bring back the water
"No.." Remi clarified with a soft shake of his head. "..Amalia." He added with a shrug, the explanation seeming to mean little now. Vi said seemed to more than appropriate evidence in this case. Or so he thought. "Safrin is dying of it as well. Or...if not dying, sick from it." He added, his throat suddenly quite dry which he remedied with a hasty sip of tea.
Looking up with renewed hope as Sam mentioned having spoke to the Voice about the blight, he bit back a grimace of pain and despair as the ascended all but confirmed his suspicions. Got lost in among everything? Did it? Or was Sam lying?
A new...shrine? From all Remi knew of his friend, he hated going to her shrine. Hated feeding. What had changed?
He might have asked, but the question instead asked of him made the colour drain entirely from the alchemist's face. Remi drew in a wispy near-sob of a breath, as his lips fumbled over the words he couldn't quite make himself say.
"One.." His eyes closed, suddenly feeling very, very heavy. "..season."
Looking up with renewed hope as Sam mentioned having spoke to the Voice about the blight, he bit back a grimace of pain and despair as the ascended all but confirmed his suspicions. Got lost in among everything? Did it? Or was Sam lying?
A new...shrine? From all Remi knew of his friend, he hated going to her shrine. Hated feeding. What had changed?
He might have asked, but the question instead asked of him made the colour drain entirely from the alchemist's face. Remi drew in a wispy near-sob of a breath, as his lips fumbled over the words he couldn't quite make himself say.
"One.." His eyes closed, suddenly feeling very, very heavy. "..season."
let your 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.
