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.
The alchemist couldn't think. All there was in his life now was Aoife. That's all he wanted. Just her in this dark and fresh hell he found himself in. But that wasn't what he got. Right now he had increasing bodily wounds and this man who cared far too much. Remi wasn't worth caring about. Ronin had been, and he'd died in a pit.
"It must be very hard?" Remi snapped back, his voice like ice. It must be very hard? No. Losing his memories had been very hard. Surviving LongNight had been very hard. Making alcohol faster than the drunks at the Rathskeller could drink it was very hard. Losing Ronin was impossible.
"I am fine." Remi concluded, magically pulling the bottle from the water as he pressed a kiss with sudden delicateness against Aoife's head. "Are you ready for more?" He whispered into what would eventually become a full head of dark curls. With a sidelong glance at Sam, Remi stalked back into the great room, plopping himself easily by the fire, and began to feed Aoife. Rocking back and forth despite how it must make his body ache, Remi's interactions with his goddaughter seemed to be the only window into the man he was before Ronin's death, the one who cared, and loved, and laughed.
R Ǝ M I
Since you burned me at the stake, all of my feelings went away At least there’s no feelings in my way
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
