REMI
the lullaby
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Upon my liar's chair
I will try and keep it contained, whatever it is. Remi calls out through the attuned bond, knowing that both Deimos and Ronin would be able to hear him. Though the Lullaby wasn't making any great attempts to be stealthy, (his brand of violence was upfront and obvious), still there was no need to shout. Shifting his eyes to better see in the dark, and his ears to hear, the alchemist prowls forward with his senses focused solely on locating whatever it might be they have come to kill.
Assuming that whatever is guarding the relic (or holds the relic, like last time), will be as obvious as it is formidable, Remi keeps his shifts just beneath the surface that the might instantly shift to either manticore, kraken, or wraith, depending on what might best suit whatever lurks in the darkness.
Remember to include whatever items you're bringing with you in your opening post.
Remi, predictable, brings nothing.
He moves partially shifted to try and locate whatever it is that's within.
Assuming that whatever is guarding the relic (or holds the relic, like last time), will be as obvious as it is formidable, Remi keeps his shifts just beneath the surface that the might instantly shift to either manticore, kraken, or wraith, depending on what might best suit whatever lurks in the darkness.
Remember to include whatever items you're bringing with you in your opening post.
Remi, predictable, brings nothing.
He moves partially shifted to try and locate whatever it is that's within.
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
I cannot repair
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.
