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!
A fuzzy, heavy paw taps urgently at their back, and Ophelia switches sides easy as you please. They hadn't exactly taken one to begin with, so why start now? Carting Edmund off on their back to wherever he desires, they leave the rest up to him. They try not to slam directly into the fort this time despite their speed, both to ensure Edmund isn't flung off and to not damage it if he seeks to retake it, but the moment he leaps off they turn and wriggle towards the other fort.
Except this time they shift back and begin to climb it as a human, because Dantalion and Zefira are up in the sky and there's a conveniently empty (if a bit rough-looking) fort for the claiming now. Grinning, Ophelia hefts themself up the outside, eager to steal the leftovers while the others are distracted.
Shoot lightning through the vital veins They think that you emit the light, but you only take it in
Edmund lets out a happy chuff to thank Ophelia for their help as they near his fort. Once it's within reach, he leaps over the edge and lands in the protected center, shifting back to his human form.
"Thank you!" He calls to Ophelia as they leave to claim their own fort. Taking what time, he has; Edmund works to rebuild the destroyed pieces of his territory. Some more bone here, a stone placed here, and some broken chunks flung over the side. As he works, he keeps an eye on the sky in case one of the others decides to bomb him.
Sure, they were bloodthirsty, murderous, destructive demons but some of them had standards, Dantalion. Zef backwinged frantically to avoid the messy splatter from above, cawing disgusted indignation and her opinion of the little shit responsible.
Takes one to make one, after all.
As delightfully fun as it would have been to chase him down and shred one of his wings for him, Zef's altered flight plan gave her a view of the original fort and its new owner. And weren't they a delight? Besides, she could have some fun and get Danta back for his bullcrowshit now that he'd abandoned his home ground.
Winging back towards Ophelia, the big gore crow snatched at Danta's flag in her hefty talons, ripping it off the half-masted flag pole and circling back up into the sky, cawing triumphantly.
In the immortal words of Maury from Big Mouth - RAGE RAGE, FUCKING RAAAAAAGE. All's fair in love and shit, Zefira (and we all know Danta's standards are low and then some), so he's already considering his next move upon realising that Edmund is protected, and his fort and it's glorious flag are under assault by his fellow gore bitchcrow and Ophelia.
Cawing his disdain for this treatment, Danta swoops low to try and attack Zef as she's swiping his flag, only to misjudge his dive in quite a spectacular way. And so it ends for Danta, not with a bang but with a whimper.
Or rather, it absolutely does end with a bang, and the sound of a feathery ball hitting hard stone is a unique one to say the least. Passing out and thus shifting back to himself immediately, it's a lanky blonde Ancient left sprawled at the base of his fort when the dust settles.
Ah, well.
Feel free to throw a finishing post in! I'll archive this in a couple of days!
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
Good job, Danta! He did indeed manage to knock Zef out of the sky, it was just unfortunate that he wasn't conscious to see it.
And that the reason she couldn't keep flying was because she was laughing too hard to stay aloft.
Spiraling drunkenly down she managed to flutter her way over to land on Danta's chest, the torn flag draping over his face. Transforming back into her human form (still sitting on her fallen Ancient), she cackled until tears gathered in the corners of her eyes. "Ahhhhhahahahahahaha! Ahhhh... fuck me, sugar, you glorious idiot." She patted his flag-covered cheek fondly.
If a little roughly.
She stood up and dusted her leathers off before leaning down to lift her comrade up and sling him over her broad shoulders in a fireman's carry. "You kids have fun, now." she called back cheerfully. She didn't say anything silly like 'play nice' or 'try not to kill each other.' It wouldn't have been sincere anyways. Instead she headed off, whistling to herself as she pondered which lava pond to toss Danta into to wake him up.
Zefira out!
Edmund's eyes widen when Dantalion crashed, one hand going to rest on the top of his fort in preparation of leaping over and running to the fallen Ancient. But Zefira beats him to it, and her laughter both unnerves and soothes him. Zef has shown herself to be both dangerous but also somewhat fond of Dantalion. With her showing amusement, Edmund assumes that the other Ancient will be just fine.
As such, he simply waves at her cheerfully. "Bye!" With that, the young Ancient sets about to keep adding to his fort. The tiger in his skin is very happy to further enhance his 'territory' and make it as impenetrable as possible. Maybe when the others leave, he'll take a nap in here?
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Edmund calls a goodbye and happily continues working on his fort, and making it nap-worthy. (His last post)
