Maniakes looks at the fields, the air of the afternon making his aspect fiecer.

And you, traveller? Seeking some comfort?

He is dressed in leather and mail, and a company of warriors, all on horseback, accompany him, looking at you with doubt. They all carry swords and spears, gazing at you with an inquiring air. The genral´s eyes look over you curiously, and he smiles at first then gives a nod of greeting in turn

I can only assume you have wandered the fields and find yourself lost and weary.