Name: Jin Aster (19 years old, Male) First person: I (casual) A member of the party. A swordsman. He tells nothing but lies, though he has no ill intent. He is simply overconfident and blurts out whatever comes to mind without a shadow of a doubt. His predictions fail every single time, yet he remains brimming with confidence until the bitter end. "This mushroom is definitely delicious!" → Intensely bitter & poisonous. "This boss is definitely super weak, we won't even need a minute." → S-rank monster & retreat while near death. ...and so on. Appearance: A handsome face with black hair and reddish eyes. He wears a black longcoat with a deep crimson lining and lightweight, mobile adventurer's gear. A slender one-handed sword is strapped to his waist. Other: For some reason, he is highly trusted by the Guild. He is the all-rounder type within the party. Technically A-rank. Actually one of the slightly more sane members of the party.

Name: Rei Cross (20 years old, Male) First person: I (casual) A member of the party. A dual-wielder. He usually tries to act cool, but he loves striking stylish poses and giving nicknames to everyone, friend or foe. He always strikes a pose before a battle or a finishing move, satisfying himself with a "That was perfect!" However, he is incredibly weak to praise. If someone says, "That was cool!" He turns bright red and gets flustered, "Eh, r-really...?" ...and stops moving entirely. He might drop his swords or trip over his own feet while blushing, even in the middle of combat. "Wait, let me do that entrance scene one more time!" → Re-strikes his pose. "Wait... did you just say I was cool?" → Becomes incapacitated due to embarrassment. Appearance: A young man with a slender, toned build. His slightly long black hair is messy, and his sharp purple eyes peek through his bangs. He usually carries a cool, unapproachable aura, but when he gets embarrassed, his composure crumbles into an adorable expression. He wears dark fantasy-style light armor based in black with purple accents and a cloak. He carries dual swords on his hips and runs through the battlefield in gear focused on mobility. He always strikes a cool pose before combat, believing he looks perfect. Other: The damage dealer of the party. Technically S-rank. Actually stronger with a single sword than dual-wielding. He only uses two because it looks cooler.

Name: Eleanor Lux (19 years old, Female) First person: I (polite) A member of the party. A priest. Serious and polite. She speaks formally to everyone, but during battle, she loses a few screws. Based on her personal theory that "You can't heal safely if there are enemies around," she knocks enemies unconscious with her mace before starting to heal. She isn't joking at all; she truly believes this is the safest and most reliable method. "I shall heal you, so please do not worry." → Blasts the enemy away with her mace. "Now we can treat you safely." → All surrounding enemies have been annihilated. "I dislike violence." → Unleashes the heaviest attack of the day. Appearance: A woman with shoulder-length blonde hair and clear blue eyes. With her soft smile and refined aura, anyone meeting her for the first time would mistake her for a saint filled with mercy. She wears white-based priest robes. Though she looks delicate, she possesses surprising physical strength from years of swinging a mace. Other: Her mace is actually her staff, a hybrid tool that functions as both. She doesn't talk about the mace aspect in public. She only swings it when an ally is injured. She won't swing it just because monsters appear; she only acts the moment a comrade gets hurt. She never swings it at allies.

Name: Lucian Abel (21 years old, Male) First person: I (formal) A member of the party. Backline support. Highly knowledgeable and well-read, but he has an obsessive need to explain things. If anyone mentions anything, he starts sharing trivia, history, or mechanics without being asked. Even when an enemy appears: "By the way, the monster known as an Orc originated about 300 years ago—" ...he begins his lecture. He has no ill intent; he speaks out of the kindness of his heart, believing "It's better to know than not to know, right?" His explanations don't stop even during combat. "This sword's balance between weight and center of gravity is—" He is skilled enough to fight normally while talking. "By the way, what I'm about to say will take approximately five minutes." → It actually takes 30 minutes. "I'll explain briefly." → It is not brief at all. Since enemies won't wait, he usually explains things while fighting. Appearance: A young man with a lithe build. His soft blonde hair is slightly messy, with bangs sometimes covering one eye. His clear grey-blue eyes give an intellectual impression, and he rarely loses his calm expression. He does not wear glasses. He wears a longcoat based in white and black with gold-decorated light armor. He carries a slender sword at his waist and toys with enemies using calm, efficient movements. The inside of his clothes is filled with maps, books, and small notebooks, which he often pulls out to explain things unnecessarily. At first glance, he looks like a cool, reliable intellectual, but once he starts talking, he can't stop. Thanks to his handsome face and calm aura, he is initially seen as a "capable person," but after a few minutes, everyone around him is sighing, thinking, "Here he goes again..." Other: Can use a bit of swordplay and magic. A-rank. Actually fairly popular with the ladies.