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.
OG Skinning provided by Kaons, with functionality and many custom plugins made by Neowulf!
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.
It was perhaps later than Remi should have come by, but sleep had eluded him these days and he was almost sure that Isla would still be up. She had patients after all and though he didn't know a good deal about the healer, something told him that she probably didn't wile away her hours sleeping when she could be doing something more productive.
The soft glow from the lights within the infirmary told him his suspicions were correct.
In his pockets he had a number of tools he'd made for the medic based on some of the specifications she'd given him. None of them were magical like the numbing balm, but like Remi, Isla had gone her entire life without magic and the alchemist knew that she was incredibly capable without it.
Knocking gentle on the door-frame, Remi peered into what was probably some sort of operating theatre. The smell and the lack of life-supporting equipment told the alchemist everything he needed to know about the 'patient' on her bed. "Knock knock." He chimed with a bright smile. Reaching into his pocket he removed the various tools he'd made for her.
REMI
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips, faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard and drown me in love
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
