A glorious evening was being enjoyed by the people of orchidia. It was mid evening and Ren was enjoying another walk in Orchidia. At the moment he was walking through it’s grassy streets, looking curiously at the residents and what they were doing. Passing by houses some men were cutting their gardens while the women were hanging out clothes to dry. Walking by Ren thought he was in rather traditional part of the community seemingly anyway. Seeing this reminded him of home. His father doing the more physical tasks such as chopping down trees for wood or ploughing the fields while his mother would remain inside to do the laundry or cook up a feast for Ren and his many siblings. It was times like this that made Ren the most homesick. Thinking about his home in Joya brought back the fondest memories making the young knight very nostalgic albeit a little sad too. It was why he went on his walks, to try and clear his head. Clearly this method was not working as well for him any more. Even though he was in Fiore a few months he figured he would have gotten over it by now but evidently as he sighed heavily looking at the happy families enjoying their evening his mind wandered back to his own home, of his many siblings running around or coming home from work and his parents toiling away at home while his grandparents sat around and did nothing. Ever since that day the only bad thoughts whirling around in Ren’s head were those of his grandparents. He bawled his hands into fists and counted to ten. “One, two, three, four, five…” “You’re a disgrace to the name-” “Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten.” Letting out a deep sigh he moved on again hoping to avoid any more of those thoughts.
Luckily for Ren there were a group of kids on a nearby path of grass playing soccer. The dark haired mage only noticed them because they were making such a racket. “Hey! You have to be the goalkeeper! I’m the oldest so what I say goes!” One child said. “Well I’m the tallest and I say you have to be the goalkeeper! So what I say goes!” The other retorted. It seemed that the two boys had the same amount of people on their team backing them up. Wanting to drown out any negative thoughts Ren decided to walk up to the kids, standing in their makeshift goals. He recalled his father joining in his sons and daughters games should there ever be a dispute. It was simply two jumpers thrown down lazily a certain width apart. “How about I be the goalkeeper and you can all get along?” Ren said, now catching the attention of the other kids. The two who were arguing looked at each other confused before looking back at Ren. “Our mommys said we shouldn’t play with strangers.” The taller of the two said looking bashful.
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