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

The smithy wasn't Renar's first choice of venue for exchanging gossip while maintaining his weapons, what with the blacksmiths and apprentices being able to listen in, but he supposed that the noise and the work the smiths were doing would go some way to ameliorating that issue so long as they kept their voices low. So while Serenity began to work on her shield, Renar set about the business of sharpening and oiling his weapons, pulling out a whetstone, a file, oil, and cleaning cloth from the satchel he'd brought along.   

He listened to the conversation as he worked, chiming in when he felt the need to say something. Fionn's musings on Jeremiah were interesting, but in the end, inconsequential. Renar understood why the bandit's motivations disquieted his friend, but to him? He understood. 

[color=ff5000][b]"I don't disagree that he wanted to die."[/b][/color] Renar said plainly, working on his poleaxe first, wiping the head down. [color=ff5000][b]"I simply think it's not something to worry over. The man knew he had no future after throwing in with the wrong side and not throwing his sword down after all was said and done. Were I in his position, I can't say I would do the same, but I can understand his thought process. Personally, I would have fled the country and tried to eke a living out as an adventurer or sellsword in another nation. But Dame Serenity is correct. Best to move on."[/b][/color]

The conversation flowed on to the matter of the griffin, and Renar allowed his expression to warp into a scowl as he sharpened and oiled the ax head of his poleaxe. 

[color=ff5000][b]"Unfortunately,"[/b][/color] He responded with venom to Serenity's query first, keeping his voice low so that the clangs of the smithy obscured his words to anyone on the outside listening in. [color=ff5000][b]"The idiot turned out alive. I don't know where he went, and frankly, I don't care. The boy still isn't cut out for this. I watched our [i]illustrious[/i] Flower save him from getting killed from a bandit, and I had to step in to make sure others didn't flank him."[/b][/color] As much as Renar would have liked to express how he should have just let the fool boy die, he wasn't quite so stupid as to express some of his more...severe thoughts out loud. 

Fionn's own inquiry towards Renar had him roll his eyes only slightly. This again? Goddesses help him, how many times would he have to explain himself?

[color=ff5000][b]"Hardly. But we all knew those men were bound for the gallows anyway. I simply wanted to expedite the process. One would think I should be thanked for trying to make things just a bit more efficient for everyone involved. Less men to spend time judging, less hangings to conduct, and less space and provender to waste on dead men."[/b][/color]