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!
Naked arms, his secrets still like songs I never learned
Rory.
It had been one of his first thoughts, his first instincts.
Show Rory. Though he didn't know why, the alchemist flew on sure and steady wings towards the farm with the small herd of sheep and the billowing plume of smoke. The alchemist felt excited and elated, as if what he carried with him might in some small way make up for the immutable distances he had seen in Rory's far off eyes, his description of the world into which Remi had been so unceremoniously hurled and where the blue-eyed man had found him.
Had Remi been better with animals rather than simply an amalgamation of them, perhaps he would have been able to read his friend's posture and presence better. The skittishness with Elyna and Bakshi, their hands not-touching in the drying and dying grasses, lingering glances that meant nothing in the temple and on the street that somehow still kept Remi awake at night.
On fluttery wings, Remi dipped down from the sky, stepping onto the snow from a body which molded itself elegantly from the breast of a blonde hawk. The chill in the air was brisk and bone-piercing, but still Remi's smile was boyish and bouyant. With a scarf and pelts wrapped around his shoulders to keep the worst of it at bay, he knocked enthusiastically against Rory's door, feeling a sudden geyser of excitement building in the back of his throat that made him want to loudly sing out the blonde's name in hasty anticipation.
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.