Kyle smiled as he hopped off the bar. He stood behind it and poured himself and the others a healthy tot of gin. Kyle looked at his glass shrugged and took a long pull off the bottle leaving a blood stain on the mouth of the bottle in the form of his lips. Kyle spoke smiling "i am used to fighting in leather armor" He held out his hands showing the night shirt he was in. 

Than removing the shirt Kyle exposed his chest and back as he grabbed the healing kit. His back was covered in lash marks. On Kyles left pectoral was covered in brand marks of some old noble houses. And stab wounds and arrow scars beyond counting covered the rest of his chest. The noble houses emblems on his chest where now dead houses with no descendents left. The sword slash was already pink scar tissue 
 
Kyle sat down at the bar and began Pushing the needle threw his chest suring up the skin that was parted on his chest. "Well that was a fun brawl i wounder if they will come back" Soon Kyle was done cutting the string with the dagger. Kyle reached and poured some ale on the wound. Standing he replaced his shirt . Kyle tossed back the tumbler of gin.