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.
"Anything you want." Remi panted against Sam's ear, though the words dissolved into a happy moan of frustration and pleasure. Hands that were now mostly clawed slid down the flat of Sam's stomach, his fingers coming to scratch at Sam's hipbones as Remi's teeth worried the bookmaker's neck.
The hunger and need Remi felt was resplendent and complete. He wanted nothing more than this, what his hands could fasten on and what his eyes could see, here in the darkness of the alcove. One hand roamed up Sam's chest, grabbing and twisting one of his nipples as his tongue made similar patterns against his earlobe. For a moment a clawed finger began to work at the material of Sam's pants until the alchemist had an idea. A wonderfully ingenious idea that, were his mind not so totally engulfed in a heated debate for how best to rid he and Sam of their clothes, he would have been quite proud.
With a dark laugh, their clothes turned to rose petals. Who said romance was dead.
Biting at the back of Sam's shoulder, one of his hands slipped down his thigh, enjoying the complete freedom to touch as he would. Well, perhaps not complete freedom. The length of Remi's erection was pressing against Sam in ways that made the alchemist want to either readjust himself or enter the man before him. But Remi had been envisioning this minor detour long before Sam had, and though he was feverish with lust, he wasn't selfish. Placing one of his legs behind Sam's thigh, Remi heaved them both forward until he'd pressed Sam almost entirely up against the stone wall.
Leaning against him, breath hot against his ear, with one hand he grabbed Sam's hip (rather hard), and with the other he gently clasped it around Sam's length. "I only have one request.." Remi whispered as heat filled his cheeks, and his belly, his vision blurred by copper hair and the restraint it was taking to form words. "..try not to cum until I tell you to."
REMI
Loving you was sunshine, but then it poured & I lost so much more than my senses
'Cause loving you had consequences
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.