Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26184570-20151202042359/@comment-26444332-20151203014731

"Not if any of us here have anything to say about it. You value your own wretched skin, do you not? Tell me what you know."

So saying, Faenor grasps the Orc by the head, a soft glow illuminating his palm as he delves into the wretched creature's thoughts, divining the intent of the Enemy's servants.