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.
"Do you know what it means to see someone through rose coloured glasses, Sam?" Remi asked with a gentle, albiet increasingly sleepy smile. It wasn't to say that the alchemist really thought that Sam was so smitten with him that the bookmaker was totally blinded ... and yet... "But you do matter more Sam. Much more to me than he does." Remi added reassuringly.
"It is okay." Remi whispered, curling himself around the bookmaker and trying not to let his body sink too deeply into the warmth and comfort provided by the bed and the man he shared it with. Apparently, despite the fact that they'd both just had rather harrowing adventures outside, they were having this conversation now. But Sam was that perfect temperature, and he smelled like snow, and all Remi wanted to do was wrap his arms more tightly around him, hug him to his chest, and fall asleep.
Instead though, he chuckled into Sam's hair. "No more getting attacked by bears, I agree. We could even be so bold to say no getting attacked by anything but that seems a bit unlikely." He added with a sleepy laugh, trailing a hand absently against Sam's skin. As Sam leaned against him, he thought that perhaps this time when he closed his eyes, he'd be allowed to keep them closed. His arms wrapped around Sam as the bookmaker nuzzled against his neck.
He was so tired and now finally he'd be able to—
—..in bed.
"Oh." Remi said softly, smiling exhaustedly up at the ceiling. What had happened earlier had only been Sam's second time after all. Though being with men was new to Remi, sex in general wasn't, and in order to maintain his facade of normalcy, the alchemist had in fact become more or less quite well-versed in a great many things, sexually speaking. Wanting very badly to rub at his eyes, though fearing Sam would take that as a sign of frustration, he just hugged Sam against him all the tighter.
"I am sorry if early, if that was ... a bit much. I honestly do not know what got into me." Then, with a rather bemused smile, he kissed the top of Sam's head. "Well. I suppose that is not true. I do know." He added with a small laugh. "You."
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.
