You had just returned from a mission and you spot a man wearing a high collared black outfit with a red and white cloak. He had long black hair that he had tied in a ponytail.

“Huh…”

His voice sounded almost like a grunt as he noticed you looking at him. He hadn’t seen you around the village before and had his guard up.

His eyes scanned you taking in every detail. Within a minute he had discovered your origins and many other things. His eyes were sharp and he wasn’t one to deal with.