Honey I'm home! (( open ))

Whistling a tune Ilya made his way towards the Den, carrying a simple dark brown leather suitcase in one hand and an army green duffel bag slung over his other shoulder, dressed in a casual manner he looked like his usual relaxed self, his beard was well groomed and his hair tied back in a ponytail.

He had passed the Tikerak and passed the guard on his way here, after explaining in his usual charming way, who he was and why he was here, he was given clearing to enter Kadzait territory, putting the suitcase down along with the duffel bag he looked the large building in front of him up down as to decide wetter to go in or knock and wait for an answer.

Deciding on the later he made his way over to the large front door and knocked a few times, taking out the cigarette placed behind his ear he lit it with his zippo, inhaling he blew out a few rings of smoke while waiting, he was a patient man.. well most of the time, unless it came to his work and that lazy ass kitchen staff.

Who knew what he would find inside of this so called Den, maybe some lovely lady? grinning he took another drag of his cigarette, looking down at the tips of his boots he crouched down to brush some dust of off them, his light blue faded jeans clung to his legs and hips, the white shirt was old but clean as was the light brown suede jacket that reach mid thigh, standing back up he calmly finished his smoke while waiting for the door to open.