i'm not the man they think i am at home
"Very welcome." The alchemist said with a humble nod, falling easily into the role of creator and submissive merchant that he'd been most of his life.
Taking the parchment, the alchemist studied the drawings carefully. In another place and time he'd dedicated hours and hours to trying to figure out the lens shapes and densities to do what the potter had so elegantly laid out for him. Smiling at the simplicity of it all, Remi lost himself in thought for a moment as his eyes scoured the schematics as if it any moment it all might disappear from before his eyes.
"Thank you so much for this...I am not at the guild as often as I used to be, but my shop is just down the street. I can start working on a star map for you right away."
Taking the parchment, the alchemist studied the drawings carefully. In another place and time he'd dedicated hours and hours to trying to figure out the lens shapes and densities to do what the potter had so elegantly laid out for him. Smiling at the simplicity of it all, Remi lost himself in thought for a moment as his eyes scoured the schematics as if it any moment it all might disappear from before his eyes.
"Thank you so much for this...I am not at the guild as often as I used to be, but my shop is just down the street. I can start working on a star map for you right away."
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.
