[i]Tell you about myself? Getting to know each other is fine and dandy, but we're in the middle of enemy territory! Or does he think these scars came from falling out of trees as a kid?[/i] It was all he could do to suppress his sigh, and he'd almost failed at that. "Well, as you can see, I'm a swordsman. Been taught the way of the blade since I was three. Held my first real blade in sparring at ten, and I'd already been hunting a few times by then. I could shoot accurately to maybe fifty feet, though I haven't practiced in quite a while, so I doubt I've much talent with a bow any more."

Done jerking Emlyn around, he smiled and continued. "As for Auriel the person...I'm not sure how I'd describe myself. When I fight, I try to focus on nothing but my surroundings. My body becomes like water, quick and mobile, but striking with brutal force. Efficient, with little effort wasted. As much as I focus on winning the fight, my main priority is to survive for another day. A man's pride can be cut down a thousand times, but his body only once. I don't leave things half-done if I can help it. That bothers me. If I can, I'll avoid a fight, be it one of words or steel. I prefer my bridges to stay strong, rather than to burn them. And if I can convince someone to stay their hand, often enough I can convince them to help me. I'm a man of my word, and I keep honor close to me, but at the same time my vengeance burns like a star in the sky."

Articulating his words with a thump to his chest, Auriel finished and inclined his head to Emlyn. "What about you?"