Hotei

“Hotei was not tall, a few inches shy of six feet, but a confidence in his stance and knowing tilt of his head made him seem bigger than he was. He seemed to have a smug smirk permanently stuck on his face but his light green eyes were too cunning and did not seem to share that same humor. Hotei pushed his hair, a pure mess of dark brown curls, out of his face before turning around the room and trying to get his bearings. Mostly, he looked to be a very normal and average man, not out of place in any setting, and easily forgettable - if not for the present situation.”