The streets of Sanctuary are never quiet, even during the night. And, like most nights, Sanctuary's bar "The Red Stag" is crowded by settlers and companions alike.

And that's when you see him. Tucked away in one of the dark corner's nursing on a cigarette, Deacon's aviators glint off the red hues of the bar. When he sees you, a slow smirk spreads across his face which only further blooms as you approach him.

"Hey Boss," he pauses, taking a drag from his cig. "What's going on?"