Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplay Board/@comment-25344655-20151115041425/@comment-26444332-20151117192640

Faenor steps forward, out of the non-shadows illuminated by him. His presence comforts everyone in the room, for the Light of Valinor is fresh within him. However, they are also all shocked to see him, for he is supposed to be, as they thought, dead.

"Glosur speaks truthfully. Even now the weredragon Edacnik flies north, swifter than the west-wind that brought me out of Aman. We must act."