Tornadoes and a gentle breeze are available to you for entertainment and comfort.

An innate understanding of magic allows you to properly deflect it.

Obstacles and adversity are nothing but more chances to hone your body.

It takes more to strike you down than foes expect and you always bounce back faster than others, ready for another round.

Tilting the odds in your favor has never been your bag, too subtle. But forcing your opponents to contend against the odds twice? That’s a lot more fun.

Craftsmen simply help materials reveal their desired shape with skill and speed.

It’s a good medic that can bring comfort and relief to a patient, it’s a great one that can heal the whole body rather than a symptom at a time.

Material rot is a reality most attempt to escape. It’s with pleasure you remind them that the immaterial is just as susceptible.

Despair hangs about you, a lingering miasma. Enemies shrink away, losing their confidence and forgetting their training.

Be it a low rumble or great shattering, the earth shows its favor for you by forcing the enemy to stumble across its shifting surface.

Nature walks have always been a pleasant stroll, the complaints of others a source of great amusement.

Fire’s gifts are treacherous but powerful. At the edges it whispers always for the same thing, burn the world by your direction.

You and gravity have a very sturdy relationship.

There are people others want at their back, but you’re someone they need.

You never admit defeat, standing time and again after all others have fallen.

Hope isn’t a passive feeling to you, it’s an action taken. Hardship, fear, struggle, pain, all of these things can, and will, be overcome.

The friends you bring to reality may not be as “real” as those of flesh and blood, but that doesn’t stop them from being useful.

When you speak, others listen, inspiring your allies and bringing them back to task without difficulty.

When people ask how you made the “impossible” shot, you struggle for words. You saw it, you wanted to hit it, you hit it. What else is there?

They say multitasking makes you worse at everything. Clearly they’ve never met you. Looking for a forgery, watching for that irritating fly, and noting where the guard is all at once is all in a day’s work.

Whether by weight training or packing efficiently, the burdens you carry won’t be the thing to slow you down. Where others fall short, you go the extra mile.

Cleaving creatures to you at a rate few others can achieve, rarely are you ever truly alone.

Connecting to the dead in a way few others can, or want to for that matter, can be invaluable. Bringing justice to the murdered, giving closure to the grieving, or pilfering information, the dead’s last few moments are fair game.

It’s less about control and more about keeping things fair, at least, that’s what you tell yourself. Everyone gets one chance, and if they blow it? They blow it. No redos.

Pushing the shadows back comes naturally, as does nurturing the light. However, being a candle in the dark for others means being a barrier to some.

A lookout when young for the local gang, a shepherd of the herd as it grazed, or a skilled guardsman, you developed the ability to keep a keen eye.

Others might be baffled by efforts to hide or conceal, but with a glance from you the subterfuge is peeled away.

Shadows cling to you, the darkness a guardian against pain.

It’s not just about being aware of the space around you, but how to manipulate the creatures within it. Given enough power you can put anyone, anywhere, anytime.

It’s not only about how materially practiced you are in a given ability, but how aligned you are with your own energies. The better the internal awareness, the greater the external affect.

Your insights on the battlefield are a boon to you and yours.

Others pray for second chances, you make them actually happen.

There’s always a use for the bits and bobs you collect in your various pockets and packs, all you have to do is find it.

Most abilities require a word or wave of the hand, but you know how to flex your will just enough to nudge energies in your direction. If it leaves others bamboozled? All the better.

The immaterial energies of manifestations struggle to find purchase on you, sometimes sliding away entirely.

Water knows its own, having passed on its unique senses. In any body of water you’re always more in tune to disturbances, tracking your quarry even in the densest fog or widest river.