Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25344655-20151122010838/@comment-26444332-20151124151919

And with a sound of rushing wind, both of them are ripped apart by elemental forces beyond their control.

"Enough fighting." says Faenor.

(I nearly put in Seraph there in all his Transcendent Angel Physiology's glory. Darn it Edacnik, you're making me slip back into the habit!)