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

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.

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

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

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

If you ever wonder 'Why burn corpses?' - I suggest you look into his kind eyes.

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