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Tellias throws his acumen into the ring "I bring a few skills and benefits to this group. Obviously I am a skilled martial combatant, not wanting to brag, but, one on one, I doubt I could be bested by any man or woman of the realm, even if I am a little out of, shall we call it, 'in arena sharpness'. I train daily with the gladiators in my stable and I'm in the peak of my physical condition, probably more so than when I won my title. I am of course best known as the Grand Champion of Hellas, which often provides advantages in larger settlements, as my position and celebrity is well received. People tend to offer all manner of services and advantages towards myself and my travelling companions. Being the master of a well regarded gladiatorial stable, I continue to have influence in those circles and have many contacts in localities that contain an arena, such as Delphi." Tellias's chest puffs out with pride as he remembers his past glory of the arena and of the stable he now runs.
"However, do not think the limits of my ability lie with hoplon & doyu alone. Although these items are indeed magical in nature and were gifted to me personally by Ares himself!" With this he holds both items to the skies and clangs them together in salute to his patron.
"I am also capable in areas of leadership, politics, persuasion and diplomacy, but not necessarily confined to the field of combat. I am not considered as one of the closest consorts of the kings of Sparta, because they fear my arm, no, they keep me close because they respect my opinion and mind, as might you all come to on our journey" At this point he gives a somewhat scathing glance in Brathark's direction before continuing on. "Similarly, do not mistake my eagerness to rush into combat in the last battle as hot-headed or rash & reckless, I judged the situation carefully in my mind on approach and saw that the need to spread disarray and doubt in the enemies mind was a greater tool than an ordered march across the field. I have commanded others in the arena in many combats and have always come out on top."
"Now many people would consider a good fighter or soldier to be someone who kills their foes with great skill, strength and aggression. Charging forward to slay all in front of him! This is not my way nor is it the Spartan way. Counter-attack and defense are my key focus. You will find it hard to take me down, especially in a war of attrition. My skills and fighting styles are geared to outlasting my opponent and striking at the right time, when they think I am almost down and out is when I strike, and when I am at my most dangerous, just like a wounded bear or lion." He looks across at Arcad and smiles at the beautiful and impressive bear.
"Although I pride myself on my physical abilities and stature, and have proven my intellectual acumen, I am also adept in the ways of the artisan crafts. I can fix leather work, metal work and read maps with consummate ease. I am also able to read and write and can make myself blend into a crowd as much as stand out in it. Sometimes celebrity can be a curse as much as a blessing and I know when and where to exploit both." He pulls out a piece of leather that has an intricate design on it and hands it to the group to look at. It is indeed of an intricate and complicated design that is not only beautiful but also conveys a strength in depth.
"Finally, as you might expect, I can turn my hand to any weapon and use it as though it were my chosen tool of war. I have trained in weapons that you probably are not aware even exist, so I am never unarmed, even when it might look that I am." At this he smiles and gives the traditional Spartan salute. Edited: Glarion on 4 Hours Ago