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
ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
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MP: 359
Remi
Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun
Luckily there's nothing for him to throw up given that all of his meals have been administered as pills or intravenously, but just try telling his stomach that. Dry heaving aggressively at the floor, Remi feels panic rising as he struggles to try and sip air in between the obnoxious clenching of his stomach muscles. Muscles which are already started to scream their unhappiness at being used.

JUSt SiT AnD BreAtHe wItH It he wants to snark back, though finding himself thoroughly winded, Remi can do little else but groan in response. When his body has finally given up, the wendigo opts to remain sprawled out on the ground where it's cool and where he doesn't need to ask anything more of his body. Closing his eyes and panting, Remi rolls onto his back and rubs his hands over his eyes, before pushing his fingers into his hair.

His fingertips and toes tingle slightly as his blood pressure goes ?????????????? thanks to the erection currently forming. As if this is the first morning he's experienced in years his penis seemed keen to make up for its lack of sun salutations.
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 - 07-21-2023, 09:20 PM

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