A bit of wandering, and a few stops for direction later and you found yourself before what could only be called a Den, A tent connecting a few buildings. A wood crafter to one side offered more then a bit of an oder from his laquors, on the other was what looked to be a glassmakers workshop. Between the two was the masive tent of Hanji. It stood over fourteen feet high, and more then thrice that wide, and over six times as long. It seemed like it might even fan out behind those two crafting areas. Two big men stood out front, looking at your demenor and purpose one opened a flap of the tent without a word. The chime of bells came from it, and you could see the same hanging from the curtan as it was opened, obvously announcing when it had been opened. Sitting on large pillows is man even larger then those outside, how large is hard to tell when he was sitting, but shoulders at least as wide as an ox's.