Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplay Board/@comment-25344655-20151115041425/@comment-26444332-20151120000346

With a flash of light an Ætherial phoenix forms, allowing Faenor to ride the mythic creature up to the mountain's summit. Once there he peers into the clouds, a bitterly cold wind out of the North beginning to blow as snowflakes start to fall and stormclouds gather.

"I'm going to need the Star... Glosur!" Faenor exclaims.