John Smythe
Mr. John SmytheJohn is a hard man to miss in this world of swords and honor. Standing a fiar bit above even the tallest Samuria he stands out like a sore thumb. His skin is pale as milk and sun bleached hair he even stands in deep contrast to himself. His voice is deep and melodic, smooth as silk but falters in speaking the local language. In from a land entirely ignorant of the people of honor he still flounders in many customs, but the effort is there to learn.
He has frequented coastal towns as of late. Even though most people have nicknamed him 'The White Devil' he is well known for providing tonics, curatives, and always smells of black powder.
