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It was strange, sharing this moment with Jigano of all people. Though Remi had flown with a number of his avian compatriots before, only Ronin had ridden him (badtumtiss). Especially beneath the starlit skies above the enchanted woodland below, to share a moment that with a better mood might have been seen as intimate with the Sage of all people was...surprising, to say the least. But as the raven settled, the manticore picked up speed. It took significant effort to intentionally crawl through the skies as he had been. Wings beating with long and steady strokes the pair rose to become a silhouette against the moon for a shining moment of strange symbiotic glory.
What makes you think she should not be listed among them? The alchemist asked, a boyish brightness sparking an almost challenging tone. She answers prayers at shrines, seems to know a great deal more than any mortal, and possesses far more strength than we seem capable of. Understanding little of the gods, it seemed quite clear cut to Remi that if the likes of the Voice were considered a part of the pantheon, then so too was the wild fae.
I was, yes. It proved useful too. Had we not experimented I think things might have gone very differently. The plants seemed to be a part of the structure itself. The more Deimos and Ashetta destroyed, the faster the walls collapsed. As far as blighted plants went? Suddenly the air was filled with a lion's grumbly roar as Remi's mind laughed loudly. Do you know, it never even occurred to me to try. He said as his laughter eventually teetered off into something that words could be fit around.
I will surely have to try.
Stillness slipped from Remi's mind even as his body moved in elegant ways to carry them further over the Greatwood and then the Stonesong. Ripples of fear and an inky and ruined sort of blackness crippled the alchemist's thoughts as he strove to find the words to communicate just what it was the blight would do. You will become quite monstrous. He said eventually, his voice free of emotion but the gates of his mental tether seemingly covered with frost now. Safrin I believe said it was like a parasite. It would simply...take over. Your body a vessel for the madness..
What makes you think she should not be listed among them? The alchemist asked, a boyish brightness sparking an almost challenging tone. She answers prayers at shrines, seems to know a great deal more than any mortal, and possesses far more strength than we seem capable of. Understanding little of the gods, it seemed quite clear cut to Remi that if the likes of the Voice were considered a part of the pantheon, then so too was the wild fae.
I was, yes. It proved useful too. Had we not experimented I think things might have gone very differently. The plants seemed to be a part of the structure itself. The more Deimos and Ashetta destroyed, the faster the walls collapsed. As far as blighted plants went? Suddenly the air was filled with a lion's grumbly roar as Remi's mind laughed loudly. Do you know, it never even occurred to me to try. He said as his laughter eventually teetered off into something that words could be fit around.
I will surely have to try.
Stillness slipped from Remi's mind even as his body moved in elegant ways to carry them further over the Greatwood and then the Stonesong. Ripples of fear and an inky and ruined sort of blackness crippled the alchemist's thoughts as he strove to find the words to communicate just what it was the blight would do. You will become quite monstrous. He said eventually, his voice free of emotion but the gates of his mental tether seemingly covered with frost now. Safrin I believe said it was like a parasite. It would simply...take over. Your body a vessel for the madness..
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.
