our hands they seek the end of afternoons
The alchemist's breath catches ever so slightly as he looked towards Sunjata, biting at the inside of his lip. "He is." For now, though that goes unsaid. "He is home, which is a vast improvement over...well, the woods. Or jail." This is said with a slight raising of his brows and a twitch of a smile. Whether the man will put two and two together Remi isn't sure, and now is not really the time for the so you let the blighted Phoebe out of jail, did you conversation. Still, there is something mischievous in his sea-glass stare.
"Mmm, indeed." Remi hummed under his breath. His and Sunjata's accents could not have been more different and vaguely he wondered how strange they must have sounded to Oliver; or if, like Bastien, he'd heard the accents before.
"Well, a fellow called Bastien has an artists guild. For singers, musicians, painters and the like. There are medical guilds, a group of loreseekers, my artisans group.." Trailing off, Remi shrugged. "But as Sunjata mentioned, by no means do you need to join any. Most welcome visitors anyhow." The mention of running deliveries made Remi wince for just a moment, before he exhaled with a soft sigh. Ashetta had been their messenger only...she seemed to have vanished again. Remi wasn't terribly surprised, though it didn't mean her disappearance hurt him any less.
"A messenger might be nice. It would help you get your bearings if nothing else."
"Mmm, indeed." Remi hummed under his breath. His and Sunjata's accents could not have been more different and vaguely he wondered how strange they must have sounded to Oliver; or if, like Bastien, he'd heard the accents before.
"Well, a fellow called Bastien has an artists guild. For singers, musicians, painters and the like. There are medical guilds, a group of loreseekers, my artisans group.." Trailing off, Remi shrugged. "But as Sunjata mentioned, by no means do you need to join any. Most welcome visitors anyhow." The mention of running deliveries made Remi wince for just a moment, before he exhaled with a soft sigh. Ashetta had been their messenger only...she seemed to have vanished again. Remi wasn't terribly surprised, though it didn't mean her disappearance hurt him any less.
"A messenger might be nice. It would help you get your bearings if nothing else."
my hands believe and move over you
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.
