<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/3c/Brennisen.jpg/478px-Brennisen.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Brennisen Miller.<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Ranger.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Patchwall, 7, 577 CY, Evening.<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Idle Boar Inn common room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone.<br/><strong>Content Warning: </strong>None.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/>The young ranger nodded in acknowledgment of the offer from the knight to buy the table a round.  She lifted her tankard in salute, offering a quiet, "Well met, Lady Knight.  I have the strange feeling we've met before somewhere.  But I cannot place you in my memory."  She shrugged, not knowing what else to say, and fell silent once more.<br/><br/>That is until Kirien began to relate her tale.  Brennisen's interest was piqued by Kirien's story, and she leaned forward to get a better view of the small piece of metal when the mage laid it on the table.  She listened as her friend spoke of Enastril having a similar piece, then the lady knight produced another piece so similar that it appeared to come from the same whole.  Upon seeing it, the ranger gave a little gasp of surprise.  The astonishment at seeing something that so closely resembled the small shiny piece of metal she'd found in the stream just the day before completely displaced her pondering of where she'd seen the armored lady before.<br/><br/>In an uncharacteristically extroverted move, she reached into her belt pouch and fished out the small metal piece that she'd found, stretched out a hand, and deposited it on the table's surface next to the one Kirien had placed there.  As if realizing that her action had drawn the attention of the others at the table, she began to slip back into her shell a bit.  It showed in the way her voice was quiet when she explained, "I found it in the stream near my camp, just outside Beratana. I brought it in to show it to you, Kirien, yesterday morning, when I..." She blushed, but then continued on. "I meant to show it to you and ask you about it, but then I...got distracted.  Anyway, if you don't know what yours is, you probably don't know what mine is."<br/><br/>She lapsed into a moment of silence, but seemed to go on musing to herself after a brief pause. "I thought it merely a curious bauble, but seeing that there are more of them makes the intrigue grow in my mind.  I wonder what they could be."  Then, as if she'd spent her allocation of words for the evening, she lapsed back into quiet observation, returning to nondescript anonymity and her mug of cider, content to let others take up the mantle of discussing the mysterious objects while she listened.<br/>