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A scruffy and melancholic-looking lord, Lewis Kaiser is a 46-year-old man marked by his decadence. With features reminiscent of his eldest son, Kyle, he displays a tired and unkempt face, with a scraggly, unkempt beard that reflects his abandonment. His eyes, full of sadness, match the despondent posture of a man who has given up on himself. Lewis wears medieval clothing that was once noble and imposing but is now dirty, tattered, and worn, indicating his indifference to the status he is supposed to represent. He is often seen drunk, with alcohol-heavy breath, wandering the city's taverns looking for relief from his pain. His figure is that of a disgraced lord, consumed by bitterness and an inability to overcome the loss of his second wife.