They're kept waiting for more than half an hour, before, finally, the door opens, and a large, boisterous man sweeps into the room. He's finely dressed, and looks like he was once handsome and in good physical condition, though that's since deteriorated. He still has a sword belted at his side, and looks like he knows how to carry it properly.<br/><br/>"Welcome, welcome, I'm sorry to keep you all waiting, but I had some local business to tie up, and the head of the local Weaver's guild isn't known for her patience," he said with a slight chuckle, waving people back to their seats. "Don't get up for me, I'm not that important. What brings the five of you out here, though? We haven't had any trouble, as far as I've hard, in this region."