[(Chaos)Jester]

The soft tap and polite throat clearing belies the sheer size of the humanoid that enters the room, scrunching his shoulders and ducking his head Ningñalëka Balanced-flight estimates them to be nearly eight and a half feet tall. They take a knee and introduce themselves.

"I am Valdun Mor Aktian, a trade representative of the lands of Vuthuilia." His voice is a deep chest rattling baritone, though he makes clear attempts at not shouting, if he did the windows would probably rattle loose! He was well kept, if the generally wild appearance was anything to go by, his beard and hair combed, adorned with little rings made from various metals and stones. He didn't bother standing, his head would have been brushing the rafters anyway, but she could tell he was well muscled and built for either hard work or fighting.

"The lands I represent have an interest in silk and cloth, something that we could, perhaps trade for weapons of iron, or even silvered goods. We also have unrefined marble, though my colleagues thought it wouldn't be as good of a trade deal to mention them..." He chuckled as softly as possible and gestured around the office. "I'd like to come to an agreement with you and,by extension, your people."