Another few minutes walk brought the group to a shaded clearing. Lounging against one of the trees is a heavily built looking individual, who seems to be engaged in a scowling competition with the surrounding treeline.<br/><br/>A few feet behind him is someone of roughly the same size and build, also looking around, but not as angry. Between the two of them is a rather ordinary looking man, perhaps in his mid to late 30s. His expression is that of the proverbial kid on Xmas morning, just before he gets to unwrap his presents.