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Character of the Season
Frail in body but dangerously quick of mind, Nikandr is the sort of character who proves that curiosity can be just as perilous as any weapon. A necromancer, inventor, and problem-solver with more ambition than self-preservation, Niki approaches the world like a puzzle box begging to be opened, even when what’s inside has teeth. Blunt, dry-witted, fiercely independent, and carrying a history best left partially buried, he has a knack for making even failure feel fascinating. Whether he’s raising the dead, moving across Caido to King's End, or experiencing a hangover for the first time, Nikandr brings a wonderfully strange spark to Caido, and we can’t wait to see what trouble his brilliant mind wanders into next.
Congratulations, Niki!
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The alchemist mumbled an uncomfortable sound of apology at seeing how his comment about the Launceleyns was taken. Cowing humble beneath Loren's words, Remi simply lowered his gaze with a silent nod. He knew little of magic really, having only had it for a year or so. None of his enchantments had failed yet, but the possibility was open, as this stranger pointed out. "No. You are right." He agreed, the unease he felt thickening his accent considerably.
Mouth agape in response to Loren's sudden burst of anxiety, Remi tried to form his thoughts into actual words but time had slipped by. Already the man was headed towards the door leaving a wake of confusion and a distinct feeling that the alchemist had someone done something wrong behind. "They were all given to Zariah—" He tried to explain, hastily making his way out from behind the counter and stumbling as he did in his effort to somehow dampen the stranger's fears. The keys might be unaccounted for yes, but surely Zariah would not have been foolish enough to simply leave them about.
Bright splashes of colour appeared on the alchemist's cheeks in response to Loren's verbal slap. Even so, with a heartbeat pounding out a rhythm of bewilderment, still Remi moved towards the door still feeling as though he owed the stranger more of an explanation perhaps than had been offered so far. However as Loren drew to an abrupt halt, opening but not leaving the shop, so too did Remi pause as well. Looking boyish and ruffled in his uncertainty, the alchemist stood eye to eye with the Launceleyn for the first time in a year. But of course as Loren had already noted, the expression and emotion that should have been coursing across Remi's face was noticeably lacking. Instead, there was only a softly perplexed smile.
"Ahh—" Remi hummed, shattered gaze briefly scouring the lines of Loren's face for only a moment before he shook his head, an apologetic no. "My eyes.." He said with a half-smile as if that might serve as some sort of justification.
REMI
Loving you was sunshine, but then it poured & I lost so much more than my senses
'Cause loving you had consequences
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.