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.

A common peasant who decided to trade the fields and plow for the battlefield and a club. Not much of a warrior.

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

Once, he snuck into a besieged fortress and poisoned the well, leading to the capture of Wardlow Fortress without a fight.

A loyal yet perpetually disgruntled guard dog. Such dogs are often kept by wealthy individuals to protect their mansions.

In the empty eye sockets of this creature, one can see the experience of dozens of generations. Though not everyone mana...

A small and weak body does not hinder the valor of the greatest knight and the madness of the greatest scientist from intertwining.