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.
"Don't worry?" The alchemist admonished softly, as if not worrying about Sam was ever something Remi had successfully done. Kneeling down in front of the chair, Remi's no-longer shattered green stare watched Sam's fingers unbutton his shirt with a growing wariness. While it was true the alchemist was shirtless, something about watching another man undress—and for that man to be Sam no less—filled the alchemist with a cold spike of worry. Even so, if his friend was harmed...
"Hey, here.." Remi said gently, a new shirt appearing in his hands. It was closer to Remi's fashion-sense than Sam's being a sort of muted-plaid pattern, but the cloth was soft and not covered in sticky ascended fluid.
"A fight? With who?" He asked, his eyes know scouring his friend for signs of other wounds. The news about Lucas made Remi's lips part in a silent O of horror. "But..I thought that you..." didn't die? Though Remi's memories had been taken largely as a result of Lucas' actions, still the alchemist was horrified to hear he'd died.
remi
Too long till I drown in your hands
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
