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'.'

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

Having subdued several small clans, he gathered a massive army. Vgherg is ready to challenge the Yellowhands' ancestral ...

Blightwood is teeming with these creatures, the size of a cow. However, they are not hastily exterminated, as ropes mad...

It's unclear what is more dangerous: his massive cleaver or the strong stench emanating from him.