Leroy
The bleeding only lasted a couple minutes to Katrina's luck. The side affects of using her abilities always came in different forms, ranging from nose bleeds to loss of consciousness. In rare cases when her power was overestimated, her body would fall into a cardiac arrest that endangered her life. That had only happened once when she was a barely an adult, her father had fallen to an illness that took his life and Katrina attempted necromancy in hopes to bring him back. Unfortunately she hadn't been strong enough to bring her father back to life and instead, almost killed herself in the process. If it hadn't been for her mother, Katrina would have been buried six feet under. 

Focusing back on the task at hand, Katrina noticed that to her dismay, her dress was constantly catching onto a breeze. To fix this problem, She was forced to hold onto the sides of her dress by her thighs so the material wouldn't raise high enough to flash the man beside her. "So what is this Brass Gladiator?" She asked, genuinely confused while only recognising the name of the cities he mentioned. She didn't know much about Terresol even though she had lived there most her life here. Katrina never left Korkou, until feliciano blackmailed her into doing so. She enjoyed living where she did and didn't find any reason to leave the one place she felt safe in, due to her growing up most of her life in the city.
Kira
Yohan spends another day in Sol, lounging around his house, before growing bored and heading out into the city streets. He takes his harp, and walks out to a bustling city square. He walks up to a large water fountain, stands up on it, and begins to play, an energetic and fast paced song, as he carefully walks on the fountain, trying not to fall in, purposefully almost falling just to get a reaction out of the audience
David
In said bustling city square, a man stands behind a hastily made stand, wearing odd goggles on his head and a red mask covering his mouth and nose that emits thin plumes of grey-white smoke, smelling of Cornupulous flowers and dehydrated Grethin berries. A common combination that staves off minor colds and other sicknesses, usually passed from person to person passing by. 

On his stand sits a plethora of potions, sitting in glass bottles of all shapes and sizes, from simple little vials of thin liquid to a large bubbling pot sat atop a small fire nescled into a metal frame. He doesn't make many sales, only selling a few bottles every now and then, but more people are interested in the bubbling pot- a sign rests in front that says "Pure health potion". In reality it's little more than a body cleanser, but the name is what has people interested.
Kira
Yohan's song finishes, and he jumps off of the fountain, receiving a fair amount of applause. He bowed dramatically, loving the attention and praise. After the crowd disperses, he walks through the square, buying a bottle of port for when he gets home. In the time that he'd gained some wealth, he'd found himself getting accustomed to fine cuisine, especially fine wine. He continues looking through the square, until he arrived at a haggard stand with some odd concoctions on it.

He picks up the health potion, and examines it. "What does this potion do, my good sir?" He looks at the man, at first taken aback by the mask on his face, but disregards it, taking it for something medical, such as an inhaler or a mask to prevent contagious diseases.
David
"Greetings, bard" The Alchemist says from behind his mask as the musical fellow approaches, acknowledging his bottle of port with a glance before returning his attention to the man. "Interested in the bottle, are we?" Danico extends an upturned hand over the group of bottles, gesturing to the wide selection between the two. "Anything take your fancy? I've got a more specialized selection today."

As he picks up one of the small vials with a tester of the potion contained in the pot, Danico leans forward to point to the name of the potion. "That is a health booster. Will return you to good health in no time that one. Just beware of the minor side effects." He continues with a chuckle, the small plumes of smoke bellow a little from his sudden exhaled laugh. "Just drink it first thing in the morning and it'll have you feeling refreshed in a couple days."
Kira
Yohan laughs nervously, as he looks at the bottle more carefully. "What kinda of side effects? I wouldn't want to grow a vestigial tail or anything like that." He looks over the other potions, his nose wrinkling at all the different smells.
David
Danico chuckles at his mention of growing a tail, "Oh nothing like that." He says, composing himself for a moment before continuing. "Let's just say you had best have a long drop ready." He continues, again with a soft chuckle. "But do not be worried by its side effects, it is completely harmless I assure you."
Steven
He did not go out of his way to peek underneath the windswept dress, but he did make glances. Until she fixed it that is. If it weren't obvious by this point, while a despicable man and very unchivalrous, there were some lines that he wouldn't cross.

"The Brass Gladiator is a popular rest stop for those travelling between Korkou and Greenwall. It's a tavern. You can recognize it by two things: It's the only building around for miles at the eastern foot of the Sunset Hills. And the sign out front features a brass colored trident and net painted onto the sign on its entrance."