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Mmmm. The alchemist agreed with uncharacteristic darkness. As Jigano had noted, indeed despite the much more terrifying body he was currently in, he'd not lost himself to it. Perhaps it was because of how close it was to his other shifts; a lion's body, hawk wings. The tail was horrifying and new, but then scorpions weren't particularly known for their higher mental functions.
Not bitten, no. None of us were I do not believe. Then again, amidst the attacks and the raw power of the creature it was hard to tell. Rexanna and Sam had been all but crushed but it, after all.
Honest and open as ever, the alchemist wasn't surprised by the bard's question as much as he was by the offering of unsolicited information. Jigano kept his cards close to his chest at the best of times, around Remi anyways. With a soft pulse of appreciation at the offered information, the manticore nodded its great head in weary understanding. I wanted to see how far the blight spread from above. Not that my eyes give the clearest picture but...well. Remi's mind was a resigned ocean of frustration and worry. ...nothing else has yielded any real results.
That, and Ronin was almost literally a monster to be around these days, with nights being the worst.
If I did not think the fae might try and shoot me down, I would suggest a race. Remi chuckled as they flew above the darkened midnight blue wood below.
Not bitten, no. None of us were I do not believe. Then again, amidst the attacks and the raw power of the creature it was hard to tell. Rexanna and Sam had been all but crushed but it, after all.
Honest and open as ever, the alchemist wasn't surprised by the bard's question as much as he was by the offering of unsolicited information. Jigano kept his cards close to his chest at the best of times, around Remi anyways. With a soft pulse of appreciation at the offered information, the manticore nodded its great head in weary understanding. I wanted to see how far the blight spread from above. Not that my eyes give the clearest picture but...well. Remi's mind was a resigned ocean of frustration and worry. ...nothing else has yielded any real results.
That, and Ronin was almost literally a monster to be around these days, with nights being the worst.
If I did not think the fae might try and shoot me down, I would suggest a race. Remi chuckled as they flew above the darkened midnight blue wood below.
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.
