*Tiaz growls and steps from the shadows. He's tall, over 8 feet, but hunched badly and leaning on a staff. He's draped in a huge dark purple cloak that hides most of his face and body bar the tip of his snout, his handpaws and footpaws.*
*One footpaw is bent awkwardly inward, almost like a club foot and he's missing 2 fingers on his left hand*
Tiaz: You are arrogant! Like others past you try to stop me and mine! Not your business what we do! Traditions to be kept, the girl is weak, we will take her. That is the way of things! Now stand aside lest I take you to! 
*He snarls and reaches under his cloak for something*
Tiaz: Last chance woman! You leave now or suffer!


*Mergoux gets up to look for Lecter, angry at seemingly being stood-up*