maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane
For this the alchemist has no reply, choosing instead to let his expression grow lopsided as he shrugs. Willfulness might be the reason Ludo had chosen him, but it might also be the reason the herald inevitably tried to rid itself of him as well.
'Or the child.' Remi supplies in a low voice. Aoife had never grown into personhood. She'd died as hardly more than a toddler, something that to this day always struck Remi as devastatingly unfair. Raking his fingers through his curls he forces his gaze to life to Delphia's. 'If her bones were raised for any reason at all...I would kill whoever disturbed them.' He said in an even voice, this threat likely precisely the sort of thing Mort had intended Delphia to come across when he'd set her on her quest.
'Or the child.' Remi supplies in a low voice. Aoife had never grown into personhood. She'd died as hardly more than a toddler, something that to this day always struck Remi as devastatingly unfair. Raking his fingers through his curls he forces his gaze to life to Delphia's. 'If her bones were raised for any reason at all...I would kill whoever disturbed them.' He said in an even voice, this threat likely precisely the sort of thing Mort had intended Delphia to come across when he'd set her on her quest.
THE LULLABY
maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing
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.
