Semi-charmed kind of life

Kalt listened as Remi explained the acquisition of his magic, and…did he say he met a god? Kalt had never been one for religion. Northwind and Northaven hadn’t had worshipped deities per se, certainly not ones that the assassin devoted his faith to. His admiration was saved for beings who he saw, who he knew without a doubt existed and earned his admiration. The last person who he saw remotely as such a thing had been his Master, but that was finished. So, Remi was a hybrid. No shapechanger cuff, but Kalt already found out about that little change when he met Dodge after coming through to this world. When Remi mentioned Kalt’s changing magic being the work of the gods, the man simply forced a small smile and nodded politely. If any god wanted to fuck with his magic, the least they could do was show their face to him, rather than playing puppeteer. The thought put him on edge, but he tried to shove it down. It was successfully put – mostly – from his mind, when the alchemist seemed to have an idea come to him. Kalt watched him attentively, as he pulled a black bracelet from one of the cluttered shelves. Remi put on the bracelet and demonstrated how it worked, as Kalt’s eyes followed the bracelet’s smooth transition into a black sword that fit neatly into the other man’s hand. When Remi described the sword’s capabilities, a slow smile pulled at the assassin’s lips. A piece of wood materialized before them, and before Kalt had a chance to marvel at the magical ability, the wood was cut…well, like butter. There was a burning desire and intrigue in the assassin’s eyes at everything he just saw, but his lips pressed together tightly, a shine in his gaze as he looked at Remi from the sword. ”Oh, that’s even better than perfect,” he said with a smile to mirror Remi’s. ”May I?” He asked, gesturing to the sword. If Remi handed it over, Kalt would mimic the alchemist’s motions and feel the sword in his hand with an eagerly racing heart. Yes, this was very good. He looked to Remi with a raised brow. ”Would you mind telling me about the god who gave you the magic? I’ve never seen that kind of power…” Not to mention that apparently the gods here seem to interact with the mortals. He thought he should have some kind of idea of what kind of beings were watching. kalt give into the night.