Bariyan rolled his shoulders and followed her gaze, nodding.

"A fighting paladin," he said. "For all my life. Slid out of my mother's womb and immediately tried to start a holy fistfight with my brother. Lucky for this world, too -- seems they need all the warriors they can get."

Bariyan froze with his sight set on a discarded gauntlet and rubbed his chin.

"Unfortunately, without my magic, I'm just a meatsack with an axe," he said, with a grimace.