Remi the Alchemist Remi felt a shiver run down his spine, nodding in agreement. "Well, they haven't stopped so perhaps they do not?" He said gently, though he felt very much like screaming or grinding his teeth together. Instead he just sort of shivered into himself and stood slightly closer to Ronin. And then... The creature was unlike anything he had ever seen before. Well, aside from the rags which reminded him immediately of Ludo. "Ronin, what—" Remi stammered before placing his mittens against his ears to drown out the sound. So much in this world was strange and horrifying, but he knew so little of it that now fear seemed to be his initial reaction to everything. Groaning as his entire insides felt like they'd be drowned in water, Remi took a staggering step backwards, keeping his eyes narrowly focused on the whispey woman. |
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.