A handsome man dressed in a black robe walked out onto the Warder training grounds of Tar Valon. His face was somber and he held one katana, one Roman style blade, and a silver spear. From his robes gray and tattered wings fell to his sides. Half the time his face appeared angelic, the other half, demonic.
The fallen angel Calance looked around. "Is anyone up for a duel?"
*After being pushed to the ground i take up my sword and throw it straight into the air roll to the side and catch it by the hilt and stand up and smash the blunt side of the sword into Fireballs ribs*
Sorry bout that, didnt see you there.
*He chuckles and pulls the sword back slinging it over his shoulder again*
"Err," Calance muttered. With a sigh he opened himself up to the One power and Saidin. He threw fireballs at his opponent before opening up to the True power to launch balefire at Fireholder. "I hope you know what balefire is."
Calance stumbled a bit before regaining balance. "You want to fight with swords then, okay." With that he drew his elegant katana and and with a weave of the one power covered it in fire. He jumped up and slashed at Fireholder, a TP weave of lightning and fire behind him.
"I am not immune to everything, only about those two. I am somewhat holy so that rules out poisen, and I am the being known as Fireball who creates fireballs," woth that Calance sighed and slashed at FH.