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 didn't know Rory well. Hardly at all even, but the urge to reach across the palpable space between them and touch—hands, lips, cheeks—if only to force away the sorrow and heartbreak. But could he even do that? Was it hubris to think those thoughts, and just wistful naivete that the blue-eyed man would even stand for such? Of course it was. And so instead of trying to repair what it was he saw shattering in Rory, the alchemist just allowed something inside of himself to break as well. Perhaps one day one of those fragmented pieces of himself might just be the right size to heal his friend.
The echoes of agreement and offers to assist temporarily boosted Remi's spirits, until Rory spoke up again. It wasn't the first time that talk of upsetting the dangerous equilibrium of this place had been met with chords of disagreement from the leatherworker, but he'd never seen Rory so animated before.
Remi's glance towards the blonde was far from condescending or judgmental. Rory was right of course that waiting was the better option, but...that had never been the Northaven way. And though they were no longer in Northaven anymore, it was hard to break some of those habits no matter how much sense it might make. Remi's pale stare tried to find Rory's, to offer—what? consolation? understanding? affection?—whatever his boyish features might have expressed, it wasn't as much as what he wanted to.
Clearing his throat slightly, he looked back to Ronin. "Rory is right. The snow is doing us no favours." And you have a baby on the way he thought silently, no doubt not needing to remind the ex-captain of that.
remi
Every now and then the things I lean on lose their meaning And I find myself careening in places where I should not let me go
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
