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!
Coming to a decision on what to do had taken a long time. Now, with a clear goal in mind, Lilliane had set off for the rainbow road early in the morning. Arriving at the shrine, she took a deep breath, trying to keep the nervousness down. The thought of trying to talk to an actual deity still scared her.
For an offering, she had brought a necklace made of hazelnuts and beechnuts. Placing it gently at the shrine, Lilliane stood for a moment. Then she took another deep breath. "Frey? If you have a moment, I would like to ask you something."
"For you, sweet thing? You can have all the moments you like." Frey appears, regardless of the aspect or the season, clothed in little more than bronzed skin and a smattering of snow moss. Sprawled across the rainbow road as if to wick away as much warmth from the stones as possible, they raise their eyebrows at the necklace.
"How adorable," they chime, rolling over to reach for the offering, fastening it around their neck. Instantly the nuts begin to sprout, of course, but this is no terrible thing. "Speak then, honeydew. What burning question tickles your tongue?"
Despite everything she had been told, Lilliane was still surprised to actually get a reply from a god. But her surprise quickly turned into a nervous yet genuine smile. "Thank you."
The words she had carefully prepared beforehand had vanished from her mind. But that was okay. She would manage. "To be honest, there is something I could use your help with. I've been told it's okay to ask for help, but I'll also have to do something for it." Although it was clearly a statement, the way her voice got just so slightly higher at the end of the sentence made it sound like a question as well.
"I want to create a safe place for me. And maybe one or two friends. Would it be possible to make it so that this place can only be reached or found by those who are invited there?"
