Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180629182915/@comment-25828117-20180727080824

"Falanor?" The wood elf's eyes shot up.

"I don't like that name...."

The flute dangling from his neck still had the glow of magic about it. in the little groves of the blue instrument, geometrical adornishments lit up a teel hue. It was however, slowly fading.