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!
Kiada would see a flash of electricity as she circled. It might have been nothing; merely the glint of light against the strange substance that the Spire appeared to be made out of. Or it could have been something quite important. It was so hard to say. As she flew though she would indeed see and notice it more frequently at the top, as if it were gathering somehow...
Devrum would notice this and more. Perhaps his trajectory was braver or his eyes somehow better suited for the task, but he would notice rings of electricity arching near the top, as if emanating somewhere deep within the Spire and then being released. But it was no more than that; no flair of discharge, no sudden burst of understanding. Just coils of electricity seemingly simmering and simpering away at the top...
For his part, Remi noticed very little. His gaze was more focused on the literal interpretation of what Ludo had said, as if expecting there to have been a door at the top they could simply open up.
Another raucous gust of wind would blow the trio about now that they were at the pinnacle of the Spire without its bulk to protect them. Down! Remi urged, adding a loud vocal trill to underscore his word. There is nothing here...no way in...back to the ground Disappointment coloured his mental speech, but at least they were unharmed.
Gliding down to the ground, eyes now trained below, the alchemist spied Rory lingering from where they had taken off, crisp blue eyes raised towards them. Giving his friend a bright trill of greeting, Remi briefly considered seeing if Rory would extend an arm or a shoulder for the hawk to land upon, but decided against it. Words were quite useful after all, and he'd rather like to actually be able to gaze into Rory's eyes have an actual conversation with the man, rather than just be a feathered accessory. And so, shifting nimbly in the air and landing elegantly on his feet, Remi flashed a boyish and charming smile towards the blue-eyed man. Still a bit breathless, Remi shielded his eyes to watch Devrum and Kiada hopefully following in his wake.
"I did not expect to see you here." Remi laughed still a touch breathlessly, his expression and tone still coloured by adrenaline and emotion from his flight.
PQ Over! Thanks friends!
REMI
I wish I could discover something that doesn't expire
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.