Recent content by Fëanáro Elrohir

The she-elf felt the arcane cold long before the door opened, a creeping chill that was as uncomfortable as it was unknown. It made her skin crawl and her bones shudder slightly. Fëanáro watched the arrival of the Witch with the subtlest tip of her head, hair falling from behind a pointed ear...

Mehtayar Templar Order Monastery, Fal’Addas Cool hewn stone and the dim flicker of candlelight had always been a comforting thing to Fëanáro, the halls of the Order safe and familiar, more so than anywhere else in the world, and yet they did little in that moment to still her agitation. The...

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"Perhaps it is because you have lost the true purpose of our Orders, Commander." She interjected, looking to Saul as she spoke, before shifting her attention to Calariel. It had been a very long time since she had seen the woman, even if their meeting prior had been brief, it was difficult to...

Elrohir finished her glass and placed it down on the compact counter that housed the decanter and two glasses, she rested there for a moment, leaning on her knuckles to give her feet a rest from the heavy armour she had yet to remove, something she would need the help of her Sisters for. It was...

The Knight-Sergeant had guessed as much, the woman's words only enforcing what she had thought. It was a good plan on their part, both disrupt morale and create internal conflict, it would make the encampment far easier to take. She was thankful Amelia solved the riddle before something terrible...

Never had Fëanáro been lectured by a human, let alone one who was barely a child in the grand scheme of things. She could see it on her features, young, naive, foolish. She felt the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stand on end, the tips of her pointed ears burning in contained anger. However...

Fëanáro would never admit to not quite understanding what Amelia was doing, or what the tools she brought with her were exactly. However perhaps there was hope yet, she may have been young and not the right doctor they had requested, but she seemed to have an ability for her practise, one the...

She watched in discomfort as Amelia saw to the Knight-Captain, understanding very little of what she was doing, but she had to have faith. After-all, this was the daughter of one of the best practitioners this side of Alliria. Fëanáro watched despite her unease, no stranger to wounds or blood...

Fëanáro was cut short by the rather sudden and somewhat invasive arrival of the human she did not recognise. Uncertain if it was sheer confidence or a lack of social ability, Elrohir looked rather dumbfounded at the situation, as did the Elf at her side who she had been conversing with. Both...

Fëanáro did not seem too impressed with what she had heard, raising a hand and motioning for Erynel to stand down, the sound of the blade being sheathed once more ringing around the entrance. Amelia looked far too young to be of any assistance, if she was pure-blood then perhaps her looks may...

Amelia's horse was taken almost immediately by a cloaked elf, his brooch giving away the affiliation to the Falwood Rangers to anyone who knew them well. The encampment was alive with life, Templar Knights in their ornate, dark grey full plate moving to and fro, rangers moving along the...

Falwood Border - 800 Leagues South-West of Alliria Word had been sent, now it was just a matter of waiting. Ironically despite her age and heritage Fëanáro Elrohir was actually not at all good at waiting for others, she liked action and she liked to take care of issues before they became...