Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-27168578-20160107111905/@comment-26444332-20160127145909

Faenor slips off the horse's back to ride it sidways for a few second, reaching out and tapping the heel of his hand into the ground. With a rumble and a sound like rocks screeching past each other, an earthquake rips through the enemy forces, killing some and knocking over most.

"Quickly! Back to the city!"

Faenor, Firstborn of Cuiviénen  (Send for an Elven-warden!)