Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25356210-20151209204922/@comment-26444332-20160203000019

Faenor regards him for a brief moment, his own eyes like chips of ice, before responding.

"Indeed. And my eyes are as watchful, even if I do not have the powers you possess, having my own. My power lies in the elements and in far-sight."

Faenor lifts his hand, ice forming out of the air to crystallize into a carved goblet, sparkling water forming within.

"I also prefer water."