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.
That she didn't immediately return his greeting seemed a bit odd, but of course Remi wasn't one to judge. Instead he merely stepped aside to let her in. However as she did begin to speak Remi was utterly taken aback. Fluttering his lashes with surprise as she called him gorgeous, Remi tilted his head skeptically and flashed the woman a surprised but amused look. "Despite everything.." He agreed, his voice trailing off slightly still wondering what it was she was playing at.
Clamping her hands over her lips made Remi's brows furrow in confusion, but as she mimed writing something, understanding began to dawn. Something about her voice? Nodding, Remi grabbed for a piece of parchment and one of the quills he always kept handy. He'd not give Rexanna one of his many sticks of charcoal to write with; no doubt someone as elegant as she would not appreciate being covered with black smudges the way he often was.
As she began to move her shirt aside, Remi almost flinched nervously. The flirty tone she'd used combined with what looked like the all-too early removal of clothing reminded him too clearly of what had happened in the glade. However before actually removing the garment she merely tugged it aside to reveal clear skin. "Gone?" He whispered with surprised, his eyes dancing over her flesh in an studious way (rather than the way mens eyes probably normally looked at her), before rising back up to her sapphire stare. "How?"
REMI
I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finding me
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
