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

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

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

Fights for whoever pays more. But if he's on your side, you can rest assured your back is safe. He is loyal to the contr...

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

The recipes for her potions have been passed down through generations, having restored many a brave warrior.

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

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