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!
All weapons went where they would be useful if needed to defend Halo from assailants. The walls had done a good job for years, but he hoped these fortifications would only increase their safety in the coming war.
Deimos told them they could rest after they cleaned up, and Noah laughed. With the rest of them, the hunter helped pick up debris. He moved about the west side wall, hoarding Scattered tools and leftovers from each of their projects.
“You all did so well, thank you for your hard work.” Noah said to everyone, giving those closest to him firm handshakes or brief hugs to show his appreciation.
i'd fashioned my own cross been crushed by its weight there's no stronger message than dirt in your face
All that remains is clean up, and despite her flagging energy, Evie is just as stubborn and tenacious as the rest of the crew. Anyway, isn’t cleanup just the sign of the end? So she draws on the last vestiges of her energy - with a little boost from her healing magic to tend to any sore, pulled muscles - and goes about collecting debris.
It’s a variety of things, and upon seeing a few others helping with pickup she changes pace and assists with piling tools together to be cleaned and returned to the guilds, forgers, or other such places from whence they came. Exhausted but beaming proudly, she touches a few shoulders, and helps heal a few split hands and sore joints of the workers who come to her with muttered complaints. They’ve done it, and she couldn’t be prouder.
life shivers, melts, moves on the pain says I have come for you
Despite their exhaustion, fatigue, and worn-out layers, everyone came together to ensure the sanctity and safety of Halo was a measured success. None of them would’ve been able to commit to such labor and hard work without one another, and it was a welcome relief when the tools were no longer scattered, and everything back in its place. “Thank you,” he followed after the Sentinel – gaze settling along the arches of the stone wall, the weapons across the strong, sturdy, formidable pieces. Hopefully it would be enough.
And he wasn’t going to let the dread sink in.
“You all deserve your rest. Have a good evening.” And with that, each was dismissed with a warmer smile and a designation – that they should be proud of the efforts and strides they accomplished.
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Thank you so much team! We’re wrapped up and good to go!
