Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26453572-20151220012350/@comment-26444332-20151222172113

Dark dwarves 2 wrote: "Probably......... have fun with that my guards would be happy to cut your head off." you can see the guards approach. Cyllessil flashes a sweet innocent smile that turns cold as she gestures, and a massive oak branch reaches down and scoops his guards up as they kick and flail and whine.

"I picked up a few things from my father. Speaking of which, he can hear every word you say through the winds. I daresay he isn't happy."

As she says this a bitterly cold wind passes out of the south-east, the direction of Lóriën.