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.
Winking at the dragon as she curled up next to Aoife—Remi far too tired to worried about ice dragons next to a fire—he studied his hands as Ronin replied. Glancing over with a comical look of surprise as Ronin said go both ways, the alchemist rubbed his cheek absently against his shoulder as if that would somehow stop the blush from forming.
Then, in typical Ronin fashion, the guildmaster said something that made Remi laugh, and the tension he was starting to feel immediately dissolved, unlike his blush. "I don't have to not be myself? There are easier ways to say that." Remi scolded, conjuring a pillow in his hands and gently striking his friend's shoulder with it.
"Ahh that is right. Our living situation. So you are okay with me bringing strange men home then? What will we use, socks on the door knob? Mythical creatures guarding the doors?" He asked with a chuckle, before pausing for a moment. He wasn't about to sleep in his pants and shirt, and...well. It wasn't as though Ronin hadn't seen him without (most of) his clothes before (thanks for that, Bastien). Swallowing down the lingering feelings of discomfort, the alchemist peeled off his shirt and then lay down, folding his hands behind his head to gaze up at the ceiling.
Яemi
But now it's happily ever never. I guess now I know better
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.