now there's a space too wide
"Well, then it is yours." Remi said with an easy grin and shrug of his shoulders. In his time in Northaven, the alchemist had been officially brought over as a weapons creator. Such things were in his toolbox to make, but never to keep. Never to covet.
"What? Oh no. It is yours, free of charge." Remi said with another boyish shake of his curls. Whether it was simply his generosity or nearly two-decades worth of being a commoner and holding a subservient position in a society that was always willing to take more, Remi seems to not at all want something from Caiside.
Caiside has been given:
Type: Dark
Fire Staff | A black staff that can shoot a beam of fire in a 10ft. radius
"What? Oh no. It is yours, free of charge." Remi said with another boyish shake of his curls. Whether it was simply his generosity or nearly two-decades worth of being a commoner and holding a subservient position in a society that was always willing to take more, Remi seems to not at all want something from Caiside.
Caiside has been given:
Type: Dark
Fire Staff | A black staff that can shoot a beam of fire in a 10ft. radius
that's left us with wondering eyes
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.
