bring back the water
The voice.
The click of the heels.
It made the alchemist's blood run cold, and then hot just as quickly. At his sides, his fingers instinctively moved to clenched but Remi stilled his nerves best as he could. Swallowing down the unhealthy mixture of anger and fear that mixed unhappily in his belly, the alchemist fought off the snarl on his lips as he pulled in a breath. "It is my guild Zariah." He replied evenly, only just barley glancing over his shoulder to catch sight of her. Not that there was any possibility he was wrong about who it was standing only a few feet behind him. But as with most blood-curdling things, sometimes I was hard to look away.
The click of the heels.
It made the alchemist's blood run cold, and then hot just as quickly. At his sides, his fingers instinctively moved to clenched but Remi stilled his nerves best as he could. Swallowing down the unhealthy mixture of anger and fear that mixed unhappily in his belly, the alchemist fought off the snarl on his lips as he pulled in a breath. "It is my guild Zariah." He replied evenly, only just barley glancing over his shoulder to catch sight of her. Not that there was any possibility he was wrong about who it was standing only a few feet behind him. But as with most blood-curdling things, sometimes I was hard to look away.
let your ships roll in
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.
