A grizzled looking man takes his seat at the bar. He had a strong, weathered look to him. Taking a look around, he noted that nothing much was happening.
Beside him was a large vessel, with seal markings on it.
But what distinguished himself from everyone else, was his headband... of Iwagakure, but with a straight line that cut through it, made wth a sharp object. His Iwa attire was old but surprisingly intact, having seen plenty in its use.
Upon his back and resting on his shoulders fastened by a chain, was a dark black coat, emblazoned with blood red clouds...
...of the Akatsuki.