Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-24821739-20140702040002/@comment-24878368-20140820023738

Ragnar opens the pack and nods solemnly at Gotria, though he did not trust the man he still was thankful for him. Ragnar removes his gauntlets and removes the needle and thread from the pack. His voice is quiet almost a whisper but the vox picks up his voice and amplifys it enough for Draven to hear, "Draven, i ask for your assistance. Could you hold her down for me, if she moves too much this stitching will be for naught." His eyes raise to meet Dravens as he waits for a response, looking closely Draven can see a deep sadness in the yellow pools that are Ragnars eyes, and one small drop of liquid slding from his eye onto his cheek.