[PQ] I'll Drink to That

Did Remi have experience building things with his hands? He most certainly did. Although the construction of tables and chairs was a bit more base and inelegant than that which he normally worked on. The alchemist’s speciality was creating complex objects, not basic structures. Even so, he was more than happy to give it a go. Finding nothing in the closet, he followed closely behind Devrum, listening as the larger man spoke. Remi had indeed felled trees before, though none with the girth of the ones they were currently aiming at. Previously he’d only needed to chop down trees for firewood, the thickness of such not being especially important. For the creation of chairs and tables however, clearly something sturdier would be required. Listening as the bear spoke, the alchemist nodded studiously and began to mimic the man’s actions. Quickly the pair were able to drop a good amount of wood. Gathering the wood, Remi looked to Dev for instruction. However quickly, the shapes within the wood began to take hold in his mind. If he could just get them out somehow. “What if we–“ The alchemist began, before sketching out his thoughts for Devrum’s approval. The shapes he wanted to carve out of the wood were crude, but he thought they would make comfortable seating and wouldn’t be too hard to fasten together. With either approval for the bear or an alternative approach, the hawk would begin to meticulously work on what would eventually become the seating area for the Rathskeller. remi the alchemist