Remi
Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun
Welcome to the war, we've only begun
"Gods, the hardships you have endured." The wendigo huffs, mostly joking, as he places a hand over his heart. "Applying for a job you already had--the injustice of it all." Remi is ready to wave away this bullshit, when the mention of a grandmother slides so subtly into the story that Remi thinks it's almost unintentional. Either Ronin was actually quite the adept storyteller, or at least that bit of this whole thing was true. "Ohho, so I have secretly been helping you satisfy the nona-mofia?"
Scrubbing his hands up his face and looking up toward the one-way glass, the wendigo shrugs. "Oh you know, the classic story. Boy meets girl, boy and girl go camping in Canada, as you do when you want to get laid. Boy is attacked by a wendigo and becomes one. Tale as old as time." Those were the broad strokes anyway, the details of which no amount of torture had quite managed to pry out of Remi just yet.
Scrubbing his hands up his face and looking up toward the one-way glass, the wendigo shrugs. "Oh you know, the classic story. Boy meets girl, boy and girl go camping in Canada, as you do when you want to get laid. Boy is attacked by a wendigo and becomes one. Tale as old as time." Those were the broad strokes anyway, the details of which no amount of torture had quite managed to pry out of Remi just yet.
Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it
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.
