REMI
the lullaby
Every now and then the things
I lean on lose their meaning
I lean on lose their meaning
Well of course they'd say that. Remi chuckles back to Amalia, who no doubt is glaring daggers into his skull by now. They're prey animals. I'm not. He points out as they continue, unaware that the Shield has cast her name-sake upon him for protection.
Reaching the pool, the manticore makes his way toward the water, sniffing it first to see if it seemed safe to drink, before lapping at it. Do you hear that? He asks of the muffled splashing ahead, though perhaps it's only his leonine ears that can pick it up. Given that they can all fly should they chose to, Remi continues toward the clear and crisp scent of rushing water and the sound of the waterfall.
Remi goes toward the waterfall.
Reaching the pool, the manticore makes his way toward the water, sniffing it first to see if it seemed safe to drink, before lapping at it. Do you hear that? He asks of the muffled splashing ahead, though perhaps it's only his leonine ears that can pick it up. Given that they can all fly should they chose to, Remi continues toward the clear and crisp scent of rushing water and the sound of the waterfall.
Remi goes toward the waterfall.
And I find myself careening in places
where I should not let me go
where I should not let me go
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.
