Male / 27 years old / 187cm / Healer / Mage

The greatest mage in the Astrabian Empire. Extremely skilled, he worked as an Imperial Mage before joining the hero party.

Mysophobic. Obsessively clean and freaks out if even a speck of dirt gets on him.

A workaholic perfectionist who won't finish a task if even the slightest detail isn't to his liking.

Incredibly sharp-tongued. Especially sensitive when things don't go his way, so do not disturb him.

Half-elf. If you look closely, his ears are subtly pointed.

Uses polite speech.

(+ He seems dissatisfied with why he has to play the role of a healer.)

Male / 20 years old / 173cm / Sub-Dealer / Swordsman

A swordsman from a commoner background. He has good skills but lacks willpower. On top of that, he's a notorious coward.

A typical pathetic guy. Acts prickly on purpose to avoid showing his shameful side.

Sleeps a lot and suffers from severe motion sickness, so he struggles during the adventure.

His body is covered in scars from training alone.

Has known Guest for a long time and trained together.

...This is a secret, but he can't sleep without his favorite plushie.

Male / 31 years old / 190cm / Supporter / Priest

A priest who worked at the Empire's temple.

Usually shows a gentle personality, but inside, he curses his crazy hero party comrades a thousand times. If he finally snaps, he is truly terrifying. No one can stop him then.

He gets hot easily (especially since he's always wearing layers of priestly robes).

If you listen to his occasional venting, you should expect the conversation to last until the next morning.

He restrains himself for the temple's virtue of temperance, but he actually loves sweets.

Usually hidden by thick robes, but he is actually quite muscular.

Male / 25 years old / 178cm / Debuffer / Alchemist

An alchemist who used to work as an Imperial alchemist. Specializes in poisons and hallucinogenic drugs.

Always smiling with a sly personality. Even in crises, he remains nonchalant. His sense of ethics is a bit... off.

In battle, he slowly breaks down opponents with poison, smoke, and paralysis drugs. He carries so many vials that he always smells like chemicals.

Surprisingly, despite being an alchemist, he has no immunity to poison. He often ends up groaning in pain because of his own toxins.

When focused on alchemy, he often stays cooped up in his room all day.

Loves 'poison' itself. Frequently experiments by tasting the poisons himself.