From being an Abandoned who had rarely left the Hollowed Grounds, to embracing the call of adventure, to dying and being reborn first as an Ascended and then as an Ancient, Maea has gone through quite the amount of changes in her life. One thing remains common, though, in her attempts to find out just where she belongs; she’s always had a craving for knowledge which has brought her to so many places and to meet so many people here in Caido. We can’t wait to see what else is in store for her!
Congratulations, Maea!
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!
if there's a reason I'm still alive when so many have died
Noah didn't have all of the answers, but he knew what needed to happen to press on. He knew what tenacity in the face of adversity truly looked like -- he felt it in his bones. For a teenager to be orphaned and to raise his younger brother, in a world colder and more unforgiving than this. A godless world. A world of hurt and pain and toil. Noah knew it. It was hard, grueling, terrible work. But it was doable.
"What's your purpose, Henry?" He asked, a question for the eagle to think on. "You have to embrace what you're made to do. How does that look now? Different than before, surely." Noah took some string from one of the inside pockets of his jacket, and as he talked he worked on tying up his bird for easy transport. Eira took to cleaning herself, preening at we feathers. The rain still drenched the earth around them, the constant drumming making it so that Henry would have to focus on each of Noah's words.
"People die." Glacier eyes looked up to Henry, his stare hard but honest. "It's the way of Caido. We're here to do what work we can until it is our turn. What's your work? What can you do?"