As Ark'kruy'ek made it to the rendevouz spot, a river outside of town that was covered by a few shady trees. He knew it was the spot due to a seemingly out of place rock formation, of three rocks making a small triangle near the river bank, as the Estermere Messenger who called upon Ark'kruy'ek to note and head over to. It was a lovely day, the sun reflecting on the river creating a glistening scene. That is when the Estermere Guardsmen trudged towards the meeting spot. 

The man who was leading the Guard formation was a Dwarf, roughly three feet and six inches tall rather short even for Dwarven Kind. On his left eye he had a black eyepatch, which had a large scar that ran up from the top of his face, down to his lower left jawbone of his cheek. His face had a nose which was rather bulbous and flattened, from constant squabbles most likely. He wore some plate armor, sans a helmet, and had a mace on his right side above a small flagon. On his left hip he had a short-sword stuck kept in a sheath, and on his back he carried a buckler. He stroked his bright blonde beard which extended down to his torso. "Oi, so ya came eh?" 

On his left and right he was escorted by two humans. The one on the left had his head shaven, and was dressed in some tanned leathers, and stood at five feet and 11 inches. He carried two daggers on his right hip, and on his left had a small hand axe.
The one on the right had short cropped black hair, and she was dressed in chain-mail. On her back she was carrying a warmaul, and she had a short-sword on her left hip. 

The Dwarf spoke up again, "Now then. We need to discuss the matters at hand."