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Character of the Season
From Attuned to Ascended to Ancient, Kiada Njovu-Reyes has been reborn several times throughout her short life, but her fighting spirit has never once been diminished. With beauty, grace and a quick wit, Kiada is the whole package wrapped in an infectious smile. Recent endeavours have found her in the heart of the Hollowed Grounds, aiding the region and bettering it for her new Ancient kin, and whatever she does next, we know it's sure to pack a punch.
Congratulations, Kiada!
Credits
Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
Skinning and hosting by the epically talented Kaons, and functionality fanciness by the coding magic of Neowulf. If you ever see either of them around, make sure to show them some love!
Isar nodded, seeing no problem with that either. Of course there would be a top dog of any region, that was par for the course, and he would not wish to put himself on the wrong side of the powers that be. That was just bad manners.
"Then ask, and if it is accepted then I'll come work," he decided. "Might stay here until I hear from you though... it's warmer." Easier for a vagabond to find someplace to sleep, and easier to find things to eat too. It went without saying, but Isar had nothing to trade for food or shelter until he got that job.
so give me your prayers up on your feet and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
Inclining his head toward the other Ancient, Asta flashes a sharp toothed smile of confirmation toward Isar. “I certainly cannot blame you for that.” He murmurs, as if he might make the same call had he not had prior obligations and responsibilities (and the fact that he was growing into being quite a familiar face amongst the Grounders, in which he was more than happy to feel like he belonged somewhere).
He collects his bag of trinkets and the carefully wrapped hand, ensuring he’s mostly clean from anything that might remain, and with taking enough feathers from the Ramphire previously to fill a glass jar, Astaroth is quite settled and feels prepared for the trek back home. “I will reach out when I learn more.” Inclining his head toward the other man, he takes his leave – content to leave the rest of the bones behind amongst the cavern of Rae’s Fingers.
- FIN <33
Astaroth
so give me your sins, give me your lies but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
