Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25356210-20151209204922/@comment-25901581-20160202235016

"I understand. My quarrel is not with your people. But I already knew you had this... condition."

Calok points to his red eyes.

"I am watchful and wary. Nothing can escape these eyes."

A demon comes over and hands Calok a container of what looks like water. You can clearly see a 'hazardous' symbol on the container.

"Ah, water. Most demons cannot stand the stuff. but I prefer it. Water is calm and refreshing, and lava just ruins the flavour.

You have our aid, Faenor."