I'll stay here with you until this dream is gone
"I did not think I needed permission to speak about my own life." Remi retorted with a slight frown. "When Ronin asked, why would I not tell him the truth?"
As Zariah left him, the sound of metal (dirty, clunky, problematic) rang brightly in his ears. The clacking of the mage's heels was nearly covered up, but Remi's ears recovered the sound amidst the metal and it chilled him to his bones. As Z deposited the manacles at his feet, he took a hasty step backwards, pinning himself against the wall and shuddering in a surprised breath...only to feel the air coming back at him. Swallowing, his pale eyes wide as he tried desperately to see through the blackness, he could feel Zariah before him.
"Ronin." He whispered in a shaky tone. "I told Ronin."
As Zariah left him, the sound of metal (dirty, clunky, problematic) rang brightly in his ears. The clacking of the mage's heels was nearly covered up, but Remi's ears recovered the sound amidst the metal and it chilled him to his bones. As Z deposited the manacles at his feet, he took a hasty step backwards, pinning himself against the wall and shuddering in a surprised breath...only to feel the air coming back at him. Swallowing, his pale eyes wide as he tried desperately to see through the blackness, he could feel Zariah before him.
"Ronin." He whispered in a shaky tone. "I told Ronin."
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.
