Yes, I think monsters and mana had a class like that. Here I'm called a druid.

[He smiles fondly at the memory. It's getting easier and easier to fit the memories together into one singular whole. He feels there's a degree of separation but the man those memories belong to isn't evil. He was just a pawn without knowing that's what he was.

He flexes his fingers and undoes a few of the ties to the gear around his right arm. He exposed pale skin.] ...whatever Astoria did it isn't a skin-deep camouflage. Feels odd having a normal hand again.