[center][h2][color=darkred]James Blackwall[/color][/h2][/center]

James raised an eyebrow at the sudden exposition of people's skills but decided nonetheless to contribute.

[color=darkred]"If you haven't met me before, my name is James Blackwall. As for my skills, I am a ex-Templar specialising in anti-magic combat. Two swords at close range, bow and arrow at long. I'm also the only person in the Citadel, barring that asshole Markovic, with magically enchanted weapons. My main sword destroys magic along its blade, and my gauntlet can emulate a strong lightning spell." [/color]

To emphasise his point, he drew the sword on his left hip out 4 inches to expose the thin cloak of black and teal flames and activated the mechanism on his left gauntlet, allowing a bolt of lightning to dance down his arm and into his palm before it dissipated. He narrowed his eyes at Gun'tar for a second as he spoke again.

[color=darkred]"Think what you will but, to me, the magi in this little group are people too. And now we're all stuck together, so It's in our best interests to not get each other, and in turn ourselves, killed. Speaking of which, Aelar? I need an idea of your skill with a blade."[/color]

As he addressed the half-elf, he unclipped the sheathed longsword on his right and tossed it to him. He winced at the agitated puncture wound again, but still walked away from the group by a good 5 meters or so and drew his main sword with his right hand, appearing to be holding it in a casual stance as he waited for the half-elf to do the same.

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