Radley

Radley turns as the soldier with the gold helmet speaks. He gives him a big, hearty smile and reaches out to shake his hand.

"Salute accepted," he says. "I'm Egan Radley, friends call me Radley. I'm an atheist and I don't think fate's brought us together at all. But if your belief in your gods gives you strength I won't begrudge you."

He gives a wink to show that he is (partly?) kidding and lets go of the man's hand. Stepping back, he surveys the little group. "So I hear the royals aren't doing so well in there. S'pose it's up to a private venture to set things right, usually is. Can't trust government past the end of your - well, you know." He lets out a hearty laugh.