Remi the Alchemist Remi could only roll his eyes as Ronin mentioned just one of the unexpected troubles that came with raising a dragon. "I always want her to sleep in the bed, he said. But did you know she bites toes? No one could have foreseen this." He chuckled wryly. "So I have heard." Remi murmured, poking his lips out of his woolen wrap. "And they are meant to....stay outside of your home during LongNight, to provide light? And keep away the dark things that lurk in it?" Given how positively stag-like the luxere that he and Isla had downed seemed, the alchemist was a bit skeptical that the creatures would do anything more remarkable than just loiter around. Again that strange feeling that they were all being tricked lurked in the back of his thoughts, but he shrugged it off easily enough. "Their horns are rather amazing though. But...they do not glow once they die. " Remi added with a light shrug. Taking their horns seemed a far easier task than coaxing them to one's doorstep, but apparently that wasn't to be. |
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.