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.
Remi felt something inside of himself melt just a little at that. Squeezing gently against Ianto's fingers in his own, he thought that sharing some of the fox's warmth sounded like one of the best ideas he'd heard in a very long time. Staring into those eyes that he'd seen so many times and from so many angles, he bit the inside of his lip to keep from either moaning or laughing stupidly as the merchant spoke again. "And I you." Remi said, laughter and relief spilling from his lips as his pale stare searched the deep blue depths of his friend's gaze.
For a heartbreaking moment the smile on Remi's face remained, even as his face tilted ever so slightly away. Horror deepened his gaze as colour rushed towards his cheek, already quite rosey given the temperature and the handsome fox before him. Blinking, his smile fell away as a coldness crept into his bones far more saturating than anything the elements could do.
Exhaling a puff of white air, Remi felt his fingers tremble in Ianto's grip as he stuttered backwards a step, fumbling and almost losing his footing, but never taking his eyes off of that blue stare. "No.." He whispered. Disbelieving, or simply not willing to let himself be fooled again, Remi shook his head defiantly. "No...not you....not..."
Remi's eyes snapped back into focus even as his lashes fluttered with tears that wanted to surface despite the freezing air. Grinding his teeth, Remi pulled his fingers from Ianto's Ludo's and tilted his chin upwards in some bizarre act of defiance. "Does that mean ... does that mean Ianto is dead?" Remi asked, voice breathy with emotion and uncertainty.
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.
