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 didn't so much open the door as collapse against it. His mind yanked absently at the earth that he'd packed in the woodwork to keep Sam from following him. Given that it was still there, the ascended must still be inside. Or...he might have gone out another entrance. The alchemist, in his haste, hadn't considered that. What if Sam had done just that, and was now out in the dark and the snow searching for two someones who were no longer there?
Please be here, please be here Remi silently repeated as he shoved the large door open. Letting Isla go first—it didn't even occur to Remi that she would ever stay outside—Remi turned and shouldered the door shut behind him, locking ever bolt and turning every latch before spinning to survey the darkened room.
Only he didn't have to look very long or hard. Sam was right there.
Remi's heart couldn't even flutter or feel relieved, it was far too shaken, his mind too frayed. As Sam recoiled, Remi frowned. Looking down he saw the dark sickly ascended fluid all over him, believing that was what the bookmaker was reacting to. "No, Sam, it is fine. I found Isla. It is all alright." He said, the jumble of words probably making absolutely no sense what so ever.
REMI
What have I become? My sweetest friend—Everyone I know goes away in the end
If I could start again, a million miles away, I would keep myself. I would find a way
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
