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 mention of a veterinarian made the alchemist think of Martha. Inhaling deeply and exhaling a puff of disparaging air, he gave Isla a sly stare. I knew it. All along you have only wanted me for my body. He mentally chuckled, knowing that it wasn't and had never been true. Then again, given her recent ascension perhaps it would; his blood if not his body anyways.
As her paws batted at his chin, he playfully snarled trying to gently bite at them as they gently battered the underside of his jaw.
Trust me, in that body I think you will find your instincts kick in quite quickly. Remi murmured with a knowing sort of growl. It was the reason why he'd last visited her in the infirmary after all, those instincts were.
Biting at the swell of her rib cage, Remi playfully heaved himself away from her and trotted towards the door. Well? He purred, reaching up with a paw and batting at the latch of the door until it opened.
REMI
It's not a silly little moment, it's not the storm before the calm This is the deep and dyin' breath of this love we've been workin' on
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
