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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"That is my daughter fighting down there. So if you could all keep a civil tongue in your fucking heads until I know whether I'm carrying her corpse home, I would sincerely appreciate it."
Vervain was going to stay at the cabin. She'd been sitting there for a while, in fact, rocking Ronin's daughter and contemplating the future of her own children, when she realised that sitting idly by and waiting for news wasn't her way at all. So she had bundled Aoife up, slung her bow and quiver over her shoulder (just in case) and set off for the Spire, unsurprised to find a crowd gathered there already.
No, the surprise was to hear Rory - Rory of all people, when they had hunted together and watched each other's backs - spit such vitriol towards the lonely quartet in the distance. Before Vai could get her own words out, a voice rose up above the rest and spoke the same sentiments that burned upon her tongue. And it was Kalt who turned out to be the owner of the voice - no one would be more stunned than Vai.
Nonetheless, with her eyes on the fight that had so unceremoniously begun, she moved to stand beside the assassin. "Well said," she muttered.
vervain
well i'll rest my eyes
and i'll let the earth breathe