Remi's only response to this is to grumble indecisively under his breath. Scanning the treetops again with narrowed and focused eyes, the alchemist found that there was little to see at all save for sparce branches, clumps of hanging moss, and the occasionally slithering hanging snake seeking out patches of sunlight.
Grabbing the axe Remi watches Ronin load the cart a touch warily, before sniffing and shrugging. [say]"Mmm. Sure."[/say] Imagining his claws somehow causing sparks to fly off the bark should he use them on it, Remi decides to mark the tree for later investigation. Taking Ronin's axe and carving a star into the trunk, he gives it an approving nod at last.
[say]"Anything else before we tuck ourselves away?"[/say]
Grabbing the axe Remi watches Ronin load the cart a touch warily, before sniffing and shrugging. [say]"Mmm. Sure."[/say] Imagining his claws somehow causing sparks to fly off the bark should he use them on it, Remi decides to mark the tree for later investigation. Taking Ronin's axe and carving a star into the trunk, he gives it an approving nod at last.
[say]"Anything else before we tuck ourselves away?"[/say]
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.