Noticing an acorn on the ground and thinking it would be useful for his plan, Flynn bent down behind a bush to pick it up just seconds before a voice sounded close by. Pausing in his crouched position and glancing around, he changed the pitch of his voice to a high whining timbre. "Hey! Don't you know it's rude to interrupt a hob goblin!? Now shove off!" Snickering to himself he stood up to his full height slinging the sack back over his shoulder and strode off. Who has two thumbs and is quick like a fox? Oh yeah, this guy.