[SEASONAL EVENT] Diamond Dust

Remi the Alchemist "these mountains that you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb" Remi snorted and shook his head. For a moment he imagined a sign for the bounty hunter's guild boasting that they had faced monsters more than 0 times, and wondering just what sort of reception that would give them. Perhaps if he could find a bit of spare time he'd make such a sign and hang it up hopefully without Ronin noticing. Watching Ronin try and prod and bind the banshee, Remi frowned unhappily at the squelching and bone-clacking sounds that came from the corpse. "Here." He sighed, pushing himself to a standing position as well and pinching the bridge of his nose to try and regain some of his balance. In his hands was suddenly a length of rope that they could use to bind the creature together (what was left of it anyways). "True." Remi hummed in agreement. "At least here, the monsters have suitably horrifying faces. Back in Northaven they looked just like anyone else."