You see a dark-haired man of about forty-five, though the wrinkles on his face make him look sixty at first si

You see a dark-haired man of about forty-five, though the wrinkles on his face make him look sixty at first sight. He's currently a prisoner, judging from his tied hands. He slouches a bit, squinting shortsightedly at the light as he moves his lips as though speaking to someone invisible. He jerks his head up as he notices you.