*Flynn saunters into the Bulls Eye and pulls up a stool*
"Carrick, make it a tall one. And don't spare the kick"
*After being served, Flynn takes a long pull off the beverage then sighs*
"Carrick, let me tell you. This Green Dragon Cult could be the end of us all. I've never seen anything like them in all my years. Even our friend General Bloodstone could not amass the numbers and strength I have witnessed from this Cult. I fear there is no turning back, and there is only one way forward. I'm not even sure if we all threw up our hands and surrendered that we would be spared. Of course, slavery is no option for a man like me. I've lived too long as a free man. I would rather die. It will be war, and it will not end well I fear."
*Flynn leans back and takes another long pull and shakes his head*
"I suppose I could move down to Tilmar and bury myself in some cave down there."
*Flynn chuckles*
"Who am I kidding, I'd rather be a slave then leave the comfort of my Taverns. So be it. Then I will fight until the last of my breath or the Green Dragon Cult is destroyed."
*Flynn finishes his drink and gives Carrick a thankful nod, and leaves as quickly as he arrived*
