Ren was thankful for finally landing a somewhat decent paying job. Smiling to the older bartender she nods reassuringly. [color=a187be]“Thank you sir, I really needed some work. I’m alright, no need for anything more an ale would be nice, however I must be level headed for work in a few hours. Goodbye good sir.”[/color] She bowed respectfully and trudged upstairs to to the room she had been staying in. 

Sitting on the bed and crossing her legs she peers out the window in thought. [color=a187be]“I wonder what Sahale is up to what may have happened. After separating in Kalla no contact…”[/color] This was never a good sign as Sahale always seemed to check up on her every so often but never a silence this long. Shaking the thought Ren refocused on the task at hand, laying out a map she traced the route with her finger until she landed at Creston. 

Speaking aloud to herself she murmurs, [color=a187be]“Never been there, and there is some bandits who seem to run the show. This can’t end well for these merchants”[/color] Shaking her head in frustration. [color=a187be]“If only I wasn’t so strapped for money, I wouldn't have to do these jobs that put me in risk.”[/color] A shiver running down her spine as a flash of the reaper’s insignia invades her head. Sudden paranoia overtakes Ren as she jumps up and closes the shades only to peer out a crack and look out onto the street.

[color=a187be]“I’m fine… I got to calm down its been 4 years! And they send fodder to get me. It can’t be that serious”[/color] Ren was only trying to fool herself as she knew the last attempt on her life she had just barely got out of the situation. They were serious and Ren had fear. She was only deluding herself. With a huff Ren recollected herself. She geared up packing all her things and set out of the inn/bar.

Ren read the job listing and arrived at the location of departure. Asking around Ren located the head of the caravan and used the job listing as proof of acceptance. Asking one of the merchants if she could ride with them. They comply and Ren hops in the back of the wagon, sitting down Ren lays her bow on her lap. The caravan sets off shortly thereafter, and they set off to Creston.