i'm not the man they think i am at home
"Consider yourself informed." Remi smirked back, looking at the slits of blue beneath dark lashes and brows.
"But Ronin. They go on quests. They complete errands for gods. They have all their items and magic. Surely all of that has already made them heroes. That it's all for their own self-interest and egos hardly matters." Whether or not Remi agreed with his husband's sentiments wasn't entirely obvious. He wasn't sure if this was a life or not, or if it was just waiting for death in the company of a handsome man. But as with most things, Remi didn't think he cared.
"Raza says she might have a job for us. It involves some nefarious dealings, the underground caverns, and a high chance of death. Obviously I said we're in."
"But Ronin. They go on quests. They complete errands for gods. They have all their items and magic. Surely all of that has already made them heroes. That it's all for their own self-interest and egos hardly matters." Whether or not Remi agreed with his husband's sentiments wasn't entirely obvious. He wasn't sure if this was a life or not, or if it was just waiting for death in the company of a handsome man. But as with most things, Remi didn't think he cared.
"Raza says she might have a job for us. It involves some nefarious dealings, the underground caverns, and a high chance of death. Obviously I said we're in."
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.
