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.
"Hard?" Remi repeated with another of those dark and uncharacteristic laughs. He raised his head from his hands, giving Sam a look that was so unlike him, his face youthful but aged by the lines of weariness and despair. "That everyone knows I am.." He swallowed. "..gay aside...that is not it." Clenching his teeth together, Remi looked around the room, as if trying to latch onto something familiar. But of course there was nothing.
With a weary sigh, Remi suddenly looking and feeling foolish, he glanced across at Sam and shook his head. Though he'd noticed the blue ( :| ) of Sam's eyes, without the prevalence of blue-eyed men in his life, it was simply another colour. Pretty enough, a nice contrast to his copper hair and freckles, but it drew no reaction from the alchemist now.
"No, I am alright. You should not have to leave in your own shop." He replied with an apologetic smile.
Running his hands through his hair, Remi leaned back against the chair though kept his knees upright, tracing patterns against them with the feather. "I...it is a shock to know that everyone knows something about me that I kept a closely guarded secret my whole life. It is perhaps one of only two things I have ever lied about, or tried to keep hidden." The other having to do with a man, and a very old friend. That he certainly still remembered. "But to know that..." Remi's head shook slightly and tears wanted to prickle against the back of his eyes, but he batted them away. "..that at some point that changed...that I acted on what I had always tried to hide.." Biting the inside of his lip, he glanced quickly and awkwardly towards Sam, before turning his attention back to the feather. "I had thought perhaps you were the first. But from what you have said, you...were not." Swallowing uncertainly, Remi continued to shake his head in a sort of slow and disbelieving metronome-like rhythm.
"An entire lifetime of hiding it. Of fighting it. To know that at some point I stopped, that I gave in and presumably it was okay, and to not remember. The biggest moment of my life...and I do not remember it happening." At some point his voice had fallen to a whisper and his hands had begun to shake as he gently twirled the feather.
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.
