RONIN
"So far? The deck and the hull," Ronin says with a rumble of laughter that manages to be upbeat only because he knows that it won't bother either man to build their world from the ground up again. With Remi's assistance, they at least manage to get rid of all of the detritus from within The Northaven, leaving the space barren and still smelling damp, but nonetheless a canvas from which to begin.
"For tonight, do you think you have enough energy left for some well-placed memory magic?" Ronin asks, even as his arms swarm into crimson and gold feathers and he begins to sweep a phoenix's heat and fire along the inside of the vessel. It should dry the place out and remove the old, damp smell, at the very least.
"For tonight, do you think you have enough energy left for some well-placed memory magic?" Ronin asks, even as his arms swarm into crimson and gold feathers and he begins to sweep a phoenix's heat and fire along the inside of the vessel. It should dry the place out and remove the old, damp smell, at the very least.
one more wish for you
