Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170909231230/@comment-5940646-20170914162017

Lacking a helmet, Rowan bore the full brunt of the blast and is still seeing tiny Stormravens fly around his head. Striding over to Verian he gives him a slap to the back of the head; "Next time throw it, idiot. As for the bodies, we'll collect all the movable gear, like weapons, then burn the bodies. Should protect them. Oh, and let's get new helmets as well. Also," Rowan asks, turning back to his other brothers, "whose's ship was this again? And why was there a squad out here?"