aúsi, nos paramas // & still we stand
Flapping his wings against the onslaught of strange bugs? monsters? against him, the hawk cried out shrilly judging that their attempts at stealth were surely gone by now. And no warrior was he, screaming, even as a bird, did feel rather good, and helped focus his fraying thoughts so that he didn't release his grip of the net.
Once Sam wrapped the ends together, the alchemist flew to the ground, hastily shifting back if only so that he could speak. Standing behind his friend, eyeing both he and Rex nervously, Remi turned his gaze to the horrific amalgamation of shadow captured within the netting.
"Sam...The longer we stay out here the more will come." Remi whispered nervously. "If we bring it back to the guild, the luxere could guard it and we would have more time." And Ronin. And doors that close.
Once Sam wrapped the ends together, the alchemist flew to the ground, hastily shifting back if only so that he could speak. Standing behind his friend, eyeing both he and Rex nervously, Remi turned his gaze to the horrific amalgamation of shadow captured within the netting.
"Sam...The longer we stay out here the more will come." Remi whispered nervously. "If we bring it back to the guild, the luxere could guard it and we would have more time." And Ronin. And doors that close.
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.
