R E M I
Oh, introductions.
Remi was so used to slipping through the cracks unnoticed given his lowly commoner status that as the new arrivals began listing off their names and (potential) professions, the alchemist could feel a blush rising to the apples of his cheeks. Turning from the table where he was needlessly fussing over the bottles and glasses, he clasped his hands loosely in front of himself and offered a boyish and apologetic smile to any who might catch his eye.
"I am Remi Abruzzo." He said, his thickly accented voice rolling melodically off his tongue as he glanced around with a warm and open gaze. "I come from Northaven, with the others–" Remi continued, nodding towards Ronin and Edrei and any of the others who had come through with him. "Back there I was a weapons creator and alchemist ... " He added a bit uncertainly. The creation of weapons had never been his passion; the humble alchemist had far too soft a soul to endure creating things meant for destruction and pain for long. "That being said, I am happy to help where it is needed." This was directed most specifically towardsTristan who had mentioned possibly beginning his own blacksmithing shop. The alchemist knew very little of such things, but he was handy enough and would happily assist with the more menial tasks involved with beginning such a venture.
So saying, Remi offered a charmingly awkward smile before falling silent once again.
Remi was so used to slipping through the cracks unnoticed given his lowly commoner status that as the new arrivals began listing off their names and (potential) professions, the alchemist could feel a blush rising to the apples of his cheeks. Turning from the table where he was needlessly fussing over the bottles and glasses, he clasped his hands loosely in front of himself and offered a boyish and apologetic smile to any who might catch his eye.
"I am Remi Abruzzo." He said, his thickly accented voice rolling melodically off his tongue as he glanced around with a warm and open gaze. "I come from Northaven, with the others–" Remi continued, nodding towards Ronin and Edrei and any of the others who had come through with him. "Back there I was a weapons creator and alchemist ... " He added a bit uncertainly. The creation of weapons had never been his passion; the humble alchemist had far too soft a soul to endure creating things meant for destruction and pain for long. "That being said, I am happy to help where it is needed." This was directed most specifically towards
So saying, Remi offered a charmingly awkward smile before falling silent once again.
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.
