REMI
'Doesn't matter though. They all like her. What other qualification is there?" Hearing that there was a council now and that Phoebe was on it, made the alchemist smirk. "Oh really. Do they know you're just a filthy commoner? That the Lorens of the world before would have turned their noses up at you?" He pretending to gasp as if horrified at the notion.
"Stick with us? We live on the beach, Phoebe. We steal food for breakfast and then kill things most of the day until we drag ourselves back somewhere clear of the tide, drink, fuck, eat, and then go to sleep. Sometimes we even go for a swim." He added this latter point as if it was a real highlight, then rolled his eyes. "Besides, you can't be here. You've got your fancy council position."
"Stick with us? We live on the beach, Phoebe. We steal food for breakfast and then kill things most of the day until we drag ourselves back somewhere clear of the tide, drink, fuck, eat, and then go to sleep. Sometimes we even go for a swim." He added this latter point as if it was a real highlight, then rolled his eyes. "Besides, you can't be here. You've got your fancy council position."
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.
