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.
Following dutifully behind, Remi took advantage of the brief respite where Sam's gaze was not upon him to run his free hand brutishly across his eyes. Raking his hands through his hair Remi tried to shake himself out of the weariness he was feeling at having to have this conversation again. First Jigano, then Vai, and now Sam. It was getting to be a little much for the alchemist's mind to continue to meet with understanding and tolerance, but such was life. And Remi was more than used to not getting his way.
"I will always try my best to come back." Remi replied gently, squeezing Sam's hand. The idea that Sam wanted to come along if (when) the alchemist did something dangerous was surprising. Sam definitely did have his own unique brand of bravery, but unlike Remi who was perfectly fine with placing himself in dangerous situations and dealing with the consequences, Sam certainly seemed less so. Though unlike Jigano might have, Remi merely hummed a note of agreement. "Alright. If you like. You can always be a lion if you are with me, I suppose. Or...Can you take my magic too?" Which would be more useful? Being a predator, or being able to control the earth? To create things out of thin air?
Remi glanced around the bedroom as they entered. Modest by most standards, it was still more than the alchemist had ever had his entire life. Glancing over Sam's shoulder, Remi wondered why it was they were in here. There was a table and chairs downstairs...and very likely a sofa or some such in one of the other rooms.
But Sam had brought him here. Remi swallowed, a fluttery sort of feeling dancing in the pit of his stomach, suddenly washed out by cold uncertainty. Clearing his throat with a quite cough, a candle appeared suddenly in Remi's hand. It was quite large and earthy smelling with 5 wicks in the centre. Moving towards the already-lit light, Remi gently let the dry wicks catch, before adding it to the table with a small smile.
Looking towards Sam, there was a gulf of sadness in Remi's eyes as he considered for a moment. Sitting next to him on the bed, Remi wrestled with something he always had. Honesty vs. hurting those he cared about. Inevitably, Remi made the same decision he always did. "You know I cannot promise that, Sam." He said in a low voice, nearly a whisper. "But I will always try."
remi
Come on skinny love just last the year Pour a little salt we were never here
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
