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!
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Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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Sam was having the weirdest month of his entire life. He had gone on two adventures, joined a guild, had the hint of his first sexual experience...it was all terribly exciting as well as being just terrible. He wasn't sure where he stood with most things, which had resulted in him spending a lot of time indoors, working on books.
He lied and told himself it was just being productive, that he needed new supplies for the stall anyway. While that was true, that wasn't why he was working away at his calligraphy into the early hours of the morning. Really, he was trying to shut out his mind, trying to push himself into the stories he wrote and away from his overwhelming life.
As the knock came on his door, he was just finishing a particularly intricate looped 'G'. Lifting his pen so he wouldn't flinch and make a mark (a skill he'd trained himself in long ago) he placed it down in the inkwell and got up to answer. Sam assumed the visitor would be Jigano, as he had been the only person to ever visit Sam in his home.
When he opened the door to Remi, Sam's eyes widened and he felt entirely rooted to the floor, from a spot in his chest to his toes. "..Oh. U-Um. Remi.." His eyes flicked up and down the Attuned, noting his full pockets and hands clasped around something. Had he come to ask for more drinking? The thought both terrified and thrilled him.
"..Are..Is...everything a-alright? Do...you want to come in?" Sam stepped back, stiff arm gesturing inside his living room.
Samuel
The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out;
At one stride comes the dark;