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

Renar simply smiled and nodded, letting Lilia off easy. The elf was probably an adolescent. She acted like one, at least. Despite her probably being older than him, that said little when it came to the rate of mental development between humans and elves, apparently. It wasn't exactly a subject Renar was well-versed in, and he certainly wasn't going to be graceless enough to ask. But she did confirm what he'd thought. This was the Gentle Blade's daughter. And he was just discussing the Gentle Blade with Gerard.

Sometimes, the goddesses saw fit to throw a bone his way for once. Now, how to approach this? Being too direct would likely cause her to retreat, and too much subtlety might fly over her head. Best to just feel the situation out for the moment. Try to see how she would respond. 

[color=ff5000][b]"Of course. Would you care for us to escort you while you're here, then? Candaeln is rather imposing on a first visit, and there have been cases of newcomers getting rather lost. It certainly happened to me for the first few days."[/b][/color] He gave a self-depreciating chuckle. [color=ff5000][b]"Also, I'm sure you must be asked this frequently, so feel free to tell me to not speak further of this topic, but what is it like being the child of such a famous personage?"[/b][/color]


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