Ren walked gingerly into the forest, his head turning at every sound that he heard, or thought he heard. "It's fine... Everything is... fine..." Ren whispered to himself. If he wasn't so paranoid right now, he'd probably be bursting with joy. When he was walking around Hargeon one day, note had appeared out of the ground from nowhere, hitting him smack in the face, informing him that he was eligible to rank up. This excited Ren beyond no bounds, until he read the part at the bottom. About meeting in the spooky forest. Ren almost cried when he read that. So here he was, his breathing still a little calm, as he paced back and forth in the same area, too afraid to leave his station.
"He'll get here eventually... Right? He wouldn't just lead me into a spooky forest and then forget I existed, right?!" His paranoia was getting the better of him. Why couldn't Zuo have chosen the happy funtime forest? That sounded leagues better than this. Everything about the enviroment seemed to be aimed towards making it as scary as possible. It was a graveyard for people like Ren, who was emotionally unstable. He tried to compose himself on the outside, Zuo could be observing him. Was something supposed to show up and beat him up? Was Zuo throwing a surprise party in an ominous place? The latter was the preferred option.
Ren began to think back on his time in the guild. He remembered the first day he had shown up to the guild, and the test he had been immediately thrust into. Oddly enough, Ren didn't remember a majority of what happened his first day. He remembered falling into a labyrinth, panicking, getting intimidated for panicking, and then the rest was a big blank. He did make it into the guild, however. From that point on, he had met a lot of people, and had seen the Guild grow farther beyond what it used to be, there were so many people around now, it was amazing. Despite leaving and not returning for long periods of time, he could never really stay away from Lamia Scale forever. It was just magnetic for him. By the time Ren had snapped back into reality, he had found he was a lot calmer. Either the guild was his comfort, or just a really good distraction from a horrific forest.