Renaud found himself in The Wildwood out of a sense of desperation more than out of any desire to achieve an objective. He hadn't been on Caido for long, but it had been long enough for him to realize that his relocation was for the very long term, if not permanent. He had also learned that his changed status made it necessary for him to venture to the Shrine at night, rather than in the daylight.
In his own time, Renaud held that the god of his people was of course very real, but not interested in meddling with the day-to-day affairs of mortals. On Caido, though, he had been getting the impression that this was not the case. Almost everyone he met had something to say about the gods, and so the young soldier found himself venturing to the Shrine in the Wildwood in an attempt to learn all he could about the spiritual realities of his new world.
The snow crunched under his boots as he approached his objective. A thick gray coat hung down to his ankles as he marched along, eventually noticing a thick blanket of beautiful red roses around the shrine. Renaud had never been much for flowers, but all of a sudden he felt a deep instinct to dig up a few and take them with him. Obviously his rational mind questioned why he might do this, but this side of his mind was left arguing with itself even as his body knelt down and dug up three roses by the root.
He had completely forgotten to investigate the shrine, or to attempt to pray or commune with the gods. Instead he found himself turning around almost immediately, marching off into the night with snow underfoot and roses in hand.
