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.
Remi choked as Bastien so very cavalierly mentioned just whiping his cock out, flinching far more dramatically than he intended to at the chill of the paint as Bastien swiped paint against his nipple. The thought of Bastien’s unfettered manhood being suddenly unleashed along with the texture of the paint on a fairly sensitive part of his body was a very weird mixture that brought an immediate blush to his cheeks.
Though the approach of Ronin was made the colour of his cheeks look positively washed out compared to what it would be.
Glancing over his shoulder and seeing Ronin arrive, Remi did a full on double take. He couldn’t help the way his eyes were drawn down to the not so subtle muscular V poking out of Ronin’s trousers—slung far too low on his hips. ”R-rr” Remi stuttered, eyes falling back front and centre (at Bastien, as it happened) as he felt heat creeping up from his neck towards his ears.
...Remi needs someone to ravage him... “I doubt it is off the table for Ronin, but know that he is more likely to break your table instead.” Remi said with a crooked grin, recalling how the ex-captain had broken Loren’s table once when they had...
...well that was an awkward thought to suddenly be having.
With a cough, Remi swallowed and tried to take a steadying breath. “Besides, that would smudge this beautifully work you have done. “
R E M I
I followed your ashes into outer space
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
