i've got a river for a soul
"Mmmm." Remi offered Peter a sympathetic smile. From what he knew of the Launceleyns, one could not simply just stop being one. He had no idea that Peter in fact hadn't been one for long, but even so. The binds of the family ran deep. He'd seen it on more than a few occasions with Loren, and even more that he couldn't now remember.
"Of course." Remi returned with an easy and bright smile, before glancing around at the mess around him. "Ahh, well. Yes, I suppose. Not that I mind. If I am not interrupted I tend not to stop and forget to eat and so on." He replied with a laugh. Turning to look properly at the assembled bits of wood scattered around the floor, he pointed at four in particular. "Wheels. Or they will be. I am trying to create a physical design that will work with the magic I put into them, so that they can roll easily over any terrain."
"Of course." Remi returned with an easy and bright smile, before glancing around at the mess around him. "Ahh, well. Yes, I suppose. Not that I mind. If I am not interrupted I tend not to stop and forget to eat and so on." He replied with a laugh. Turning to look properly at the assembled bits of wood scattered around the floor, he pointed at four in particular. "Wheels. Or they will be. I am trying to create a physical design that will work with the magic I put into them, so that they can roll easily over any terrain."
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.
