The eagle glided overhead, and as it did so it informed the alchemist below that save for the squirrels that lorded about in abundance, there was no immediate danger that it could see. An incoming cold front was moving in though and it did not want to remain in the open. Thank you. Remi called as the creature dove towards him. Fanning its extravagant wings, the alchemist lifted an arm for it to land on. It was quite heavy compared to Remi's own avian weight and the alchemist found himself tightening the muscles of his shoulder and arm to compensate. It was lucky that he wore such thick deerskin, or the eagle's talons would surely have made ribbons of what he wore beneath. Reaching into his pocket, he fished out a large piece of jerky and offered it to the bird. With a quick snap of its beak the meat was gone. Lowering his arm and thrusting upwards, he propelled the bird back into the sky where it gave a piercing cry of appreciation. REMI
How do you steal what you really want
When what you really want is free? |
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.