Awoken within a dense forest who has seen winter's fury many times before, the man stood to his feet and collected his thoughts. He stroked his short, distinct beard, which has been frosted by time itself. He seemed to be entirely unphased by the harsh temperatures, until he buttoned his white lab coat, which disappeared into the snow around his dark, brown boots.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF80">"I do recall there being others. I must have been thrown a bit further..."</span><br/><br/>Renatus press forward until he discovered two figures in the distance. Cloaked by the snow, the old scientist slithered his way up to them, unknowing if they were the ones who came with him, or if he was followed. Upon arriving to a point close enough to determine if these silhouettes were friend or foe, Renatus realized just who they were.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF80">"Lamar!? Keeta!? Are you alright?"</span><br/><br/>Ren rushed towards them awaiting an answer.