Feline Conversations (OPEN)

Blinking back his surprise, Remi's brows immediately furrowed as he started to shake his head. A wizard? No. Not Remi.  An impostor perhaps, but never that. The Loren's of the world were magicians—wizards even—Remi was just someone mistakenly gifted abilities far above his paygrade by a god who seemed determined to break his mind. "Ahh..I would not say so." The alchemist disagreed, thickly accented voice becoming boyish and perhaps a bit embarrassed now beneath the weight of Arthur's gaze and excitement. "I am just an alchemist with a few...ahh..talents, I suppose." He concluded with an awkward laugh. "LongNight is just about upon us, from what the locals have said. Apparently it is a week long period of darkness, where you are meant to remain indoors making as little sound as possible. A group of us are staying here, below ground with lots of food if you would like to join. Apparently monsters roam the streets and it is dangerous to go outside." The alchemist was still quite skeptical about  all of this, but given that even Rory had joined in seemed to suggest that there was in fact truth in it. REMI Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times