Walter, on the other hand, was expecting this so he and D'huile were completely unconcerned. His eyes scanned the men aiming their arrows at them; they were warriors of the Tree tribe. He saw the most tattooed man amongst them, staring down at them without a weapon in hand and knew that most be the leader.
"Tree people, I come with a gift for the protectors of the emperors shed. Your chief will love my gift." Walter said.
The tattooed men looked at their leader, who nodded and they put down their bows. The leader eyed Walter's blank face before nodding to one of the men.
"Open the gates!" the man shouted and scraping of ropes could be heard in front of them. They watched as a gate made of vines raised upwards, till there was a clear path for Walter and the rest to pass.
"Enter." the leader said and Walter complied.