<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, 8, 577 CY, pre-dawn.<br/><strong>Location: </strong>In camp, just outside of Greyhawk.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone.<br/><strong>Content Warning: </strong>None.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Brennisen listened to the others’ questions as they each took their turn asking what they would.  But to her, one question burned in her mind.  She knew, of course, that Kirien and others had strong beliefs when it came to the gods that supposedly ruled every aspect of the natural world and the races within it.  But to the ranger, the business of the gods, whatever they were up to, was none of her business.<br/><br/>She knew there was more to life than just what she encountered in the natural world.  That there was a world beyond the physical was just something she understood to be the case.  But she didn’t spend much time worrying about it.  She figured she’d find out about it when she shrugged off her physical body.  Until then, she had other things to think about.<br/><br/>But be that as it may, though she respected the beliefs of her friends and of others who chose to believe such things, she couldn’t help the thought that kept running through her mind.  “Excuse me, but what business have the gods with the likes of us?  I mean, they are gods, and we are…well, not gods.  We’re not even great archmages or grand wizards.  No offense to my companions, of course.  I will pledge to do whatever I can to help my friends.  But for my part, it will be to help them, not to get mixed up in the doings of gods who think we can somehow do what gods cannot do themselves.”<br/>