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!
"Mmm. They hated the art shows my students would make. What is this? Art by the poor for the stupid?" Bastien shook his head, wrinkling his nose and opening his mouth as if to get rid of a bad taste. "Terrible. The one blessed thing about this place is the lack of established systems like the one that allow those men to be the way they were. We must not allow them to rise." The dip into seriousness was not planned but clearly meant, Bastien clenching his fist and frowning at the wall as if it showed him some symbol of hierarchy.
Of course, Bastien had seen the brand in the time since Rexanna's Ascension; he had not commented upon it when she had slipped into bed beside him nor any of the mornings after, not when there were far more important things to do like kiss her or simply marvel at where he was.
But in this moment with her hair moving and the laughter of before falling into quiet...it was hard not to have his eyes linger on the spot. He would still not ask; some scars were not meant to be told unless offered. Listening, he nodded and leaned down to get a towel for her, held it in his hands as he waited for her to finish washing. "And Halyven was the site of the most harrowing times, I imagine? How do you think The Voice knew of it?"
Bastien
Start by admitting from cradle to tomb
Isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum
It's only a cabaret, old chum