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!
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Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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The words announced confirmed Ray's fears. War was coming. But the herbalist felt a bit of relief. Eight seasons, she had eight season to prepare. Ray had already begun her preparations as the tensions began to rise, so having a time-frame meant that she could plan such means more efficiently. It was also a relief as some flora only arose in certain seasons and Ray had been worried that she'd have to do without if the war broke out before then. Eight seasons gave her plenty of time to acquire just about everything she could ever need.
Seeing the congregation break apart, Ray too set off for home. There was much to do, but right now she just wanted to be in her own bed.
the only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existance becomes an act of rebellion -Albert Camus
Sah's eyes narrowed, the words of the spirits further confirmed. The Abandoned had already begun to increase his training since being warned at the shrine. Now however, with a general idea of when the war was coming, he could maybe plan his training out a bit. Granted, he knew full well that the war could break out early should event trigger it. Sah would have to keep his eyes and ears open, ready for that moment.
The Abandoned was still unaffiliated, still neutral more or less in his allegiances. But he had a feeling he'd be pulled into the fray. So giving an understanding nod to Melita, he grabbed his things. Eyes narrowed in deep thought, he set out for home. Lilly, who had raced to his side upon the announcements, was silent. The pup however young she was, could feel the tension in the air. She knew that things had shifted, her bonded's determination and restlessness feeding her own. The pair made no further goodbyes and headed home.
