Remi
Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun
Welcome to the war, we've only begun
The veil? Remi's eyebrows flinch together, though not wanting to interrupt and ask if that was a metaphorical description or some actual thing out there that the hunter had parted like a curtain. "Sure, sure. As one does." The wendigo agrees with a nod; he's appropriately somber about the whole thing, but as someone whose body counter was higher than he could even guess at, it wasn't as if he was in a position to judge. "What's the..." Looking just over Ronin's shoulder for a moment, Remi's eyes narrow before he looks back.
"..the why? From what I can tell wendigos just..are. There's no plan to it. But the Fae at least seem somewhat organized. Is taking and making other changelings is that just...like a form of reproduction?" It felt like a crude way of putting it, but then maybe given the horrible nature of what the Fae had turned Ronin into, that was to be expected.
'Ah well, for the good of science I suppose it is great that it happened.' He snorts, smirking darkly before rolling his eyes.
"..the why? From what I can tell wendigos just..are. There's no plan to it. But the Fae at least seem somewhat organized. Is taking and making other changelings is that just...like a form of reproduction?" It felt like a crude way of putting it, but then maybe given the horrible nature of what the Fae had turned Ronin into, that was to be expected.
'Ah well, for the good of science I suppose it is great that it happened.' He snorts, smirking darkly before rolling his eyes.
Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it
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.
