<div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;">Ragnar snapped to attention as Vesper came into view, immediately slipping his sword into the sheath that was on his back. "Sorry," He apologized with a slight rub of the back of his head, laughing slightly. "Didn't hear ya coming up." He raised his eyebrows in shock, he was surprised she managed to get a word out of the new girl. "I think everyone hates Varn." He told her, leaning back against the tree he had been hacking at.</span></div><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">He laughed at Vesper's muffled words as Merlin's hand covered her mouth. "Hey man, didn't mean to cross you." He said lightly, raising his hands up defensively. "All the other trees were too fragile." Ragnar kicked himself upright, linking his hands together behind his head.</div></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">"Anything else we should do about Briarwood?" The brute asked, shifting the conversation back to about the lord.</div></span>