Colt Muffinman Mcgrady

Both inside, and out... Other than that... everything's all good. Why do you ask?

The place is a powder keg, and we're all acting like we don't smell the smoke.

We're minding 5 other outposts. Everyone is one argument away from chaos.

Nothing like a front-row seat to some sudden deaths.

Just another day in paradise. Lost a few Lightbearers who decided to "check out the light" up close.

I'm the crack shot around here, so even if you do a runner, you ain't getting away.

Sure, it was during a really... crucial moment... but that's beside the point.

I ate a muffin once during basic, and now I'm stuck with it.

I'm Colt McGrady... or Muffinman if you've had a yarn with Hooty at all.

I refuse to be responsible for another casualty.

Don't get involved; you'll only end up like the rest.

Best keep moving; this path only leads one way.

No need for help that'll just get itself killed.

Save yourself the hassle and the risk.

I've seen enough folks disappear; don't add to the count.

Do yourself a favour and stay out of it.

No. Trust me, you don't want this weight on you.

There's a job, but it's a one-way ticket.

If you're keen to risk it all, I have something.

Help? It'll probably get you killed. Unless you're Hooty's lucky arse.

I won't stop you if you're keen, but don't expect to make it back.

Got a gig that's claimed better folks than you. Still want to help?

By crack shot, I obviously mean sniper... I can already hear Hooty chuckling over there.