REMI
It was freeing to be mad, really. All Remi's life he'd worried about what others thought, how he could appease them, how he could serve and help them. He'd bled himself dry willingly when asked, had been cowed by those far weaker than he. He'd put himself second always, and tried to always do what was good and right and just.
And where had it landed him? In paradise with a dead daughter.
So mad it was. And on the agenda for the mad alchemist today was adding to his hoard of magical-items. Turns out, you could be as much of an asshole you wanted so long as you had shiny and powerful items with which to buy-off anyone who might want to do you harm. All the better if you had claws and talons and poison for when that failed.
Shirtless and scarred, Remi was currently using his magic to pull up the most beautiful of rocks tossed into the pool. He and Ronin would be able to sell them from the wagon was ready-to-wish-on-stones. Besides, it wasn't like tossing rocks into a pool could actually ggrant wishes, after all.
And where had it landed him? In paradise with a dead daughter.
So mad it was. And on the agenda for the mad alchemist today was adding to his hoard of magical-items. Turns out, you could be as much of an asshole you wanted so long as you had shiny and powerful items with which to buy-off anyone who might want to do you harm. All the better if you had claws and talons and poison for when that failed.
Shirtless and scarred, Remi was currently using his magic to pull up the most beautiful of rocks tossed into the pool. He and Ronin would be able to sell them from the wagon was ready-to-wish-on-stones. Besides, it wasn't like tossing rocks into a pool could actually ggrant wishes, after all.
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.
