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
"Well how would I know, seeing as you're too chicken to try it?" The Lullaby counters, before growing a touch more tense at the mention of Isla's name. It was so easy in Ronin's presence to forget that this was all still an experiment and that there was someone - even if that someone was Isla - observing him and taking notes.

Reaching out for the coffee and finding that his fingers fumbled slightly against the cup, it was with both hands wrapped around it that Remi brought it toward his nose and inhaled deeply. Gods but it smelled wonderful, improperly brewed though it might have been. Feeling his mouth instantly start to water and chuckling a bit at the sensation, the wendigo raised the cup to his lips and took a hesitant sip.

Sighing indulgently, despite the heat and the (right, you can feel pain now idiot) flash of pain, Remi slurps a large sip before leaning back and smiling. "Well, you are in luck that it isn't bad, because I am more of a savoury-guy than a sweet, one."
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 - 07-27-2023, 05:25 PM

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