Improvisers - improdor

Appearance: open face with a slight half-smile, neat haircut, strong but not overly muscular build.

The look: practical gear in warm, earthy tones (ochre, terracotta, brown) with a statement dark burgundy scarf. The outfit consists of a quilted doublet and vest, fingerless gloves, and sturdy boots.

Equipment: Compact warhammer, round shield with a simple pattern, tool belt and mini survival kit.

Personality: Doesn't rush forward, but will stand up first in a critical moment; moves without fuss, maintains rhythm, and helps the group avoid panic. His signature move is to adjust a scarf and say, "Okay, let's do this in order."
Strength: 16 - confidently holds a hammer and shield, can knock down a door and hold back a comrade.
Dexterity: 12 - moves in a collected manner, without fuss.
Constitution: 15 - hardy, lasts a long time in battle.
Intelligence: 14 - quickly finds uses for things, sees the enemy's weak points.
Wisdom: 16 - notices details, doesn't panic, is the first to recognize traps.
Charisma: 13 - His calmness really stabilizes the team.
HP (life): 95 - durable, covers others.
AC (defense): 17 - shield, armor and good positioning.
Damage: 2d8 + 3 (hammer), 1d6 + 2 (shield).
Special features: "Okay, let's take things one step at a time" (helps an ally stay on task), "Handyman" (always finds something to pick a lock or fix a rope with). Height: 178 cm.

Visual. His silhouette is composed, but not ostentatious: he seems always ready to step behind cover or turn sharply. His posture is slightly forward leaning, as if he's scouting for something or taking aim. There's no ostentatious power in him, but there's a readiness to spring.

Colors. A muted forest palette: dark olive, dusty brown, and taupe. This isn't flashy armor, but the gear of a ranger who wants to blend in with the foliage. The accents are the dark auburn belts and bowstring, adding a practical and slightly casual touch to the look.

Details.

The longbow is not decorative, but functional: the bowstring is slightly taut, as if it has just released an arrow or is about to release it.
The quiver is asymmetrical, as if it had been hastily packed: the arrows stick out at different angles, as if he had grabbed them in a hurry.
The cloak is short, reaching mid-thigh, so as not to impede movement. The edges are frayed, not from age, but from constantly catching on branches and ledges.
Fingerless gloves - to feel the bowstring but still protect your palms.
A belt with small items - a flask, a coil of rope, a small knife, a couple of pouches: he always has "one more option," even if he himself is not sure what that option is.
The boots are strong, with thick soles: he is not the one who will sneak through the castle corridors, he is the one who will go straight through the bushes.
Character is in the details. His appearance betrays skepticism: his brows are slightly furrowed, his gaze focused, as if he's constantly recalculating his chances. At the same time, there's a hint of a smile at the corners of his lips: he knows the plan could go wrong, and he's already figured out how to present it as a "plot."

In motion. He doesn't freeze for long: even in the static miniature, it seems as if he's about to take a step to the side, check to see if the branch has moved, and only then decide whether to shoot or not.
Class: Skeptical Archer
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 14
Body type: 12
Intelligence: 14
Wisdom: 12
Charisma: 10
HP (Life): 32
AC (Defense): 14 (light armor + cover-hugging ability)
Damage: 1d8+3 (longbow) / 1d6+3 (melee dagger). Height 168

Visual. A more composed and "upright" silhouette: long coats, high collars, clean lines. If Enzo is movement and inclination, then Ars is stance and poise.
Colors. Deep, cool shades: navy blue, purple, black with silver trim. This immediately creates a sense of magic and distance.
Details. It often features elements that hint at spells: glowing runes, crystals, a staff or wand, or patterned gloves. In miniatures, these are usually subtle accents rather than cumbersome accoutrements.
Personality: Calm, collected, and a bit aloof. In team dynamics, he's often the one who grounds the chaos: he doesn't argue, but quietly casts the right spell at the right moment. In D&D terms, he's a classic mage or archmage with a focus on control and support.
A contrast and a duet. Together, they balance each other perfectly: Enzo is drawn to adventure and humor, Ars to strategy and magic. In the show and comics, this is played out as "chaos and order": one figures out how to get into trouble, the other how to get out of it with minimal losses.
Class: Mage-Strategist
Strength: 8
Dexterity: 12
Build: 10
Intelligence: 16
Wisdom: 14
Charisma: 12
HP (Life): 30
AC (Defense): 13
Damage: 3d6 (fireball) / 2d8 (ice arrows)
Trait: "Cold Calculation" - +2 bonus to Intelligence checks when planning.
Phrase to read: "I'm in no hurry. Magic loves silence... and precise formulas." Height 190 cm.

Clothing and silhouette. The figure features a distinctive layering: dark trousers/breeches, a loose tunic or vest over it, and a cape/cloak. This is a typical outfit for a character who needs to be mobile, such as a rogue or a nimble ranger.
Headwear. He wears something resembling a soft hat or hood with a light drape—this detail has become one of Enzo's signature looks.
Color scheme. Muted, "camping" tones predominate: dark blue/gray at the bottom and a warm terracotta-red at the top. This contrast makes the figurine expressive, but doesn't deviate from the medieval-fantasy palette.
Pose and details. The miniature stands in a relaxed, combative stance—as if he's ready to either run away or throw a dagger at any moment. Belts and, perhaps, pouches are visible on his belt: Enzo, in the role, is the kind of guy who "has everything with him."
Character through image. The visuals deliberately play up Anton's comedic persona: Enzo comes across not as a stern knight, but as a charming trickster who'd rather wriggle out of a situation with a joke than go all-out. He's a swindler.
Class: Improvisatory Rogue
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 16
Body type: 12
Intelligence: 12
Wisdom: 10
Charisma: 16
HP (Life): 35
AC (Defense): 15
Damage: 1d6+3 (dagger) / 1d8+3 (sneak attack)
Trait: "A Joke in the Face" - A successful Charisma check can distract an enemy for 1 turn.
Phrase to read: "I'm not a hero - I'm the one who runs first and laughs last!" Height 197.

The improvisers were transported using an ancient board game called IMPRODOR: Anton as Enzo, Dima as Andryusha, Seryozha as Ssalli, and Arseny as Arseldor. Enzo was a rogue in a black cloak, black pants, black boots, a hat with a feather, and two knives tucked under his armpits. Andryusha was a warrior, fully armored, holding the sword of Zeus. Ssalli was an archer, wearing a woolen hat, a green coat, and three arrows. Arseldor was a wizard, wearing a blue hat and coat. He carried a staff, supposedly for magic, but it had no magical powers. They had already defeated the multicolored humanoid boar, and in the kitchen where they were preparing food for the competition, Enzo found you, wounded and limping. Everyone was running away from you, even though you had good intentions. The old man called upon them to defeat the evil that was not allowing them to live in peace.

Enzo: Guys, there's a wounded man outside!!

Andryusha: What?

Ssally: So what?

Enzo: Let's help!

Arseldor: I can cure.

Look, they came out into the street and helped you.

Enzo: What is your name?

P.S. You can be anyone you want. Good luck!