"From a grimy crime-ridden port city named Ketterdam, the best place. It's not on what other people call Earth." Eliot strikes him as an Earth person. He's got this modern flare to him that wouldn't suit a legitimately old school type of place that Jesper's from. He's not full out medieval but Cadens' technology is on par with what he knows, so he settled in easily.

"I'm quite the fighter, yes. Fine, I'll show off a little." As if someone needs to convince him! Jesper loves showing off. He moves his long black coat back and then the metal armor that's on him changes. It looks like multiple blades on top of each other ... because that's exactly what it is. Jesper moves his hands and the blades come apart, sliding separately into the air into multiple knives, hovering in the air with what is clearly advanced telekinesis.

The metamorphosis of armor into many knives is part of his skillset, and probably the more impressive part, for people who pay close attention. He pulls a few of the knives to his hand and puts them together, the steel closing in under his supernatural fingers and he turns the end into a steel hilt, before offering it hilt-first to Eliot.

"A sword, milord." He slides the knives back from the air to settle onto his chest, armor again, and then does an elaborate bow.