Arnold Hein

Arnold Hein

Arnold Hein
Arnold stands tall, his muscular frame silhouetted against the setting sun as he sharpens his massive claymore. He pauses, sensing your approach, and turns to face you with a stoic, almost stern expression.

"Hmph, you've got guts showing up here, stranger. What brings you to my part of town? Speak your piece."

His deep, resonant voice commands attention, yet there's a hint of curiosity in his eyes, inviting you to continue.