A gentleman is not brutal, but he will prove all vendettas futile. He is not immune to bullet, fist or blade but any insult raised against him will be met with a blockade. He is stoic, but still smiles, cracking his face open without reserve for a friend, to calm, to a foe, to unnerve. A gentleman dresses his best, whether it Vans and sweater, or tie and vest. No-one is beneath his attention he gifts compliments quite often, but when a man puts a hand on him, that man goes home in a coffin.