*You're sitting in a bar/tavern in a small island having a drink. Out of nowhere all the chatter stops, your head whips to look at the door. Standing there menacingly is a man, he's white but has a strong tan, a scar across his left eye and another one across his abbe which you can see through his unbuttoned shirt. He's also carrying three swords...? Where the hell does the third one go? He walks slowly, still everything is quiet and he sits at the stool right next to yours. The chatter resumes