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!
"Yes, it seems I am." Noah chuckled some, letting his seriousness fall away slightly. He realized he had been tense their entire trip to the forest, which is why he had been so quiet. He took a deep breath and let his eyes close for a moment, centering himself here and now and not then and there. He needed to let the anger he felt towards the man he had scuffled with fall away, or else it would get in the way of what needed to happen here today.
"Delphine, has anyone ever taught you anything about self-defense?" Noah asked, glacier eyes opening once more. He wasn't here today expecting to teach her how to kill a man, or want to, but he needed to know that if it came down to it she could keep herself safe. Noah was used to doing whatever it took to keep himself safe--from ursurs, wolves, cannibals. He had killed all of them at this point. He did not want Delphine to become a killer -- to live with what Noah lived with in his soul.
Surely, though, he would kill for her if she reached him safe enough to replay for him her threat.
Am I a prisoner to instincts or do my thoughts just live as free
And detached as boats to the dock?