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!
Remi shook his head glumly. Pale eyes that should have been shiny with tears were miserable yes, but still clear. It was hard to lament something you could no longer feel. Like a phantom itch or imagined pain, there was nothing within for Remi to grasp onto and point it. Nothing he could grapple with emotionally. Just an emptiness that wasn't quite empty. Already his soul had seemingly filled in the pieces, and though it should have felt like Frye had taken something from him ...
..it didn't.
Which was of course the worst of all.
"Oh, no. Please don't." Remi said immediately with a genuinely bemused smile. "I am truly happy to hear about the two of you."
Does she know.
Remi's jaw clamped down slightly as the urge to lie swept upon him; Ronin was not the only one with old habits to deal with. "He." Remi corrected, though his voice was low and his eyes were downcast. As with telling Vai, though perhaps not with the same amount of certainty, Remi couldn't imagine his friend being upset by this news. Surprised perhaps, but not upset. Even so, given the decades under which he'd constantly lived in a society that forbade precisely the sort of thing he'd just admitted, even now saying it out loud felt risky. "And no ... not yet. He's been difficult to pin down lately..." Remi said, running a hand against the back of his neck and deciding it was better just to come out with it now. Surely Ronin's next question was going to be who is it.
"It's Loren."
R E M I
I followed your ashes into outer space
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.