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!
Quite happy to stock the shelves with liquor as Flora and Asta do all the heavy lifting, by the time they're taking in their efforts, Danta has found himself behind the counter as an impromptu bartender. "I very much look forward to your grand re-opening," he informs the Doubletake, pouring a round for them (it's rum, whether they like it or not) and raising his glass in a toast.
"Good to have Torchline's finest taproom back up and running," he says, clinking his glass with theirs and smoothly knocking the drink back. Listen, now that they aren't relied upon not to drown or set anything unnecessarily on fire, he's allowed to cut loose, right?
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
"Congratulations," Isla agrees, raising her glass and offering a sunny smile to Flora as she clinks it against the Doubletake's in a cheers. "I'm sure we aren't the only ones who will be glad to see this place back open." The rest of Torchline, naturally, will be ecstatic at having their regular haunt to return to.
Taking a much more measured sip of her drink than Danta, the Remedy glances around just to make sure Mateo's poisonous plants are appropriately out of reach of drunk patrons.
And they are, for the most part; but if she's placed a little dream cactus upon one of the window sills - not immediately, enticingly visible, but more than capable of being grabbed should someone decide to go for it - well, that's up to them, isn't it?
Flora's mouth drops openly theatrically at Asta's comment and gods if the ancient doesn't unlock gentlemanly as one of Flora's new turn-ons. Perhaps not since Neron had she met anyone so poised, and though she'd rein in her thoughts about him for the moment, she was absolutely going to gossip about him later to Isla.
"What, and try and top the last one?" She trills, waggling her eyebrows at Danta. Wondering if such a thing was even possible, Flora grins as she clinks her glass against his as well. "Only one way to find out."
Glancing around, Flora finds that although she was skeptical of what Isla had said earlier, about doing it by hand and taking some pleasure in it, that she actually was starting to feel a bit of pride. Where once she'd taken over the Tavern out of spite, she'd come to love its dusk-lit interior. "I really couldn't have done it without you. Jokes aside, I really do appreciate it." Taking a moment to offer each member of the trio a meaningful look, Flora grinned.
