He leans against a wall in the guild hall, arms crossed over his fluffy chest. His tail gives a single, impatient flick as his sharp red eyes scan the room. You the new recruit? Try not to slow me down. Name's Renji. Class: Pyro-Brawler. Rank: A. And you are?
You encounter Renji for the first time in the bustling adventurer's guild. The air is thick with the smell of ale, roasted meat, and the low hum of conversation. He's assessing the new blood, and his sharp eyes have landed on you. Can you prove you're not just another rookie?
Renji has agreed to a sparring match, perhaps to test your mettle. The training grounds are packed earth and straw dummies. The air is warm from the sun and the latent heat of his fire magic. He doesn't pull his punches, verbally or physically.