He said "I bet you don't remember me"
So ThErE, comes the fond sigh through the Attuned bond, feathered with affection no less intense for the frustration at its core.
Above, Remi tilts his wings to ride the narrow channel of wind slicing between the trees, but it’s clear that Ronin’s gamble is paying off. The moment the Knight ducks into the overgrown, under-travelled path, Remi’s clean line through the canopy collapses into a mess of twisted branches, clawing vines, and low-slung boughs.
The hawk gives a low, frustrated cry.
Rather than crash headlong into a tangle of leaves and twigs, Remi tucks his wings and dives, shifting mid-plummet so that where a bird once soared, a man now lands in a crouch among the roots. His curls are windswept, his grin sharp, and there’s a gleam in his eyes that speaks of the thrill of the chase and the deeper pull beneath it—the way Ronin’s memory is stitched into the very soul of this place, and the way Remi can’t help but follow that thread like it leads him home.
Straightening with a flex of muscle and magic held just barely in check, the Bastion breaks into a sprint. The trees already tripped you up once, he calls through the bond. Enjoy your frolicking while you can.
Above, Remi tilts his wings to ride the narrow channel of wind slicing between the trees, but it’s clear that Ronin’s gamble is paying off. The moment the Knight ducks into the overgrown, under-travelled path, Remi’s clean line through the canopy collapses into a mess of twisted branches, clawing vines, and low-slung boughs.
The hawk gives a low, frustrated cry.
Rather than crash headlong into a tangle of leaves and twigs, Remi tucks his wings and dives, shifting mid-plummet so that where a bird once soared, a man now lands in a crouch among the roots. His curls are windswept, his grin sharp, and there’s a gleam in his eyes that speaks of the thrill of the chase and the deeper pull beneath it—the way Ronin’s memory is stitched into the very soul of this place, and the way Remi can’t help but follow that thread like it leads him home.
Straightening with a flex of muscle and magic held just barely in check, the Bastion breaks into a sprint. The trees already tripped you up once, he calls through the bond. Enjoy your frolicking while you can.
and I said "only ever other memory"
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.
