<div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;">Ragnar watched the two, Merlin and Brynn, as they made their way around the perimeter of the camp. He jogged down to catch with the group once Vesper signaled for him to join, his steel armour emitting sounds of the metal striking against one another as he jogged. He slowed his pace as he neared the group, standing next to Brynn as Vesper spoke to the small group.</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;">A ghostly smile formed on Brynn's face, she didn't have to conceal her relief knowing everyone else is glad for tonight being the last night before they can finally end the contract and leave Briarwood to whatever he was planning. "Good... Dark moons take him.." She mumbled, using the phrase of her homeland.</span></div>