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!
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Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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"Always wanna help if I can." Emmett said, walking with a bit more confidence to the bar, where he asked for a glass of water; just something to sip while he worked so that the exhaustion would not be coupled with thirst. "...I uh, don' recognise ya. Do you work here?" While he had not ever lived in town, Emmett knew most familiar faces here well; if he didn't know someone he usually assumed them an Outlander, and he knew how Vervain liked to take those in.
With some water in his throat and determination in his mind he set forward to pick up a few chairs by the bar, neatly slotting them under the table. The action took more effort than it should have done, clearly a strain for him, but he didn't complain or ask for help.
"If..if ya need to move stuff outta here, if we get a cart or somethin' I can do that." He offered. Transporting carts and bags of things had always been his main job given his animal form; it was such a normal part of his life he didn't think to mention that to her. "I guess it depends how bad it is everywhere else...Where are we dumpin' rubbish?"
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