"So when are we going?"<br/><br/>The voice came off towards the corner of the room where one individual sat, away from the main center of planning and discussions.  Maybe it was because he had chosen such a spot that people may have a hard time remembering even seeing him...that and because he seemed more plain-looking then the rest of the bunch of mercenaries.  Having chosen to take a seat instead of standing with the rest, the person - a human, male - currently had his back against the wall, one leg propped on top of the other.  The back of his head similarly resting against the wall, anyone who would now turn to look would see the light-colored face despite the brown, wide-brimmed hat that was resting on his head; strands of dirty blonde hair peaking out beneath it.  Looking to the group, his jade green eyes became visible to all as he gazed at each member before focusing on the Baron.<br/><br/>In fact, his clothing was really just a mix of greens and browns.  A green shirt that matched his eyes covered his torso and, over that, a brown leather vest.  Neither item was armored or granted Jaden any kind of protection; it was a simple and plain cotton shirt and leather vest.  It didn't do much to make him seem particularly intimidating as, despite there being some notable signs of muscle on his bare arms, as a whole he was more on the slim side.  It was the same with the rest of his attire; brown cotton pants that belted to his waist and black leather boots that encased his feet.  The closest thing that could be considered odd about his dress was the short, green cape that fell from his shoulders and dropped down to his waist where it barely covered a sheath.  Though the hilt of the weapon was not visible - hidden by the cape - anyone in the room would be able to identify the short, straight shape of a dagger.<br/><br/>The only weapon he currently wielded though was one that he was using on himself; a small bottle of red wine that, even now, was being poured into a glass that rested on the floor next to him.  His hands were both bare but, resting on his lap, were a pair of gloves that he had apparently removed.  Once filled, Jaden carefully placed the bottle on the floor and picked up the glass.<br/><br/>"The terms and payment have been decided and I assume everyone is here because they want to be," he continued, looking bored and sounding slightly impatient. "Lets just head out and we can discuss the rest on the way."<br/><br/>Looking away from the group and focusing on his drink, Jaden tilted his head back and took a long sip from the red liquid.<br/><br/><i>Not bad for a free drink,</i>he thought, having conjured the wine with his own power.<i>But you really can't beat natural wine.</i><br/><br/>Still, he had been low on time; having gotten here late - or on time as it turned out - so he had to make some sacrifices.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>