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!
Listening with his usual brand of eager politeness, Remi could feel a coral blush colour his cheeks as Bastien suggested that perhaps sex was the answer. Drawing in a hasty breath and then immediately trying to cover the sound of it with an awkward cough, Remi ran a hand through his curls and blinked rapidly a few times to focus his mind. Given the culture in Northaven, Remi had been forced to sleep with a fair amount of women to keep his secret carefully guarded. While he had left his partners satisfied, he himself rarely had been, even under the most pleasant of circumstances. Since all of that, he'd only been with two men: one of whom had all but disappeared, and the other had disappeared.
Luckily for him, Bastien was interrupted though rudely so, and instantly the awkwardness fell of Remi's face to be replaced by a naively genuine concern. "Are you alright?" He asked, pale sea-glass green eyes dropping down the man's length to ensure that he hadn't been harmed.
Whatever brief respite from the conversation the jostle had provided, it was about to get worse. Not only did Bastien sort of make it sound as though only someone lonely would ever bother to sleep with Remi, but the mention of woman, while courteous made the alchemist laugh nervously. "I have had my fair share of women, thank you." He tittered, the blush rising up to his ears in a charmingly embarrassed way.
Swallowing down his disbelief that he was having this conversation with someone he'd only just met, Remi gave Bastien a sideways glance as they continued on. "As for anyone else, I...ehm..." Again Remi ran a bashful hand through his hair. How to explain that he was a bit of a romantic (read: a hopeless romantic) who'd only just learned the joy of having sex with someone he truly cared about, and that he very much doubted that meaningless sex would do anything other than drill home the idea that he truly had lost something great?
"I am not sure I am ready to date. Honestly, I do not know if I am even single." Remi said with a lopsided smile. He and Loren had never really...confirmed what they were.
remi
Trying to teach my common sense to not waver with my confidence
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.