( OOC: Since Renn wouldn't keep a journal, I'm going to type these things as if they were his thoughts with a bit of narration as to when Renn is thinking these things and where he is at the time. So it'll be like Renn reflecting on things.)
Renn awaits the journey ahead. His sleep is restless as it always is, haunting things from his past creeping in to remind him of their presence. Not unexpectedly, the Mercenary is soon awake again, staring up at the ceiling of his inn room. He registers the warm body of Tavis beside him and sighs quietly in some relief. They'd not been on the best of terms recently, particularly after Renn had admitted his previous lies. Other than that, the mercenary couldn't be sure why the halfling had been so angry. It had started days before the merc revealed himself. Tavis had apparently forgotten the reason himself. Renn reflects that he'll hate himself permanently if he ever does anything to seriously harm the halfling... In fact, he's come to be rather fond of the whole group of adventurers.
Jovvi he hadn't originally liked much, but she'd slowly grown on him, and now more than ever he feels a sort of kinship to her... Their similiar backgrounds likely have much to do with it, and he figures it gives them both someone to relate to... Both human, both orphans... He assumes that Jovvi will never fully understand him, and he'll never fully understand her, but he'd fight to protect her if there was a need...
Tillyr struck him odd at first, as she might anyone else, but she too has grown on him. The mercenary wonders how he could feel protective and almost brotherly when such instincts and emotions were never condoned in his life at the guild... Answering the strange girl's questions seems to him a chore at times, but he finds that other times he really gets into answering them... They almost give him a sense that how he sees things are important to another being....
Niamh is another that he feels a strange kinship for. Though he has no clue as to -when- he started feeling it, he knows that the elf and he have a strange understanding between them, and he's grown to value her as a friend....
Renn just isn't used to liking people or trusting them nearly as much as he's grown to trust his commrades...
He briefly wonders what happened to the Lizard-man and the "Phantom"... He can only speculate on Jaer, thinking he likely returned home, but the other fellow could very well still be with them... A strange thought.... Perhaps he'll reapear by the next full-moon.... ah well....
Whatever the next journey brings, he'll be ready for it... and this time he'll have an old friend with him... "It'll be good to have Cavan along.... Trustworthy, that one..." with the final thought, he drifts back off to sleep, pulling Tavis a bit closer to him, some part of him comforted by the smaller man's presence, allowing him to sleep a bit more deeply than he normally would.
Posted by renn_leeson at April 9, 2003 03:28 AM