if you make it all wrong then i'll make it all right
The alchemist listened, letting his mind stretch out and grow blank for Caiside's words to impart imagery on like a canvas. Nodding at the description of sounds, the lion's own maw dropped open as he tried to recreate the vastness that the elk was remembering. That sounds...terrifying. Beautiful too perhaps, but a world on fire? Slowly, the lion shook his head. No, nothing like that at all. For all its magic, Northaven was apparently quite a tame world compared to that which Caiside had come from. Or at least, not that I saw. There was a vast wall around the city where I spent my last few years. We were not really allowed to leave. What the world was like beyond that was...a mystery.
The lion watched with a deep but shattered amber gaze as the elk slowly crushed the gourd to death. Willing to give this method a try, he trotted towards a gourd already rolling in his direction. Pouncing on it as carefully as possible—his intent to crush it slowly with his paws—he simply ended up squishing it entirely and covering himself in orange goop.
Mmmmm. He hummed with amusement. You seem much better at this than I.
The lion watched with a deep but shattered amber gaze as the elk slowly crushed the gourd to death. Willing to give this method a try, he trotted towards a gourd already rolling in his direction. Pouncing on it as carefully as possible—his intent to crush it slowly with his paws—he simply ended up squishing it entirely and covering himself in orange goop.
Mmmmm. He hummed with amusement. You seem much better at this than I.
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.
