i've got a river for a soul
'You are right to be.' The alchemist says with an immediacy that borders on interruption. The look he offers the Madame is one of soft despair, his sea-glass green eyes full of trepidation and worry. 'I have always heard that accepted means you are favoured...and certainly that seems true with many accepted I have known...but I think it also means you are seen as...things to win. Free to join either side, you are something to be coveted, but more so now because of the war.'
That she was thinking of trying again wasn't much of a surprise. It was just as he said—there was no avoiding the inevitable. "Just be smart." He offers with a boyish smile, not meaning to suggest that she wouldn't be, but not knowing her well enough to say otherwise. "If you go to Ludo, bring a game. If you go to Frey, bring offerings of fruit and wear as little as you are comfortable with. And Safrin? Well. Anything that might stroke her ego."
That she was thinking of trying again wasn't much of a surprise. It was just as he said—there was no avoiding the inevitable. "Just be smart." He offers with a boyish smile, not meaning to suggest that she wouldn't be, but not knowing her well enough to say otherwise. "If you go to Ludo, bring a game. If you go to Frey, bring offerings of fruit and wear as little as you are comfortable with. And Safrin? Well. Anything that might stroke her ego."
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.
