Fragile, eh?
Wizard
48% Combativeness, 47% Sneakiness, 94% Intellect, 0% Spirituality
Brilliant! You are a Wizard!
Wizards are spells-casters who study powerful arcane magic. While Wizards tend to be pretty fragile, some of those spells can pack quite a punch. Unlike Clerics, Wizards aren't as good at fixing people as they are at breaking them, so watch where you toss that fireball!
Your most distinctive trait is your intelligence. You're probably well learned and logical, if perhaps a bit fragile.
Take The RPG Class Test at HelloQuizzy
I was born under a wandrin' star.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
Wheels are made for rolling, mules are made to pack.
I've never seen a sight that didn't look better looking back.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry.
Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry.
Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to,
Which with any luck will never come true.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
Do I know where hell is? Hell is in hello.
Heaven is goodbye forever, its time for me to go.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
A wandrin', wandrin' star.
When I get to heaven, tie me to a tree,
For I'll begin to roam and soon you'll know where I will be.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
A wandrin' wandrin' star.
- Lee Marvin, "Born Under a Wandrin' Star"
48% Combativeness, 47% Sneakiness, 94% Intellect, 0% Spirituality
Brilliant! You are a Wizard!
Wizards are spells-casters who study powerful arcane magic. While Wizards tend to be pretty fragile, some of those spells can pack quite a punch. Unlike Clerics, Wizards aren't as good at fixing people as they are at breaking them, so watch where you toss that fireball!
Your most distinctive trait is your intelligence. You're probably well learned and logical, if perhaps a bit fragile.
Take The RPG Class Test at HelloQuizzy
I was born under a wandrin' star.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
Wheels are made for rolling, mules are made to pack.
I've never seen a sight that didn't look better looking back.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry.
Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry.
Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to,
Which with any luck will never come true.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
Do I know where hell is? Hell is in hello.
Heaven is goodbye forever, its time for me to go.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
A wandrin', wandrin' star.
When I get to heaven, tie me to a tree,
For I'll begin to roam and soon you'll know where I will be.
I was born under a wandrin' star.
A wandrin' wandrin' star.
- Lee Marvin, "Born Under a Wandrin' Star"