Tag: Renrael x 13

Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2020-09-28 02:57:00

Bitter

He wasn’t really known as whimsical. He knew he wasn’t seen as a sourpus, but he tended to stay in the background, rather than the type of person found dancing up on the bar. Ren wasn’t a stick in the mud, he hoped!, but neither was he usually the life of the party.


The new Menagerie vendor had been nice, and he’d bought a window-kit for a plant--starlily. He’d eyed over the menu and the elixirs she’d offered. Various playful potions that changed the way you perceived flavors made him smile.


Still. Everyone standing around and twiddling their thumbs was definitely not his pace either. The Menagerie had been quiet, but there were still the vendors, himself, and Junarra there. Why not have a little fun and get to know...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2020-09-26 03:23:00

Rain

He blinked, squinting and tilting his head up. Rain. He couldn’t help grinning. He really enjoyed rain. He had not expected it here, at Brewfest, in Durotar, which was a desert. Silvermoon got it in controlled, scheduled showers the magistry allowed. This was at the call of a shaman and her elemental allies. She was dancing, calling the other troll shamans she was reveling with.

That was a great idea.


“Hey, Trisandrah, come here. Lets dance.” He offered his hand dramatically. It was a night for ridiculous flights of fancy. First the potions that made everything taste sweet (thank the gods he’d gotten that one!) and the roulette at the Menagerie. Now he wanted to dance  with her in this magical rainshower. They’d drunk...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2019-10-18 03:45:00

The Negotiating Hearts

Ren sat there, frozen on the bed, listening for the bite of the whispers from the bathroom. Maybe she was typing? Or maybe just speaking so hushed he couldn't hear.

Trisandrah had fled there to talk to someone. Talking to them now. After he'd just admitted he wanted more than her casual affection. He wanted to be something with her, not a coincidence, not a pleasant convenience. It was foolish. He'd known it was likely to end it all, but the not knowing was driving him crazy.

He scrubbed a hand through his hair and swung his legs over the bed. His eyes found his clothes, tossed across the room in a heap. Well, he'd known this wasn't likely to go the way he wanted. Couldn't even say the word 'dating' around her without her getting hedgey...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2018-12-17 02:15:00

Gifts for the Holiday

Renrael was pleased with the tree. It wasn't a paper flower; he was branching out with his papercraft. The little winter veil tree was made from newspaper he'd cut out, and a book of old music that had been long since ruined by weather and age.


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It wasn't really that impressive, but he thought it was endearing, and he hoped his giftee in the work exchange would like it. He hadn't been around the tavern as much as previously; things were still slightly awkward at times, which was unfortunate. He did his morning shifts a few times a week, he smiled and had an ale in the great room a couple of nights a week. But mostly he was still seen as the man that read the paper and kept to himself. Hopefully they knew him to have an easy smile,...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2018-08-08 16:35:00

Currently (2)

Too much was going on in the world.


Shut everything else down. Focus. Get up. Get out. Running over and through ruins. Lightning crackled continuously. Ozone and static teased his senses and he lived. Puddles splashed like laughter and he grinned with the chase. Adrenaline, mystery, exploration, treasure… Good company that knew. It felt good



Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2018-08-06 13:01:00

Currently (1)

Did he have a sign on his back? ‘Yank me around, I like it’? Wasn’t worth it. Ren smoothed the scowl off his face. No questions and no answers. No one to care. His own fault. The life he’d cultivated. Careful.


How many knew his name?… Sunsworn most likely. Their relationship was like that.

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His back pressed into the trunk, the bark bit through cotton to scrape his back. The label was teased off the bottle intact, then stacked with the others. He'd be sure to clean up; kids shouldn't see this. Refuge from memories and sulky aching. Wasn’t like him.


No one should see this. No one...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2018-06-28 03:32:00

The Little Things

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The Dwarven nesting doll smiled cheerfully up at him with what he imagined was barely held laughter. He hadn’t met many dwarves in his life, but he hoped he might meet someone with her outlook soon. Renrael felt his own grin ruck to the side in answer to her.

He always spoke Common to her. “How long you gonna stay on my nightstand this time, yeah? Very cosmopolitan, aren’t ya? Whisking away around the world. Probably been through more portals than I ever will. Probably seen a LOT; I know who’s pocket you usually sit in. Your courtier will be back for you, soon, I’m sure.” He winked and his fingernail tapped against her in a playful cuff; he was careful not to tip her over. He stood up and his eyes drifted over the other...

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Caleigh Lightbreeze
Caleigh @caleigh#157
2018-05-19 11:23:00

Gift on the Bartop...

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On the back bar top of Tavern there was a unique shaped metal mantle clock.  Wrapped on the fishing rod was a hastily tied burlap bow, and a bi-folded note beneath the object. Upon examination, the label of the note was written in a familiar handwriting- seen around the bar as of late.

-This is a gift for Renrael, please don't take it.-

Upon opening, the following was read:

Renrael - 

I don't know if you like fishing. And if you don't I can make another one. I started this the first night I started working at the Heart. It was a personal project, but I think I would like you to have it more. I know how it feels to want to start fresh. And if you want maybe I can help. I have an extra pole if you ever want to fish sometime. Or, I...

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Melisande Meadowshine
Melisande @melisande#135
2018-04-20 17:56:00

A Late April Journal Entry

Spring is here in full force now. The cliffs of Tol Barad are dotted with wildflowers, and the boughs of the fruit trees are near to bursting with blooms. Hopefully that means a decent harvest, somewhere down the line. Already I'm attempting to devise some cherry-based cocktails in my mind, for it looks as if we'll have plenty come late June.


I have business plans! Business plans, me. I can scarcely believe it, but I've been talked into at least giving it a go. I've designed some little embroidered necklaces. Then there are the wall hangings (of course, because apparently everyone loves “fuck” as much as I do, though I've got other things in the works)....perhaps some handkerchiefs? Baby bonnets? I'll have to to sit down and...

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Melisande Meadowshine
Melisande @melisande#135
2018-04-10 21:18:00

A Tuesday Morning Journal Entry

Last night was a little quieter than I expected. But most of our usual crowd came (save Mr. Blacksong and Lady Ael….I do hope they haven't gone for good), and with a few new faces besides.

Handrin came to visit us! I was quite pleased, actually. He always makes the day a little brighter. I didn't see Derin last night (unsurprising, given his seeming allergy to crowds), but I'm glad we're luring him out more nonetheless. Everyone needs friends around them. He admitted a few nights ago that he'd been to jail...for what? Public nerding out isn't a crime, near as I can tell. Perhaps there's more to him than meets the eye. I'll continue my campaign of kindness, see if we can't bring him into the fold.


And then there's Ren. Where do I...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2018-04-09 23:50:00

Different Views

(( This entry has been easily cross-posted to tumblr directly from https://chardiary.com -- check it out for more stories and RP events! ))


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"This is about girl, isn't it? ... This is about that girl, isn't it?"


Ren tossed the bag of toiletries on top of the clothes. He managed not to grind his teeth as he flipped the cover. The buckles made pleasant brassy noises as he worked on them. He yanked them snug before finally replying. "Yeah. It is."


His cousin tipped up his beer. Renrael kept packing. Without taking his  eyes off the wall--the wall with hundreds upon hundreds of push pin holes--the other man grunted before questioning,  "You sure you need to go to Tol fucking Barad?"


Ren pushed the lid off his own beer,...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2015-11-01 19:43:00

Trouble Comes in Threes

"Where the hell you been?” The door wasn’t even fully open before his cousin’s voice hit him.

Renrael grit his teeth and dropped his camping pack just inside the door. He shrugged out of his his jacket and tossed it onto the waiting chair. If it happened to hit said cousin, Renrael didn’t mind.

“Out. Had a date.”

“Another one? Better not be a fucking guard again. Over night, too. You must really like this one.”

“Different girl. And we didn’t sleep together. I didn’t sleep with either of them.” He turned to face the other man, taking in his slumped posture, the rumpled shirt, and the beer bottle in his hand. “You owe me for all these beers. And the silver you took two weeks ago. I didn’t forget, I...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2015-04-09 19:36:00

Distracted


Distracted


((Originally posted on Tumblr))


Except for hundreds of tiny pushpin holes covering the largest of them, the apartment walls were bare. Instead, the dozens of pieces of paper recently rescued were strewn over a cramped dining table. The three young men sat at lazy, insolent angles around the mess of maps, schedules, and schematics.


The dry rustle of paper attempted to fill the silence as a calloused hand shoved angrily across the table. “Seriously, Ren? A guard? Fel, man. And she’s been fucking ARRESTED?!”


The words had been repeated frequently, in one way or...

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