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ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own "Do you not?" Ludo's voice was mild, but it still it challenged Remi even as he challenged himself. As they spoke it completed its snowball, using two clothy tendrils to lift the thing up, only to suddenly pelt it at the alchemist with a flick of its robes. It was already rolling the next one to life when the hawk-lion-whatever responded about the powers it had given him. The gratitude though, that was impossible, and Ludo's white mask tilted up to stare directly at Remi. Abandoning the snowball, it inched closer and closer until they were all but nose to nose, waiting, examining. "You are welcome," it said finally, drawing back to flutter about the snow. "You are a very strange one, sweetling. Are you sure you do not want to lay down here and sleep? You would be such a wonderful addition. It wouldn't hurt one bit, not like the swamp."