for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
Remi watched the cook continue to fidget, his posture ever-changing. As the inevitable sorry for your loss came, the alchemist merely gave the sailor a bland stare, ruffling a hand through his curls as he leaned back in his chair. "Alright." He said tonelessly, shoulders stiffening in what might have been the beginning of a shrug. Sympathy from a stranger? What use was that?
Glancing over Saiden's shoulder towards a rather burly looking man who might be the Governor, Remi exhaled a minor sound of disappointment before his gaze snapped back to the sailor still seated in the sand.
Glancing over Saiden's shoulder towards a rather burly looking man who might be the Governor, Remi exhaled a minor sound of disappointment before his gaze snapped back to the sailor still seated in the sand.
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.
