[center][h1][color=ff5000][b]Renar Hagen[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

[color=ff5000][b]"Tch,"[/b][/color] Renar didn't let up his glare towards Edwin. [color=ff5000][b]"I'll train with whom I'm bid to, though it would be more motivating to spite you. Any idea when they actually begin to intend to instruct us?"[/b][/color]

He glanced aside to Gerard for a moment.

[color=ff5000][b]"I never did give you the specifics of my little run-in with the most mischaracterized villain in written history, did I? As it turns out, him being a vile arch-traitor is somewhat of an exaggeration by the victors, likely to preserve the fool's own dignity. If Merilla's recollection here is accurate, Edwin was a bloody idiot that threw away everything he'd already had and accomplished for even loftier ideals that had no basis in reality. Somewhere in there is something of an abject lesson, I would think."[/b][/color] 

Renar gave his friend a meaningful look at that. If anything, Edwin was an example of when not to dream too grandly. Gerard's idealism was fine enough on its own, but only because Gerard knew the way of the world at the end of the day. Edwin tried to force the world to conform to him, and look what happened.  

[color=ff5000][b]"In any case,"[/b][/color] He addressed Parvan this time. [color=ff5000][b]"This is a dream realm. Do we even feel hunger or require sustenance while we're locked in Merilla's play pen?"[/b][/color]

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