue (Mastered) | Remi can bring a fellow Old God demigod to his side in a time of crisis for three concurrent posts. One use per thread. If the summoned demigod also has mastered this ability, they can remain until the end of the thread.
12-15-2018, 10:58 AM (This post was last modified: 12-15-2018, 02:22 PM by Odd.)
Lion and hawk though he might be, the alchemist was rarely overly aware of his surroundings. Often too lost in thought as he was now, he hardly heard Kalt approach until the assassin called out his name. ”Mmm?” Remi mumbled to himself, turning his head to see the man approaching. Flashing him a sunny smile, Remi tapped his fingers over his biceps and allowed his grin to go lopsided as he nodded in agreement.
”More than a hand, I think.” The alchemist chuckled, turning his gaze back to the door before him. Reaching out to turn the current door knob to demonstrate just how ineffective it was, the alchemist sighed slightly. ”I can do this-“ In his hand, a brand new knob and fixture appeared. With a sigh laced with amusement, Remi glanced back towards Kalt. “But there is the small matter of the current knob being all but fused to the wood. I am not sure there is a way of removing it that does not entail removing the door and replacing it as well.”
When Remi had been ‘gifted’ this magic, truly he thought he’d be capable of anything. Quickly he was learning that creating something from nothing was perhaps not as all-powerful as he thought it to be. As evidence by the fact that he was currently being outwitted by a rotten and warped door.
remi
Every now and then the things I lean on lose their meaning And I find myself careening in places where I should not let me go
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
