<div class="floatright">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/289/5/d/gunslinger_by_ymirsson-d4d2ifm.jpg)</div><strong>Arngrim Watcher</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=766355)<br/><br/><em>  "This is all a punishment the gods have bestowed upon us for relying too heavily on magic. If we're going to reclaim the gods favor and rid our world of this blight, it will be humanoid ingenuity and perseverance that does it, not some lost art of the ancients."  <br/></em><br/><br/><em>    "So, this foolish expedition into the forest is the latest suicide mission they've found for me? First things first, I don't work for any of you. My job is to make it to the city and report back. Keeping you all alive is a secondary objective. The only one who can give me orders is me. With that out of the way, anyone of you who isn't ready to die should leave now. If I catch you running away when the shit hits the fan I'll kill you myself if you try and come back." </em><br/><br/>Age      38<br/>Birthday   18th of December<br/>Height:      3’4”<br/>Weight:      38lbs<br/>Skin:      Gruff<br/>Hair:       Short Brown<br/>Eyes:      Narrow Hazel<br/>Style:      Arngrim dresses practically in a long blue duster with good quality hiking boots. His belt however, is a mess of powderhorns, pouches, and other containers. His most prized possesoins are his Firearms, works of art he constructed himself, and the magical ring upon his finger, a memento from his mentor and romantic interest.