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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Every heartbeat pounded in his ears as the minutes passed. As Korbin breathed out what Noah had suspected, but hoped against, he nodded. There was an exile -- surely a cannibal, a devil -- cresting the horizon. The likelihood of the man being amiable towards them was a negative number -- after all, there were only a few reasons people got exiled from Halo before Neron arrived. The older man contemplated for a moment to command the boy to shift and fly away, and for him to follow suit on his own, but Noah knew that would only keep Korbin safe. Noah would not be able to escape as a reindeer undetected at this point, and he knew that seeing that as an option for meat would be a delight for the stranger.
Noah closed his eyes for a moment, breathing out steadily and slowly. Opening his eyes, he lifted just slightly to look out where the exile was. Alone. He breathed out again, controlling every fiber in his body. He made eye contact with Korbin, steely and cold. His hardened jaw and tight brow gave only one command: stay down. Noah lifted his body up, sturdy legs a strong foundation beneath him. He lifted his bow, arrow already notched. He drew. He breathed.