There seemed to be quite a bit of ruckus going on in the general vicinity. Taking note of the position of the humans the bandaged man smiled faintly as he adjusted the wide brimmed hat of his. His left hand rested on the pommel of the basket hilted rapier hanging on his hip - paired on the other hip by a parrying dagger and a metal buckler.  He wasn't even trying to be stealthy at this point, instead just walked towards the group while stepping intentionally on as many twigs as he could.

As the fellow made his way closer the rest of the group would see a man - maybe an elf - standing just under 6 feet tall, wearing gray clothes, a white fencing shirt and a quite heavy looking wide sleeved jacket. The sleeves of the fencing shirt were partially rolled up, revealing the bandages covering his arms. His face was also mostly covered by the bandages - only his eyes were visible. A more superstitious person might have assumed the redness of the eyes might have meant that he's a vampire, but in fact the lack of gleaming made it much more probable he was just an albino member of his race. The white hair kept on a short ponytail would also make the latter the more possible option.

The fellow kept his eyes averted from any light sources and lifted his hand in to a polite little salute. "I doth hope ye are not a bunch of bandits." He didn't hide the fact that he was armed, but made no attempt to draw his weapons. "You don't really look like bandits."