<div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;">Brynn sat down quietly, listening as the two gave their arguments. Her eyebrows furrowed together as she mutely chewed on a piece of jerky, trying to mentally calculate how and the survivability of this group taking on the dragon. She was still trying to decide once the group was silenced, waiting for her response to see if she was in or not.</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">"As long as I get revenge, I'm in. That bastard took Varn before I could get back at him."</div>