Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26184570-20151202042359/@comment-26237442-20151202203217

Draugluin upon asuuring that no one so says so much of a whif of an elebreth pulls a wooden flute out of his pack (the eternal shapeshifter question where do the cloths go? is answered by Draugluin's pet pocket reality within the garden (it doesn't do anything but store stuff whilst he's a wolf))