now there's a space too wide
"Of...the god Caido? Or...this place?" Remi interrupted, though nodded with understanding as Sam's elaboration clarified things. The alchemist had always thought it was strange that there was both a god and a continent with the same name. But then again all of this was fairly new to him as it was.
"What sort of myths are here? Things like LongNight and whatnot?" The alchemist tilted his head slightly, a feather or two remaining but for the most part Remi looked entirely unruffled now, if merely cautious. LongNight, Fiat Lux and such didn't strike him as myths so much as...well, truths.
Dimly Remi nodded, trying to picture the sort of thing Sam was describing and to think about why anyone would be wearing something like that. With a weak sort of smile the alchemist shrugged. "Well you will get no help from me...In Northaven there was very little art or ... ahh...weaponry or armour that was anything but basic and deadly."
At first when Sam mentioned death and gods Remi wondered if that was all the bookmaker thought of him now. Given his interactions with Ludo, both good and bad, those categories weren't actually that far off. So much so that at first he began to wince until Sam mentioned Ronin. "Well you said you had not heard of it before? It was a long shot thinking there would be anything here, anyways." Remi admitted, hugging one arm around himself.
"You know, I can make that ledge larger if you are planning on sitting there." He advised with a wry grin, nosing towards the platform Sam was still perched on.
"What sort of myths are here? Things like LongNight and whatnot?" The alchemist tilted his head slightly, a feather or two remaining but for the most part Remi looked entirely unruffled now, if merely cautious. LongNight, Fiat Lux and such didn't strike him as myths so much as...well, truths.
Dimly Remi nodded, trying to picture the sort of thing Sam was describing and to think about why anyone would be wearing something like that. With a weak sort of smile the alchemist shrugged. "Well you will get no help from me...In Northaven there was very little art or ... ahh...weaponry or armour that was anything but basic and deadly."
At first when Sam mentioned death and gods Remi wondered if that was all the bookmaker thought of him now. Given his interactions with Ludo, both good and bad, those categories weren't actually that far off. So much so that at first he began to wince until Sam mentioned Ronin. "Well you said you had not heard of it before? It was a long shot thinking there would be anything here, anyways." Remi admitted, hugging one arm around himself.
"You know, I can make that ledge larger if you are planning on sitting there." He advised with a wry grin, nosing towards the platform Sam was still perched on.
that's left us with wondering eyes
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.
