Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25356210-20151209204922/@comment-26444332-20151224024013

Faenor begins to pass through the desert, a sandstorm heralding him as he makes his way towards the secret Sand Elven cities. He has lived long enough to remember their locations, when his desert kin were more open and trusting.

(Faenor has nigh unlimited magical power that's been building up since the dawn of time in this RP, but since he's most likely not going to fight it's not going to be an issue.)