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.
"I--w-will live." Remi murmured, each word agony as the torn muscles of his stomach and ribcage vibrated with the sound. "I cannot be killed w-when shifted." He added, breathless and finding it difficult to focus on the words coming out of his mouth, but knowing that Sam likely needed more context to ease the worry the alchemist heard in his voice. "T-that is why I changed so s-suddenly." Shivering slightly now from exhaustion and pain as well as temperature, Remi squeezed his eyes shut for a moment trying to cling to consciousness.
As Sam's finger trailed along his jaw, Remi opened his eyes. There was hardly any light here, just enough to softly outline the flutter of Sam's lashes, the silhouette of his face. With a groan, Remi raised a hand, meaning for it to ascend towards Sam's face, but finding the effort more than he could manage. His arm collapsed onto his stomach and Remi bit down on his lip to keep from crying out, instead breathing a steady stream of anguished air from his nose.
With a muffled groan, Remi looked at the dirt-ceiling overhead. After a moment his entire body began to shake as his muscles tensed and defiantly ignored the commands of his mind. Releasing the tension and sighing, Remi's eyes closed for just a moment before he forced them open again. "I do not know that I can...not...right now anyways. " Swallowing down a thick mixture of saliva and blood, Remi tried to turn his head towards Sam as much as he could. "I am sorry Sam..."
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.
