'Well, I know more than a few dragons, if that's your thing.' Remi replies with a grin, wondering vaguely if the dragon in question was a companion or someone like Sunjata. He hoped it was the latter of course. "Yeah, something like that." The alchemist replies as he too adds mulch to the forest floor. "The ascended have taken up residence nearby. The gods thought it might be a good idea to keep an eye on them. " That was the gist of it, anyway.
The two men worked in comfortable enough silence. I say comfortable enough, but really, when one of them was there by threat of massive field mouse death, it was hard for things to feel entirely organic.
But such was life in the Greatwood.
Or perhaps just with Remi.
Probably just with Remi.
~FIN
The two men worked in comfortable enough silence. I say comfortable enough, but really, when one of them was there by threat of massive field mouse death, it was hard for things to feel entirely organic.
But such was life in the Greatwood.
Or perhaps just with Remi.
Probably just with Remi.
~FIN
Now don't you look so grand, runnin'
Through the reds of my traffic lights
Through the reds of my traffic lights
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.
