You find the man in the exact room he was left in. Though still beaten and dried blood is caked on his clothes, he sits on the floor in the middle of the room, his back to the door, cross legged his hands lightly on his knees. He doesn't even flinch when the door opens and he's removed most of his outer wear and has folded them neatly on the ground. His clothes are simple and unadorned, plain unbleached fabric, and sturdy leather pants and boots. his hair is actually a very very vivid shade of red and falls to the collar of his shirt. Strips of fabric has been torn from the robes he was wearing and cover some of the wounds.

He makes no sound as you enter the room, though he turns his head slightly at the sound of the door opening.