cut our teeth and make our bones right here
Remi Taliesin
the Bastion


Age: 31 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 15 - Strg: 70 - Dext: 65 - Endr: 101 - Luck: 100 - Int: 3
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Remi
Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun
"Hey, I am just the muscle." Remi protests, looking anything but the muscle just now. "You are the one who is supposed to know these things." It isn't a criticism he means of course; who the hell knew things about yetis, aside from cartoons?

maybe this time i will even answer Remi thinks back, his voice cold and dissonant even as he aims for humour. Such was the trade-off for this particular brand of telepathic speech: the wendigo could manage it, though his voice always sounded as horrible and nightmarish as he looked.

As Ronin nears the river, in the distance he'll hear the startled bleats of a small herd of deer, followed by enthusiastic running. Around 10 or so leap out in front of the hunter, all wide eyes and hammering hearts, and all does. Having once again failed to take into account his clothing, it's with his pants badly torn and his jacket around his neck like a scarf that Remi returns in human form. The toes of his shoes have blown out making them look like absurd sandals, but having just been in predator mode, the wendigo cares very, very little.

Eyeing Ronin, he gives his head a stiff shake.
Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
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RE: cut our teeth and make our bones right here - by Remi - 12-16-2022, 10:14 PM

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