oh but that's the irony: broken people are not fragile
It was quite the list, and not one word of it was an exaggeration. Not the herald, not the Big God name drop; Remi didn't look proud of it, didn't fancy himself special for this position he'd been forced into.
"Why would you think I'm displeased with them?" Remi asks dryly, raising a brow. "I was merely hoping to trade them for one of their feathers." Reaching into his pocket, Remi reveals a shiny bit of flint from the Climb.
Sighing slightly and running his fingers across his eyes for a moment, the alchemist tries to order his thoughts into something more neatly aligned. Failing to do so, he gives the fae a tired look. "I was going to call a meeting once...I'd gained more information." He begins, almost apologetically. "They called us all together. The demigods. Half of us were placed in a city called Stormbreak..and Delphia and I were placed here. With...more of the ascended gathering in the Hollowed Ground, we're to make this place something of a stronghold against them."
"Why would you think I'm displeased with them?" Remi asks dryly, raising a brow. "I was merely hoping to trade them for one of their feathers." Reaching into his pocket, Remi reveals a shiny bit of flint from the Climb.
Sighing slightly and running his fingers across his eyes for a moment, the alchemist tries to order his thoughts into something more neatly aligned. Failing to do so, he gives the fae a tired look. "I was going to call a meeting once...I'd gained more information." He begins, almost apologetically. "They called us all together. The demigods. Half of us were placed in a city called Stormbreak..and Delphia and I were placed here. With...more of the ascended gathering in the Hollowed Ground, we're to make this place something of a stronghold against them."
The Lullaby
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.
