What do you get when two ruthless assassins raise their daughter travelling through the wildest reaches of Caido? Take one look at Theea and you'll get a pretty good idea. Cheerful and tenacious in equal measure, and curious beyond all else, she began her journey on a mission to find those her mother once called family. And find them she did, soon rubbing elbows with demigods, leaders and even ghosts from the past. Her determination is resolute, her thirst for knowledge unmatched. We can't wait to see where her next adventure takes her!
Congratulations, Theea!
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Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times
The Greenwing pines slowly darkened to the black trunks of metallic trees, the air growing thick with darkness. Strange sounds echoed through the forest, giving Sol pause as he moved to glide through the branches. He hovered for a moment before landing next to Zavien, his eyes darting around them as if something might jump out at any second. The Dragoon couldn't say he blamed him, the shadows reminding him of the many nightmares he'd suffered in the last few months.
Rubbing a hand on the back of his neck, he looked to Liam. "This place is kind of creepy, huh?" His hand fell to rest against the pommel of his sword, his shoulders rolling back as he tried to loosen some of the tension. Partially to distract himself, he asked, "Have you seen many ghosts? Not like spirits, but actual ghosts?"
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Rank: Upgraded
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
The Hollow Forest was... strange. In some ways, entering the wood felt like coming home. After all, Liam had spent the better part of the past few years in the forest. But that was where the similarities ended. The trees here was dark and gnarled, their bark metallic. When the wind blew, it echoed off the dips and grooves, creating a choir of sounds that was as eerie as it was beautiful.
Liam wasn't sure he liked it.
He mimicked Zavien's posture, resting a hand on the pommel of his own sword. "Yeah," he said, his gaze darting here and there among the trees, skating over areas he could see well while lingering on the black shadows that seemed to permeate the area. As for ghosts, though, he shook his head. "Can't say that I have. Doesn't Ludo bring back a ghost during Leafchange? At the Festival of Lights?"
Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary; they can only do harm
Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times
A loud, piercing whistle sounded when a breeze ran through the hollowed trunk of a tree, startling him enough to make his heart skip a beat. Sol hopped to face the sound, his hackles raised as he assessed for any other signs, but the forest was eerily silent for a breath, like it had taken all its wind to make such a sound.
Zabien slowly resumed his walking, glancing at Liam as he thought of the Festival of Lights. "They do, yeah. I haven't paid much attention though. It feels kind of... intrusive." He remembered Deimos seeing someone last year, although he hadn't asked who. "These people get to reunite with someone they haven't seen in years. It feels like they should get some privacy from all the prying eyes." His shoulders came up in a shrug, unwilling to ruin that moment with his curiosity.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Rank: Upgraded
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
A loud whistle reverberated through the forest, followed by a piercing silence. It didn’t feel right, the quiet; it was like the forest was holding its breath, waiting for something to come out. It made the hairs on the back of Liam’s neck stand on end, and he glanced around, looking for anything out of place. When nothing happened, he masked a shiver and continued on.
”I agree with you,” he told Zavien, his voice hushed, as though afraid to talk too loudly and call those very ghosts to them. ”If it was me, and I was reunited with someone I loved… I’d want privacy.”
Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary; they can only do harm
Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times
Recalling Liam's history, he noted the hushed tone and the deeper meaning there. Zavien didn't push or pry, letting the man share if he wished, but refusing to cause discomfort by having him relive memories or dream about meeting those he'd lost.
Sol looked around, giving a small, near-silent chirp through the paused breath of the woods, interrupting his thoughts. His eyes fixated on a patch of light peeking through the trees, promise of an exit from the dark trunks of the trees. It was a glimmer of hope in the darkness, beckoning him forward to escape the oppressive haunting.
The Dragoon nodded his head towards the light, clearing his throat. "Let's get out of here before something decides to ruin our privacy."
