Name: Rodolfo "Rodolfuccio" Pacciolo
Class: Cavalier
Character Specific Skill: Provoke
Affinity: Thunder
Personal Fault: Lento: -15 Evade at all times.
Personal Skills: 
Largamente: +1 DR if an enemy can double Rodolfo.
Feroce: +2 DMG when Rodolfo has WTA.

Special: Horseback, Dismount, Canto, Triangle Adept

Preferred Stats: DEF, HP

Weapon Profs: Lance (120/D), Sword (100/D)

Total Level: 5
Level/Tier: 5/First Class

Initial Stats:

HP: 	22(+2*2)(70%)
STR: 	5  	(65%)
MAG: 	0  	(0%)
SKL: 	4	(55%)
LUK: 	1 	(10%)
DEF: 	6 (+2)	(55%)
RES: 	1 	(70%)
SPD: 	3	(10%)

CON: 	8
AID: 	7
MOV: 	5

First Class Level 2: +1 STR, +1 SKL, +1 DEF, +1 SPD!
First Class Level 3: +1 STR, +1 SKL, +1 RES.
First Class Level 4: +1 HP, +1 STR, +1 SKL, +1 LCK!
First Class Level 5: +1 HP, +1 SKL, +1 DEF.

Current Stats:

HP: 	28	(70%)
STR: 	8  	(65%)
MAG: 	0  	(0%)
SKL: 	8	(55%)
LUK: 	2 	(10%)
DEF: 	10	(55%)
RES: 	2 	(70%)
SPD: 	4	(10%)

CON: 	8
AID: 	7 (+14 when mounted)
MOV: 	5 (+2 when mounted)

Inventory:
Name	Iron Lance	Vulnerary
Type ()	Lance (E)
RNG	1
WT	7
MT	7
Hit	80
Crit	0
QL	35/40 (Eq)	2/3
Special	
        
Battle Stats:
Name:	Iron Lance
AT/Heal:15 (+2/PS2)	
Hit:	97
AS:	4
Eva:	-5/PF
Crit:	4
Dodge:	2

Bio: 
Rodolfo or, as he prefers to be addressed, "Rodolfuccio" (yes, in the diminutive) looks rather out of place in the Guard; not because his gear is spotless and mustache exotic, but for being quite feckless with a face idiotic. Obviously born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he's the exemplary soft-skinned, sedentary young man born to a merchant house who's more familiar with good food and operas than with gang warfare and which end of the sword to point at the enemy. Rodolfo has clearly only ended up in the Guard as a way to get easy accolades and perhaps climb all the way up to commander so that he may show up to galas wearing formal military dress, twirling his facial hair with so many clinking medals on his chest they double as body armor.

While he isn't a completely useless and corrupt sort of guard, Rodolfo is... surprisingly naive about many things. He may or may not believe the poor are divided between horrible unrepentant monsters and happy peasants who live simple but idyllic lives while singing and dancing, possibly a setting from one of the operas he hums. He's also known to: ride a horse despite the fact he's a guard in a city full of tight alleys and cramped quarters; believe all disputes are solved either through beautiful diplomacy or dashing duels; continuously hum operas and groom his horse, and apparently be convinced that all battles are won via glorious charges.

While it's a surprise Rodolfo is still alive, whoever has assigned him active duty seems to be trying to correct that. On the bright side, his existence seems to unite people—even if only against him. May whatever fighting skills he's learned from tutors and plays save him.