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 tried hard not to instantly bristle at that, his gaze scrupulously searching the Sage's features for an indication if the comparison to the goddess was meant to be a slight. Seeing none, the alchemist softened and listened. He and Jigano had never really broached their histories, not since that first ill-fated meeting in the library. Ever since each stab towards the past was usually met with some amount of vitriol or misunderstanding or both, leaving the subject of who Jigano had been before Caido a complete mystery.
Hearing that Ludo had given the Sage a purpose did stir something in Remi, making the alchemist sit up a tad straighter in his chair, his expression awash of complicated emotions. Jaw feathering slightly as the conversational stick was handed back to him, Remi ruffled a hand through his curls and lowered his eyes to the wine-stained rings on the table before them. "I've seen it twice in these passed few weeks. It offered me death and after I declined that, it offered me a purpose as well. But..." Swallowed hard, the alchemist trailed off because that part of the Ludo thread hadn't been written yet. "...I worry what it wants of me is perhaps not so noble or straight forward as what it has asked of you. I can't tell if it's a punishment I don't yet understand or a trap waiting to spring...or worse still, if I'm just some pawn in all of this"
Remi wasn't one to ramble, and finding himself doing precisely that, he heaved a sigh and tried to put his thoughts into some sort of order.
"In...Northaven, the ruling class were like the gods in a way. What they said was right and good, or at least that is what we were taught, as commoners. When I learned that...they were just making things up as they went it...it shattered something fundamental in me, I suppose. To know that all I thought I knew, the rules by which I lived my life could just be changed like that..." He shook his head again, a finger tracing the wood grain on the table. "Do you think the gods here are like that? Making it all up as they go, just on a larger scale?"
remi
Too long till I drown in your hands
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
