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!
Every heartbeat pounded in his ears as the minutes passed. As Korbin breathed out what Noah had suspected, but hoped against, he nodded. There was an exile -- surely a cannibal, a devil -- cresting the horizon. The likelihood of the man being amiable towards them was a negative number -- after all, there were only a few reasons people got exiled from Halo before Neron arrived. The older man contemplated for a moment to command the boy to shift and fly away, and for him to follow suit on his own, but Noah knew that would only keep Korbin safe. Noah would not be able to escape as a reindeer undetected at this point, and he knew that seeing that as an option for meat would be a delight for the stranger.
Noah closed his eyes for a moment, breathing out steadily and slowly. Opening his eyes, he lifted just slightly to look out where the exile was. Alone. He breathed out again, controlling every fiber in his body. He made eye contact with Korbin, steely and cold. His hardened jaw and tight brow gave only one command: stay down. Noah lifted his body up, sturdy legs a strong foundation beneath him. He lifted his bow, arrow already notched. He drew. He breathed.