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.
Remi nodded with a similar confusion. "Where we came from, they were called bloodfiends. They were created to be super soldiers in the wars we were fighting .. but they were not created by gods, but by each other." Closing one eye and allowing his face to crinkle in confusion, the alchemist tried to drum up any more information he had about the strange race. As it was, bloodfiends were typically not the sort he encountered very often. Elyna and Archebold might have been the only ones he knew of or knew personally. For the most part they remained in the manor unless they were called upon. But of course none of that remotely answered the question of how bloodfiends and ascendeds could both somehow simultaneously exist as they did.
"Mmmm." Remi agreed, humming the tone as he nodded his understanding. It was precisely the sort of implication he'd wanted to avoid, and his dismay at having done just that sent a cold shiver through his body. "It may not be anyone's choice, but it does feel as though we are somehow responsible." The alchemist murmured with another pliable shrug of his shoulders.
Glancing sideways as Rory tried to interpret Remi's intentions, the alchemist's lashes fluttered thoughtfully as he listened silently. "I have never seen anything like this, so I very much doubt it." Remi managed after a moment. His self-deprecation came naturally to him. He was lower than low after all, and with no real validation from anyone in his life and a path of subservience he'd likely never truly be confident in his abilities. Still, as long as no one minded, he would try.
Though it might have seemed inappropriate, Remi laughed outloud at Rory's framing. Better to ask a question than to die? It seemed at once so horribly exaggerated but also so bleak that something in the alchemist's frazzled and tightly-wound mind snapped and his laughter rolled easily from his lips. Dimples deep in his cheeks from his amusement, he looked towards Rory with an apologetic but crooked smile. "Only one question comes to mind." Remi's sincere and bright stare tried to find the blue of Rory's eyes as he continued: "Do you think we'll ever make it out? Or...should we be content with this?"
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.
