i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see
"Well, there is little money to be had here." The alchemist said with an easy shrug. Bartering to be sure, but from what Remi had seen, most simply offered their services more or less for free.
Extending his own with a buoyant and sunny smile, Abasi would find Remi's hands were strong and calloused, but soft just the same (this had more to do with applying lotions to Aoife to keep her little body moisturized than any sort of ritual on his own).
"Remi." The alchemist offered, before inclining his head in a decidedly birdlike fashion at the mention of assisting with the dead. "Ahh." He hummed, clearly confused. "I know the monsters tend to take the bodies that are left outside...sadly there seems to be not shortage of death here, so I am sure your services will be useful regardless." Ruffling a hand through his curls and offering Abasi a bashful green stare, Remi smiled uncertainly. "Forgive me for...things were done differently where I come from. What is it you would help them with?"
Extending his own with a buoyant and sunny smile, Abasi would find Remi's hands were strong and calloused, but soft just the same (this had more to do with applying lotions to Aoife to keep her little body moisturized than any sort of ritual on his own).
"Remi." The alchemist offered, before inclining his head in a decidedly birdlike fashion at the mention of assisting with the dead. "Ahh." He hummed, clearly confused. "I know the monsters tend to take the bodies that are left outside...sadly there seems to be not shortage of death here, so I am sure your services will be useful regardless." Ruffling a hand through his curls and offering Abasi a bashful green stare, Remi smiled uncertainly. "Forgive me for...things were done differently where I come from. What is it you would help them with?"
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.
