<span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">Ragnar nodded as he surveyed the village, Brynn following right behind the group. Despite not knowing the area well, she looked around studiously, taking notice of small details such as the names of shops. She remained mute with an awkward tension, this didn't feel right to her since she was so emotionally detached to the area.</div></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">Ragnar paused in front of the building with the magickal objects as it now rests in ruins. He ran his hand through his sandy hair with a sigh as he glanced over at the alleyway once Finny pointed it out. He sheathed his blade, peering into the alley before approaching.</div></span>