Ictus/Stereotypes

Nobles: Yeah, I'm one of them. Most are stuffy, but I usually play nice so as not to risk getting in too much trouble

Shadows: Damn things are Creator thrice cursed and the bane of our existence, they'll get what's coming to them.

Soldiers/Commoners: To be commended and praised for their hard work, I'll always share a toast with them despite what my family may say. They are no commodity or necessity they are friends and family.

Thieves: Despicable, no matter the reason. I can sympathize with those who steal to survive... But there must be another way, right?