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!
The frustration she felt at her clear lack of skill in archery did not show itself as a fiery demon with intent to burn the hunter down. For that, he was thankful. He let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding after she accepted his offer of help. The broad, toothy grin on his face brightened for a moment before lowering as hi face turned to something more fitting, more focused, for what was about to occur. "Noah Olson." He extended his own hand to grasp hers in greeting. Everything about his hand was opposite of hers -- a large, calloused, working hand.
"Okay, let's start from the very beginning then." He worked to make sure that his tone was not patronizing in any way. He had taught many, many young hunters in Halo to shoot a bow. Maeve was no exception to that now, except for her age. He took his own bow and placed it over his shoulders again, the string against his chest. "Which hand do you write with?" Noah asked, taking a sidestep from Maeve and tilting his head some.
And if you drink the water,
It might just stop the pain