From being an Abandoned who had rarely left the Hollowed Grounds, to embracing the call of adventure, to dying and being reborn first as an Ascended and then as an Ancient, Maea has gone through quite the amount of changes in her life. One thing remains common, though, in her attempts to find out just where she belongs; she’s always had a craving for knowledge which has brought her to so many places and to meet so many people here in Caido. We can’t wait to see what else is in store for her!
Congratulations, Maea!
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!
The wolf grinned through the exposed bottom half of his mask, dimples deep along the corners of his lips as he nodded to
[say]"I suppose it's easy to assume what would draw such a...diverse crowd. T...
Attraes looked over to as the host made his grand entrance. Dark eyes peered through the sockets of the wolf mask over to the others.
and
Was it really that simple to worship? Surrender yo...
Attraes sat quietly in the Rathskeller. A table for himself as he strummed a moody, slow ballad. In between his tune he would reach over for his glass of the golden nectar and sip in the warm burn tha...
[say]Festivities, how utterly charming.[/say]
Attraes thought to himself at the notice of a masquerade. Strong jaw twitched into a smirk as he looked over the notice. He cared little for gods and fai...
Broken from the comforts of the song by a petite voice, Attraes opened his eyes and glanced at the young lady addressing him.
He strummed aimlessly, just a tune for the sake of tune as a dimpled smil...
It had been nearly a week since Attraes had arrived in this strange world. While there was still so much alien to him, there were other comforts that reminded him of home.
The first and most importan...
It just early evening when Attraes stepped into the Rathskeller Tavern. A flicker of a smirk creased the corner of his lips as he overlooked the surroundings. Intimate...he thought to himself, banjo s...
Attraes had paused a moment in awe at the size of the creature and couldn't help but flicker a smile up at it, just out of being impressed by the sight of it all.
It was a curious request the creatur...
In the distance the faint, approaching the bone bridge could be heard the sounds of banjo strings strumming along and a smokey-voiced man playing effortlessly.
How Attraes came to hold this instrume...
