<strong>Name:</strong>Lucas Myers/Isabelle<strong>Passion:</strong>Doubt<br/><strong>Defense:</strong>4(5) +3 vs Frost<strong>Skills:</strong>Endurance ( ) Brawl (X) Throw ( )<br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>2(3)<strong>Traits:</strong>1.( ) 2.( ) 3.( )<br/><strong>AP:</strong>6(8)[2]<strong>SP:</strong>1[6]<strong>CP:</strong>3(6)<br/><hr/><br/>"I've got it worked out, don't worry about me," Lucas responded to Michiru asking about him.  "Sucks having to be on the run and not able to pick up quests for even just cash."  The caravan rep had left their presence, and was currently seen speaking to the caravan master about their resting place within the caravan's wagons.  "I wish Cahui was here; she was always able to scrounge up some money for an inn stay and food."