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Grinning openly, a reverie of the sunny man Remi had once been, he nodded not even bothering to try and contain his delight. "He fell from the sky and arrived naked, in a very Ronin-like fashion." Remi added with a laugh. "A few days ago only. Honestly he does not quite know what happened either ... He remembers what felt like lifetimes with Vanya in the sky...of being able to watch Aoife here and then suddenly he was falling back to the ground."
With a shrug, Remi idly picked at a splinter of wood in the table. "I think Safrin had something to do with it. She said that he was not a god, but not just a man either. His body is not the same as it was before....he has no scars, but also none of his reflexes or muscles either." Glancing across the table to see what the bard might make of this, Remi nibbled the inside of his lip.
With a shrug, Remi idly picked at a splinter of wood in the table. "I think Safrin had something to do with it. She said that he was not a god, but not just a man either. His body is not the same as it was before....he has no scars, but also none of his reflexes or muscles either." Glancing across the table to see what the bard might make of this, Remi nibbled the inside of his lip.
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.
