The Patriarch of the Cinnabar Clan. Flint is an embittered career mercenary that prizes strength and wealth over all else. He has raised his two daughters Cinnabar Tyrana and Cinnabar Jynx with a cynical worldview, and views his estranged son Cinnabar Codex Visi'darc with a mix of embarrassment and disgust.

Flint talks to Codex

“Lasthaven was dying, and Kingston is where you can find fame, fortune, and glory.”

(Finding out Epiphany went to the Citadel, said with surprising tenderness and sincerity) "Good for her."

Codex: "I understand. I get that the world is cruel and will not show mercy, and that you have embraced the cruelty and lived within it. I will show mercy and kindness none the less, and spit in the face of the cruel world."

Flint: "That's stupid."

Codex: "No it's brave, because I have weapons of knowledge."

Flint: "Your weapon is garbage."

Codex: “I’m proud of my garbage."