Semi-charmed kind of life

As Kalt asked to see the creation himself, Remi of course nodded obligingly. A sword was perhaps far too much compensation for assistance with a door lock, but what use did someone like Remi have with a weapon such as this? With any weapon really? Watching with a content smile as the blade appeared easily in the assassin's hand, Remi's sunny expression disappeared at the mention of Ludo. Exhaling slightly and running a hand over his eyes, Remi took a moment to consider before answering Kalt's questions. "His name is Ludo." Remi began simply with a rather clouded expression. "He...tricked me into following him deep into the woods one night." As he spoke, Remi clenched and unclenched his jaw several times, breaking eye contact to look around the shelves and fiddle with various things. "He called me an abandoned now, which I take it is this world's name for magic-users. I...I do not think they like them..ahh, us very much." Glancing towards Kalt, Remi shrugged slightly "Another of the gods noticed immediately that I had been changed—even though I didn't use magic in their presence—and spoke of it as if it were a bad thing." Perhaps he was reading too much into it—Remi of course couldn't know the minds of the divine—but it had certainly seemed that way. Glancing up again, Remi's smile resurfaced and he nodded his head towards the blade. "It is yours if you think you will find it useful." remi Trying to teach my common sense to not waver with my confidence