Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26184570-20151213040224/@comment-26184570-20151214042002

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: Faenor walks into the halls, flanked by Pelinel and eighteen other Galadhrim-robed wardens, male and female alike.

"Sorry we're late." he calls to Galad.

(I do in fact have nineteen side characters, collectively the Grey Wardens/Grey Sentinels, with their own lore that ties in with Faenor. Not even counting dear Seraph and Cyrus, who are still on their way.) "That is fine, I am just glad you could make it!" Galad says happily. With that, the feast begins. Incredible food that is of the highest quality in the world is served, and is both extremely classy and exotic. It goes with the beautifully decorated and comfortable room, and the many pleasent smells.