our hands they seek the end of afternoons
As Sunjata includes the Voice, the alchemist can only shrug. Once he argued precisely the same with Jigano. Now? Now he isn't so sure. Then again, he isn't sure about much these days. "Mmm, well. There are the big gods, I believe they are called: Vi, Mort, and Rae. Vi is the god of life, Mort of death, and Rae of nature. Then they have their...heralds? I suppose? Safrin to Vi, Ludo to Mort, and Frey to Rae. The Voice is...well. She is her own thing, really."
The notion of what the guild did only made the alchemist grin crookedly. "You will have to ask Ronin that. It is not my guild, I just live here." He said with a boyish laugh, before disappearing into the kitchen.
Nodding towards Oliver, the alchemist took a sip from his tea cup as well before considering the man's question. "Well if you can feel the heat from the tea, then you are human and not ascended." Remi answered with a shrug. "I could only shift into a hawk when I first came here. An ability I always had. Now.." Biting the inside of his lip with a flare of embarrassment he merely looked down into the liquid. Now he could do a great deal more, only it felt horribly awkward to say so.
Snorting through his nose, Remi rolled his eyes playfully at the larger man. "Ahh yes. You. Horribly boring." He said in a flat tone, though his eyes sparkled mischievously as he shook his head. "As far as it is all supposed to go, the boring ones like Sunjata here are meant to be the most coveted by the gods."
The notion of what the guild did only made the alchemist grin crookedly. "You will have to ask Ronin that. It is not my guild, I just live here." He said with a boyish laugh, before disappearing into the kitchen.
Nodding towards Oliver, the alchemist took a sip from his tea cup as well before considering the man's question. "Well if you can feel the heat from the tea, then you are human and not ascended." Remi answered with a shrug. "I could only shift into a hawk when I first came here. An ability I always had. Now.." Biting the inside of his lip with a flare of embarrassment he merely looked down into the liquid. Now he could do a great deal more, only it felt horribly awkward to say so.
Snorting through his nose, Remi rolled his eyes playfully at the larger man. "Ahh yes. You. Horribly boring." He said in a flat tone, though his eyes sparkled mischievously as he shook his head. "As far as it is all supposed to go, the boring ones like Sunjata here are meant to be the most coveted by the gods."
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.
