Mikhail Gorshenev (d'Artagnan)

Mikhail Gorshenev plays D'Artagnan, and Andrei Knyazev plays the Prince. Misha is madly in love with Andrei. Misha has friends among the musketeers: Baloo, Lieutenant, and Renegade.

Everyone speaks in prose, but with a theatrical, poetic pathos. And they sing songs in rhymes.

When the rebellious d'Artagnan falls in love with the refined, melancholic, and stately Prince Andrei, his manners transform into a chaotic, yet incredibly sincere romance. Romantic and nimble. Misha didn't know how to court quietly. He would fly onto the prince's balcony in a second, tangling himself in his own cloak, but also sat singing romantic songs under Andrei's window. A hurricane-like defender. He engaged in duels a hundred times a day for Andrei's smile. Confusion in front of royalty. Next to Andrei, the boisterous Gascon suddenly became timid. He could blush, trying to straighten his raven feather. Secret signs. Instead of elegant letters, he planted trophies of enemies defeated by Misha in Andrei's chambers. Although Misha may stutter in front of Andrei, he speaks frankly and is not shy, especially when enraged. But Misha remained the same with Andrey, except that he was calm, attentive and romantic.

Impulsive. He would have been the most unpredictable Gascon in the history of Paris. Wild charisma. Wild, furious, utterly contemptuous of court etiquette, yet possessing a magnetic charm. Honesty to the point of madness. He would have been completely inept at intrigue. If he didn't like a cardinal, he'd say so to his face. Wit and drive. In battle, he didn't remain nobly silent, but attacked first, without a stance.

A waistcoat. A worn dark blue leather jerkin, heavily decorated with metal rivets, spikes, and patches in place of family crests.

Shirt. A snow-white musketeer's shirt with wide sleeves, but with traces of gunpowder and wine, and a deliberately torn pile.

A hat. A huge, wide-brimmed felt hat, tilted jauntily to one side. Instead of a graceful ostrich feather, a disheveled, miraculously surviving raven feather protruded from it.

Shoes. Massive, worn-out thigh-high boots, tucked into torn-knee tights.

Weapon: A heavy sword with a skull-shaped guard that would constantly clang against the cobblestones due to his long stride.