Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25344655-20160110220435/@comment-26210095-20160111020030

He is searched, and there is no way he can have a weapon.

Aerandir sits on the throne of his forefathers, with the seabird crown on his head.

"I am sorry for the searching, in times of peace this would not be necessary, but because of recent developments you can understand my concern. What do you wish to speak of?"