bring back the water
Was it that easy, then? Two names put forward and motions to accept?
Frowning to himself thoughtfully, Remi glanced sidelong at Ronin before giving his side a playful nudge. Turning his head casually, Remi grinned. "I swear, if you ask me to call you your highness at home.." The alchemist whispered, tsking under his tongue.
Glancing towards Wessex, or more properly, towards the sound of her voice, the alchemist gently crossed his arms and shook his head. "It has been pointed out to me that Zariah is not the most powerful mage in the Hollowed Grounds. Even she, Edy, and her group of loyalists together are not unbeatable, surely. ..and you are right, she does know Ronin. Knows what he was capable of back home as well as here." Swallowing, and feeling strange defending the man at his side perfectly well able to do the job himself, though feeling helpless to keep his tongue in check, Remi continued. "Ronin is not just charismatic, not just someone well-liked...he was a captain of our storm guards at home, dealt with rulers and politicians on a regular basis.." Jaw clenching slightly as the alchemist tried to take a breath, looking towards the hunter who was in roaring colour compared to the inky blackness. "Though I do not want to see harm come to him again, he is probably much more qualified than anyone else."
So saying, Remi bit his lip, letting his weight sag back against the wall, decidedly not voicing support or rejection for the nominated men.
Frowning to himself thoughtfully, Remi glanced sidelong at Ronin before giving his side a playful nudge. Turning his head casually, Remi grinned. "I swear, if you ask me to call you your highness at home.." The alchemist whispered, tsking under his tongue.
Glancing towards Wessex, or more properly, towards the sound of her voice, the alchemist gently crossed his arms and shook his head. "It has been pointed out to me that Zariah is not the most powerful mage in the Hollowed Grounds. Even she, Edy, and her group of loyalists together are not unbeatable, surely. ..and you are right, she does know Ronin. Knows what he was capable of back home as well as here." Swallowing, and feeling strange defending the man at his side perfectly well able to do the job himself, though feeling helpless to keep his tongue in check, Remi continued. "Ronin is not just charismatic, not just someone well-liked...he was a captain of our storm guards at home, dealt with rulers and politicians on a regular basis.." Jaw clenching slightly as the alchemist tried to take a breath, looking towards the hunter who was in roaring colour compared to the inky blackness. "Though I do not want to see harm come to him again, he is probably much more qualified than anyone else."
So saying, Remi bit his lip, letting his weight sag back against the wall, decidedly not voicing support or rejection for the nominated men.
let the ships roll in
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.
