Ronan shook his head and sat with the man. "No, I don't have time for a drink, friend. I'm afraid I require help and soon. I am from Rakan, a tribal village to the north, and we have come under attack by a giant Ice Dragon. Many other villages in the mountains have already been laid to waste by this beast, as I have seen their weapons embedded in it's hide and have seen their people's blood on it's claws." He spoke then turned to the man. Ronan seemed troubled by the information he was giving the man and he wasn't sure if he could trust him, but this man was the only one that seemed capable of helping him out. "I need your help along with any other warriors we can gather to take this great beast down. He is too powerful for commonfolk but perhaps skilled hunters can bring him down and make the mountains a peacful place for me and my people once again, unless they're all gone."