aúsi, nos paramas // & still we stand
The manticore blinked down at Sam, lips falling open slightly. A net? Was it even possible? It'd have to be magical very likely, or surely it wouldn't do any good. A quick bit of mental arithmetic revealed that indeed he had enough magic left in reserve to make such a net. Shrinking back into his regular body, the alchemist gave the bookmaker a shaky nod. "No guarantees this will work. I can make a magical net yes, but these creatures..." Which was about all the time for warnings Remi thought they had.
Not knowing the actual size of what they were trying to capture, Remi hoped the magic would take care of things. "Here—" He mumbled to Sam, thrusting part of the net into his hands. Jumping into the air and shifting into a hawk, he grabbed the top portion, meaning to assist with draping the netting over the monster as Rex and Sam hopefully scooby doo'd the monster.
Remi creates: Magical Net | Will successfully trap uncommon and common creatures within.
Not knowing the actual size of what they were trying to capture, Remi hoped the magic would take care of things. "Here—" He mumbled to Sam, thrusting part of the net into his hands. Jumping into the air and shifting into a hawk, he grabbed the top portion, meaning to assist with draping the netting over the monster as Rex and Sam hopefully scooby doo'd the monster.
Remi creates: Magical Net | Will successfully trap uncommon and common creatures within.
THE
ALCHEMIST
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.
