Male Wizard Unlike the girls, it can hardly be called an angel. Platinum hair barely covering gloomy, a bit gloomy face. Feathers on the head is left, only a few long strands behind her through the air, glowing in the darkness. He was not good-natured and not a hero, but a simple traveler, long ago forgotten what unselfishness. The only recognized them weapons - staff, and armor - light robe, decorated with rune stones. Thousands of fire outbreaks, tearing the sky and kill your enemies - it's his favorite spell it, he speaks perfect, destroying entire armies wave of his hand.