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!
"I guess that depends on your definition of interesting." Remi said with a grin. "Their minds do not necessarily work like ours, but it is amazing how they think."
The alchemist smiled, pulling his free hand away from the tree as Sam marveled at what he'd done. It felt very odd to have someone so impressed with what he could do, and Remi found himself utterly unsure how to respond. With a crooked smile, he shrugged his shoulders gently as they carried on.
Wilting slightly beneath Sam's clear and opulent gaze, Remi tried not to immediately dissuade him of the notion that he could be trusted. Indeed as the ascended said that he trusted Remi more than anyone else, the alchemist could practically feel the weight of Jigano's disapproval. Remi's eyes flitted back and forth between Sam's as his head tilted slightly to the side, wanting to shake his head no. "I..." Remi said, inhaling the freezing air sharply and tensing as it filled his lungs. "..do not know if I am as good as you think I am, Sam." He said quietly, half expected to hear a jeering bard's voice from the trees accusing him of having puppy-dog eyes. "The things I have done.." He shook his head, closing his eyes with a sigh as Sam gently took his other hand. "..But you are right. I will try." Remi added with a crooked smile.
'Have you tried the peppermint bark yet?" Remi asked as the Woodlands took on a minty scent, trying to rally and steer the conversation away from thoughts of reckless and dangerous lions.
remi
Too long till I drown in your hands
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.