Timothy
"Going to... Hmm... Going to dawnstar i think. Maybe solitude. Dont plan on being back too soon."

*He took nothing but what he had on him and left. He wasn't the type to prepare. He always made do.*
Raymond
"While you're out there, maybe you can scout for a safehouse location. We should get some set up around Skyrim as our numbers increase."
John
"Aye. One way or another, the fight will eventually come to our gates, and we need to prepare for the worst. Still... I wonder if my recent dreams mean anything. Maybe, maybe..."
Raymond
"Dreams can mean many things. Could be prophetic, could be symbolic, or even nonsense." He says, "Hard to tell without analysing it, or when the dream comes true."
John
"Yeah, that's how it tends to be, even with actual prophecy. Vague, impossible to figure out until things come to pass. I can still remember it somewhat... Foreign looking vessels landing on the shores of somewhere frigid. Black robed and golden armored figures disembarking... Beyond that, not much else. Much of it is hazy."
Raymond
"Visions of a possible invasion force? Sounds like Thalmor." He says, "An odd dream." He sighs, "Keep it in the back of your mind, do not linger on it. Current events are more important right now."