We are dealt the hand that life provides. My life can be seen as a paradox. I am at the whim of what the player decides. Though I am the most royal male in this box. But I am not the only one. Of fifty-two, four exist. Our skirmishes are for your fun. Face me if you dare. Do you know who this is?

Some people like me, some may not. I can be cold, or I can be hot. Maybe I can smell of Lavender. I am not animate, so I may not wander. I can ease your pain. And still you can gain. What am I?

I’m brown and hairy, but not an animal. I’m filled with water, but I never drink.

I'm green at the start. Halfway through I'm mostly red with dark freckles. By the end, I'm often smiles of green, white, then red.

A Mundane tool that is so common it's silly. But in the right hands it will fly willy-nilly.