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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Ronin asks further about paint, and Amalia quickly sees the flaw in her idea. "Ah- no," the baker confesses bashfully, her lofty plans defeated as easily as they bloomed. "Perhaps one of the others? Or back in the shop..." with a curious shrug she trails off - a baker has little need for paint, but her grandmother had kept countless odds and ends, and she would not be surprised to find paint tucked away, now over a decade old.
Nodding in assent with the selection of trees, Amalia gets to work finding ropes and preparing to hitch their harvest to Talys' harness. The pony huffs gently as the baker fumbles, her shoulder hurting once again, which Ronin seems to catch. "Yes, I'm fine," the girl replies, gritting her teeth against the ache. "I was struck. By gargoyles. In the underground. It's healed, but still sore." She shrugs again, though the movement pulls further at torn muscles, and gently sighs.
Her work complete, the baker walks toward Ronin, raising her hand to support the nearly felled tree. "If you finish it off I'll push it over, so it doesn't fall into another tree," she suggests, not really sure if this is a good idea or not but eager to contribute, or at least try.
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