Thread:High Prince Imrahil/@comment-26861992-20170516015932

You awake in a cave... it's late at night, most likely 1am. An elf in almost all black with the exception of a blood red star pinning his cape, sits near the fire eating a lembas wafer. He looks over to you, your hands bound with thick rope to a tree that grew into the cave and your feet to a wood beam. He finally speaks his ice cold eyes focusing on you "Finally awake, princeling?" you'd judge by the wind you're somewhere in Forodwaith perhaps a mile off the coast of the far North. 