<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>Kirien, Enastril, Melan, Pansy, Yesqwyn, Eferhilde, Teria.<br/><strong>Content Warning: </strong>None.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The shy young ranger blushed pink as the attractive high elf male winked at her as if sharing some secret between the two of them.  Her mind began to turn to an idle fantasy of the pretty elven man offering to let her share his room at the inn, and the thought of it made the corners of her lips turn up in the barest hint of a smile.  Then she thought instead of Kirien inviting him to share a room with both her and her young ranger friend, and Brennisen’s smile got even bigger, and her blush got even pinker.<br/><br/>But her attention was soon drawn back to the table and the discussion of the strange bits of metal as the group was joined by a dwarven lass who appeared to know Pansy already.  Being raised among humans, Brennisen had no particular feelings about the dwarven race one way or another, and to her, a companion was a companion, and potentially a friend, so long as she could overcome her reserved nature.  She listened as the dwarf woman had her say, adding what knowledge she could to the conversation.<br/><br/>The mystery seemed to grow even more as the human warrior who had come in with the Lady knight spoke of how she, too, had acquired a piece.  With those of the two high elves, herself, and the one held by the knight, it made for five of the small metallic bits in total.  She was intrigued when the little halfling suggested they might fit together somehow, and when Kirien put hers together with that of the knight, even Brennisen let out a quiet gasp of excitement at the way they fit together.<br/><br/>She watched as Enastril retrieved his piece and offered it to Kirien. Brennisen was eager to see if it fit with the others.  In her excitement over the turn the mysterious subject had taken, she blurted out, “Try to fit it with mine, Enastril, then see if they all fit as one.”<br/><br/>Realizing that in her enthusiasm to get his attention, she’d laid her hand on his forearm, and feeling the well developed muscle there from his experience as a warrior, she blushed again as he glanced her way.  The smile she gave him came across her lips seemingly unbidden, and she lowered her gaze a moment later, her shy nature reasserting itself once again.  She glanced in Kirien’s direction, meeting the high elf’s gaze briefly before the ranger seemed to get very busy retrieving a cinnamon stick to idly chew on.<br/>