it doesn't matter where you roam, when no one's left to call you home
The alchemist could only laugh a touch at that. "Loren, taking orders without argument? Wonders never cease." He could only roll his eyes and shrug his shoulders. He'd not malign the Launceleyn here and now to a near-perfect stranger. "Loren and I came from the same place. The same world, before being brought here." Actually, the bulk of the wounds done to him by the healer had occurred here in Caido, but a shared history seemed to be enough of an answer to Morgan's question.
Nodding approvingly at Morgan's question, the alchemist tapped the side of his nose as his brows raised. "Well, that's the trick, isn't it." He agreed. "Luckily, I am no soldier and this war of old gods versus new is not one I plan on engaging in." Despite the PoRtAl GuArDiAn sphere in his pocket. "So I leave it to much cleverer minds than mine to decide."
Nodding approvingly at Morgan's question, the alchemist tapped the side of his nose as his brows raised. "Well, that's the trick, isn't it." He agreed. "Luckily, I am no soldier and this war of old gods versus new is not one I plan on engaging in." Despite the PoRtAl GuArDiAn sphere in his pocket. "So I leave it to much cleverer minds than mine to decide."
i might have strained a bit too far, i'm countin' all the moonlit stars
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.
