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.
Remi could only give Sam a questioning sort of stare at the ascended's uncertain answer. We should find out, if you want to come with me.. He wanted to say, but of course what it would take to test it was not something Remi could so lightly suggest. Not at this moment anyways, in this room with candle light softly glowing around them and Sam looking as though his heart was about to break.
Perhaps cruelly, though of course Remi would never have intended it to be, he sat silently as Sam wandered around potentially trying to label them. Pale eyes scanned Sam's face thoughtfully as he nodded. "I will always tell you. I promise." Remi whispered softly, wrapping an arm around Sam's shoulders as he leaned in, and softly pressing his lips into his hair. "There was a story I heard once...of an army made up entirely of lovers. Many thought that the army would be weak or distracted by having someone they loved on the battlefield, but it was not so. Instead they fought all the harder, knowing they were literally fighting for and with someone they cared about." The alchemist wasn't entirely certain what had prompted him to say such a thing. Perhaps some sort of assurance that should Sam come along on one of these dangerous adventures, that he wouldn't be a hindrance. Perhaps it was something more, or nothing at all, Remi really didn't know.
Chuckling at the the idea, the reverberations of the sound echoing against and into Sam, Remi shrugged his shoulders. "I think that even if I had riches I could never live as a king. I am too used to sleeping on floors and living in a wagon to change now." He added with a grin. "What would you do? If it is you who defeats the demon as a lion and is rewarded by the gods?"
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.
