It wasnt long after the festivities began before the door to the room opened again. A large man, just an inch or two taller then six feet with a barrel like chest and broad shoulders entered. He was dressed in ornate armor with a long hooded cloak hanging over his shoulders. At his left hip hung a broad bladed sword with three purple gems set into the cross guard. He was probably fifty years old, if not older with a trimmed black beard and his hair was cut short both with a touch of gray starting to form.<br/><br/>He took a moment to survey the scene before walking forward and taking a seat at the table. "I am Galdwin Arnegi, and I apologize for being so late." he said as he reached for the spirits laid upon the table earlier. He spoke in a commanding voice yet friendly at the same time. He didn't wait before pouring himself a drink and looking over their faces again. "So, I'm at somewhat of a loss as to how to proceed. I am usually used to going into straight business but I know some people in your lines of work prefer pleasantries. How would you all like to proceed?"