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.
Winter was over, but it was still cold. Frowning himself as he shrugged into his jacket, he quickly found out the reason why the man seem so amused. "Ah." Remi said awkwardly, clearing his voice and running his hand backwards to front through his hair. He stopped, looking up hesitantly as Sam mentioned that Remi had actually helped make the store. The alchemist's lips fell open slightly as his eyes darted away and down. "Oh." He said softly, swallowing.
—Being the only one holding our mem-memories
The alchemist suddenly felt drenched in icewater. There was so much to unpack there: the our that was so frightening and terrifying. In Remi's mind, he was still hiding who he was. He had to, and even if he didn't, even if this world would accept him for who he was, to not remember what it was like the first time he...he...
well. To not remember the first time he anything. Was Sam his first? Had it all happened here? That would make the most sense of course. Swallowing, Remi watched as Sam easily ascended the staircase. On the one hand, knowing that the man upstairs knew things about the alchemist that Remi didn't even know himself anymore, was terrifying. No longer just a saying, there really were people who now knew Remi better than he knew himself. And just what sorts of things would he learn? Was this man the sort to lie? Could he be believed? And if he couldn't, who could? Vai of course, but there was so much she admittedly didn't know.
Biting the inside of his lip hard enough to make himself wince, Remi drew a breath and followed Sam up the stairs.
REMI
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips, faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard and drown me in love
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
