<div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;">Ragnar silently nodded in agreement, brushing the dust off of his arms and legs. He looked around at the ruined city on last time before casting a cold glare to the temple. "Then we ride..." He replied solemnly, turning back to the group.</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Ragnar's posture softened a bit as he averted his gaze to Vesper. He walked up to her, placing his hand on her shoulder gently. "Briarwood did this, not us." He told her in an attempt to reassure her.</div>