A pair of heavily armored arms wrapped around Claire and helped her to her feet. She glanced at their owner. "Thank you kindly, but I'm quite capable of helping myself."

"I'm Claire." The young woman gave Jean Ruel a nod. "It does seem that we have quite a motley collection of souls on our hands. I think we should all explain what we plan to contribute to the group. I myself have learned several spells, and have a small pool of spiritual references I can call up. If ye need information, I'm your lass, but you'd be best served leaving the fighting to someone else."

A small book floated over to Claire's hand as she beckoned, and the witch caught it with a wink and a smile. "That said, I can certainly hold my own if things get ugly, so I like to think I'm well-rounded. How about the rest of you?"