Barbarian

That one is so different from anyone I've ever seen, with those rough clothes and weapons.
You can tell he's from another world, living in a place where you have to fight every day just to survive.
It makes you realize how sheltered we are in these city walls.

Bard

There once was a bard named Valtor,
Whose songs brought hope to the poor,
He sang of justice and right,
Of the downtrodden's plight,
And his words opened many a door.

Cleric

He was a pillar of the community, his holy vestments and gentle demeanor a reminder of the divinity that watched over them all.
His healing hands brought comfort to the sick and injured, while his prayers kept the town safe from the malevolent forces that lurked in the darkness.

Commander

'You are the shield that protects us all,' I told him, my voice steady and resolute.
'Remember your training, and trust in the strength of those beside you. We will stand together and face this darkness as one.'
With renewed vigor, the soldier stood taller, his fear replaced by determination.
It was in that moment, watching the tide of battle shift as the young soldier rallied his comrades, that I truly understood the power of leadership.
It is not the strength of one's sword arm that carries the day, but the conviction in their heart, and the courage they inspire in others.

Fighter

We were so frightened when that mass of people came for us.
But then she arrived, and everything changed.
She stood between us and the mob, her sword at the ready.
It was like watching a storm descend upon the city gates.
One downed after another, she held them off until they eventually retreated.
We owe her our lives... she was the only one who stood up for us then.

Monk

Those who master the martial arts can learn to shift their spiritual energy through their body and amplify their strength through their forms.

Paladin

Let it be known throughout the land that on this day,
under the watchful eye of the Divine Blade Sar Roland Dawnbringer,
the Orc tribemaster Grommash Blacktusk and Elven queen-elect Eira Leafwhisper have come together in peace and understanding.
We pledge to put aside our grievances and work towards a future of cooperation and mutual prosperity.
Let this treaty be a symbol of our commitment to the cause of peace, and a testament to the power of diplomacy and goodwill.
May it stand for all time as a beacon of hope for future generations.

Ranger

Date: 17th of Yellow Harvest, 6a.237;
Time: Late afternoon;
Name of visitor(s): A number of the "Gladewood Wolves" rangers;
Purpose of visit: To alert the King of a threat they witnessed deep in the Gladewood;
REQUEST DENIED—LACKING HUNTING PERMITS/TRESPASSING IN THE GLADEWOOD.

Rogue

Everyone knew of Haskell, but most thought it was just tales you tell children.
That night, though, he slid in through a breach in the ceiling I never even knew was there, with the keys in hand.
Didn't ask for anything, just opened the cell doors for everyone and fled in the shadows.
What I don't know is why wasn't he a wanted man after after that?
Everyone knows he did it, and "the Butcher" always hunts those that break order.
Strange, really.

Sorcerer

Alaric is too afraid to take risks—too bound by his rules and regulations to truly tap into the full potential of magic.
I, on the other hand, may be a bit more... unpredictable, but at least I'm not afraid to let my magic flow freely.

Wizard

Isadora lacks the precision and control of the arcane like that of I, and as a result, she often causes more harm than good.
Magic should be wielded with discipline and respect, and that only through study and practice can one truly master its mysteries.

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