Neither the past nor the future can escape his gaze. Some say he can even influence fate.

From his hands flows celestial light, cleansing and healing wounds. An indispensable ally and loyal friend.

Not yet a wizard, but no longer an ordinary human. The first step towards power and mastering magical flows has been taken.

He has seen much in his lifetime. Thus, he does not rush into attack, preferring to 'play defensively'.'

With a silent step, keen eye, and accurate hand... This is why you should not trespass into the forests of the Lake Edge.

Someone has to test the guild's new potions, and it's best done in battle.

Goblins like this one regularly raid settlements and fishing villages, plundering them and fleeing before soldiers arrive.

Only the gods know what magic keeps these old bones together and shooting so accurately with a bow.