Re: I notice most of our RPs seem to revolve around food...
Ragnar turned his head to regard Baird, he could not help but grin slightly, part of him fancied testing himself against the other male, and his power armour probably levelled the playing field. "We will leave food for you Adept Baird, you'll have to show me your armour one day, which reminds me I will have to tend to the Machine Spirit of mine later." He meant the onboard systems, but over ten thousand years of dogma and a fear of AI's lead to the Imperial equivalents being called Machine Spirits.
"Stormborn..." Ragnar said turning to look at Bobby. "I could track an Orc in a radstorm on Krieg with my sense of smell. I've scented it before, in Humans quarters, even of some of the Kaerls at the Aett. And once on Giggen's World where a cult of Slannesh held sway, which is probably what triggered my...response...but I've not seen the acts..so please.." I don't want to call you a liar friend, and have given you a chance to speak plainly.
Ragnar waited for a reply as he walked/was carried towards the kitchen. He only broke eye contact when he smelled the aftermath of Remy's cooking. It smelled Emperor damned delicious.