i've seen fire & i've seen rain.
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end
Once, a man called Caiside in what felt like a different life, had explained volcanoes to Remi. He'd described them as mountainous plumes of fire and heat. Importantly, he'd said it was only a matter of time before they expressed their violence and fire, no matter how silent they'd been. Though it hadn't been high on the alchemist's list of priorities, he'd watched the volcano, not knowing what signs to look for, but watching all the same.
The smoke, the cries of alarm—it was impossible to miss. Only this time as Remi rose into the air on wings of soft sienna, it wasn't to try and be a hero. He'd help wherever he could, but his eyes, keen as they were in hawk form, were looking for lives sure to be lost in the heat and lava flow.
Remi arrives as a hawk, and is looking around for anyone clearly dying >.>
The smoke, the cries of alarm—it was impossible to miss. Only this time as Remi rose into the air on wings of soft sienna, it wasn't to try and be a hero. He'd help wherever he could, but his eyes, keen as they were in hawk form, were looking for lives sure to be lost in the heat and lava flow.
Remi arrives as a hawk, and is looking around for anyone clearly dying >.>
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.
