Curufin smiled. "I haven't, either. You're unique."

He thought for a minute, too. "I'm of the Elven race, so I do have some talents. Some are magical and some are just well-honed skills, but with Elves, the two are often combined. I'm a forge master and a metalsmith. I can make just about any metal implement you could name. I'm also a gem-cutter, and so I sometimes make jewelry. I'm also a carpenter and an architect, and a stone mason as well. And besides those skills, I taught myself modern electrical and mechanical engineering while I was living in worlds other than my own. I'm a warrior; I've been one my whole life. Mostly sword, bow, and spear, but I can handle modern firearms as well. I also have a few arcane skills that are more difficult to describe. I can speak mind-to-mind, and I have prophetic dreams or visions at times. I also can generate a specific vision in my imagination and then broadcast it to other minds; I can make it so real that the receivers thinks it is real."

"What are your skills, Tangle?" he added, curiously.