Name: Ren [No last name]
Age: 14
Sex: Male
Profession: Candlemaker apprentice
Confirmed Familial Ties: Father, Little Brother, Little Sister
Date of Birth: Unknown
Date of Enlistment: 14/04/164
Notable Traits: Grey Hair, Green Eyes, Carries a wooden dove and has a naive look.
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'Naive look my ass' Ren rolled his one good eye, the one not plagued by a constant ache as he crumpled up the sheet of paper.
Maybe at some point in time he looked naive, but with a couple dozen deaths under his belt, it was a miracle that there was even a face he could look at from the reflection on the lake.
Throwing the sheet of paper into the dying flames and feeding its embers, the paper popped and crackled as the orange flame lit up the cave system and revealed the guest slowly approaching.
"I was wondering when you would appear."
Getting up and off of the ground, Ren didn't bother to wipe off the dust from his body as the newcomer Glared at his general direction.
Ren gave a spiteful grin in return despite knowing it was unable to see his smile at all. He was the one to remove all three of its eyes after all.
"Let's try for two legs this time"
A grey tinted face slowly floated besides him as it held the dagger in similar fashion.
"This was once my Unending Nightmare."
He kicked off of the ground and felt all his muscles rip and tear as they pushed far beyond their natural limits.
Blood streaming from his face in gallons, Ren grinned madly.
"Now it's yours."
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Tree that wants you to appreciate the fruit of my labor