REMI
"I suppose next time you could allow me to be murdered by a banshee." Remi said with a casual shrug and a cheerful grin suddenly on his lips. "Or ask your Safrin for a time machine....or I suppose I could just make my drinks a good deal stronger." He added with a cheeky grin, setting down his cup and moving to stand. "Now then." He said to Sugar, stepping towards Ronin and leaning down to encourage the dragonling to switch warm-bodies. "I am going to do something, and you are absolutely not going to try and attack me. Do we have a deal?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. Glancing over at Ronin, he raised his brows suggestively, hoping that the ex-baron would play the part of the adult should his child get out of hand. |
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.