Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplay Board/@comment-25356210-20151104005706/@comment-26444332-20151104053643

Faenor slams the palm of his hand onto the table, clearly angered by the simmering hatred in the air.

"There is too much hate and resentment here. Long ago, before either of our kindred walked Arda, it was decreed that there would be strife and envy between our two peoples, the First Children of Eru and the Children of Aulë. There is nothing to be gained by fighting! The war is over and Gorthaur the Cruel has been thrown down. What need have we of weapons?"