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.
The shake in Sam's voice and the quiver in his fingers seemed to be a thing of the past as the hold the ascended had on his jaw increased. Remi could feel as well as hear the hum and for a moment Remi's state of pleasure and confusion was so great that the noise might have come from anyone or anywhere at all. He'd forgotten entirely what was happening and could feel only his heart beating wildly in his chest (no doubt trying to make up for the drop in his blood pressure), and the flush of his cheeks as they grew hot with Sam's presence. The alchemist's mind was a pulsing whirlwind of vagueness, feeling only the incredible rapture of his senses and the places where Sam was touching him. Indeed as the man's hand found its way against Remi's thigh the alchemist's body responded without direction, moving into the contact as his own hold of the man's hip increased hungrily.
As Sam's fingers found their way into his curls the alchemist's eyes closed and he found himself leaning forward and down, allowing whatever purchase the ascended might need or want over him. His other hand had at some point made its way to Sam's other hip and lower back, pulling him closer until—
—the sensation stopped immediately, but that didn't mean the alchemist ceased to feel the way his heart was frenetically beating or how his chest was rising in falling with the shaky sips of air he'd been taking. As if a switch had been flipped, the alchemist could suddenly hear how loud he'd been breathing, and all at once he gasped in a breath and held it, incredibly aware of the fact that his arms were around Sam, that the man's hand was tangled in his hair, that his back was against the rock wall, and that Sam hadn't pulled away.
Breathlessly, Remi's breath hitched as his eyes blinked slowly in the darkness, really only able to see the soft coppery outline of Sam's head. "Are you...is that enough?" He all but gasped, a latent shiver of pleasure running down his spine.
REMI
Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
