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Kyle sighs as he sets his guitar down and goes to the snack table. He pauses as he looks the chubby woman up and down. The he shrugs and grabs a handful of m&ms.
"Howdy."
He says, his voice deep and carrying a heavy southern accent.

Kyle steps forward a little to stand before Lilly.
"Is that typically how people of high standing greet others?"

Kyle smiles and goes over to the lad giving him a hefty pat on the shoulder.
"Welp, any family of Lilly's is a friend of mine! ... Or something. Pleased to meet you John!"

No one saw anything about a sword. That was an accidental paste of an unrelated thing.

Name: Sarariman Mann
Gender: Male
Sex: Male
Age: It's rude to ask that you know. But if you must know I'm in my 30s.
Appearance: A fit man with a slightly graying head of otherwise black hair done up in a professional style. He tends to wear a simple black business suit. Hey, I'm your guy if you got business!
Weapon: He tends to run from fights but I guess he has his briefcase.
Weapon: longsword
Alignment: good
Wielded By: a specific religious order
Look: This sword's guard is formed like a hand with its fingers curling toward the blade's end   . Its grip is of a red metal set with topazes and moonstones. The pommel bears a single diamond.
Fame: legendary
Quirk: seeks out victims
Main Effect: shoots lightning bolts
Secondary Effect: none
Restriction: none
Current Status: undefined   Created: to right a wrong   Draws Power From: its wielder's life-force
Powers: Has a Wagon drawn by a mid-sized lazor raptor.
Basic Business acumen.
Geography.
Fighting style: ... Has anyone actually seen him around when there's a fight? Maybe he just kind of fucks off.
Story: People are paying him to cart them around, sell them shit, and maybe inform them a bit about the area. It's rather pleasant.

Stats:

"... And you checked to make sure?"
Kyle tilts his head.

Yeah, being a pirate makes people a little fruity.