A common peasant who decided to trade the fields and plow for the battlefield and a club. Not much of a warrior.

He has seen much in his lifetime. Thus, he does not rush into attack, preferring to 'play defensively'.'

With a silent step, keen eye, and accurate hand... This is why you should not trespass into the forests of the Lake Edge.

Someone has to test the guild's new potions, and it's best done in battle.

Having subdued several small clans, he gathered a massive army. Vgherg is ready to challenge the Yellowhands' ancestral ...

It's unclear what is more dangerous: his massive cleaver or the strong stench emanating from him.

If you ever wonder 'Why burn corpses?' - I suggest you look into his kind eyes.

A small and weak body does not hinder the valor of the greatest knight and the madness of the greatest scientist from intertwining.