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!
An unfortunate fact about Ascended: from a distance, they look like anyone else. In the dark, with daisies nipping their heels… well. Nathaniel is on his way home when he stumbles into this strange sc...
Oh, Kai. If only you weren't so observant, so astute, so <i>curious</i>. Or perhaps it's just the combination of those things which hits Nathaniel like a bullet hurled from a rocket ship. ...
Time becomes an ouroboros: seasons twisting in an agonal ring. It is Flowerbirth again; it was Flowerbirth yesterday. Nathaniel haunts the shadows within the temple as if finding the place least likel...
Well, it sure was a party.
Nathaniel never expected Rory to be the one starting all of this. He remembered Rory and quiet and soft-spoken, good with animals, not <i>meek</i> but not… this...
It was all so much. It was all <i>too much</i> Nathaniel paid little attention to the bickering, too distracted by the weird frission of energy inside him, by the scene taking place in the...
True, Nathaniel visited others rarely, but he had never met anyone with quite so much enthusiasm for bees as this young woman. He raised an eyebrow as he peered down at her beaming face, and wondered ...
The sound of a woman’s voice rises over the hum of the insects, and Nathaniel pulls back to right himself again, blinking at a stranger down on the street. She has one of those goddamned vampire gourd...
Nathaniel doesn't get involved in things like this. He lives in the middle of fuckoff-nowhere for a reason. He doesn't pick fights (anymore), doesn't stick his nose in anyone's business, doesn't care ...
Truth be told, Nathaniel enjoys the extra height.
He sits up on the roof of his parents' house, well above the street. From here, he can watch the people passing by. Few of them bother to look up at ...