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!
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Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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As Phoebe spoke, she named the god that had put the curse on her. Her head shifted to the girl curiously as her smile slightly faltered. “Ah, yes, that was me.” She laughed with a nervous tilt. Though as the girl spoke of meeting Frey twice, her brows furrowed together in concern but it seemed Phoebe was fine. It intrigued her as to what Frey really wanted to get out of those that had encountered them. She didn’t really hate Frey per say, they had given her very helpful advice in a place that she really needed it. She just… didn’t know enough about them.
So her head tilted slightly as she looked to Phoebe with a chiming laugh. “They did.” She paused, wiggling her eyebrows with a humorous look. “They suggested finding pleasure to fix it – a similar deal to Remi’s. Though they were a bit more up front when telling me I might be interested in a threesome.” She purred before laughing at the fact. “Doesn’t seem too difficult to do in this town when you talk like this.” She added, gesturing with her hand to her face in reference to her voice.
However, her next set of words seemed to catch Phoebe off guard and the girl seemed almost confused. Her eyes cast down to her stomach as she asked and Rexanna shook her head no with another chiming laugh. “God’s no. Hopefully one day, though.” She offered Phoebe a roguish grin before looking back across the snow and moving to remove more snow and gather more of the moss. “Did Frey give you any kind of task? It seems they don’t take kindly to being called for menial things. Thought about inviting them to join the party for fixing my voice if they were interested.” She only half joked, tilting her head to look back at Phoebe with a charming smile.
