Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26453572-20160222224745/@comment-25975584-20160226141849

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: A hint of a smile appears as Faenor hears the words of Dolenus.

"I have known where you were since you first stepped into this wood." he replies, only to snap his head up with alarm and look back the way the Fellowship came. With a whispered word in Sindarin, a grey rope snakes down to the forest floor from beside Faenor.

"Quickly, into the trees. Yrch approach, and too many for us few to take unaided." "Into, (hic) trees? Why (hic) go into trees?"