This scar I can't reverse, when the more it heals the worse it hurts
An illusion spreads out before the pair, and it will seem exactly as though they are seated in the middle of the shop. Light motes dance in the rectangles of light from windows which sorely need to be washed. There are racks upon racks of half-finished inventions and various creations in every stage of completion. Paint is scattered on the counter, and somewhere behind them a tea kettle whistles. It smells of simplicity and youth.
"You, the mighty monster hunter." Remi adds with a nostalgic smile, glancing sidelong at Ronin and finding himself surprised that he wasn't looking at the face of the 25-year-old who had managed to kill that golem. 'Gods, Bellamy wouldn't know what to do with us if he came through now.' The baron and the commoner, married and tackling the world. It would ruin his precious lifeview to be sure.
"You, the mighty monster hunter." Remi adds with a nostalgic smile, glancing sidelong at Ronin and finding himself surprised that he wasn't looking at the face of the 25-year-old who had managed to kill that golem. 'Gods, Bellamy wouldn't know what to do with us if he came through now.' The baron and the commoner, married and tackling the world. It would ruin his precious lifeview to be sure.
REMI
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.
