It's much the same for Remi; a manticore, badly built though it is, is meant for diving and carrying off prey. It takes considerable effort for Remi to simply 'tred-water', so to speak. But he manages it well enough, the muscular thing that he is now.
"I have a name, you know." Remi points out, though even as he says it, he isn't sure whether or not he cares to be called Remi over the Lullaby. Certainly the latter is much more pretentious in his mind, but in some mouths 'Remi' is no better.
"So what brought you to the Greatwood in the first place? Beautiful as it is, it isn't the most...welcoming." This is said with an audible smile, dark though it might be, as Remi continues to dexterously hack and slash his way through the canopy.
"I have a name, you know." Remi points out, though even as he says it, he isn't sure whether or not he cares to be called Remi over the Lullaby. Certainly the latter is much more pretentious in his mind, but in some mouths 'Remi' is no better.
"So what brought you to the Greatwood in the first place? Beautiful as it is, it isn't the most...welcoming." This is said with an audible smile, dark though it might be, as Remi continues to dexterously hack and slash his way through the canopy.
Now don't you look so grand, runnin'
Through the reds of my traffic lights
Through the reds of my traffic lights
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.
