Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-5824038-20160305170418

(Ahh yes, LOTR is an amazing trilogy, and I also liked the section with Tom Bombadil.)

As Glorfindel cleared a section of ground and began to stack the wood, he replied to Abello's question.

'I myself have been undead for a very long time. I was alive back when this curse was not even around, so I suppose that would make me one of the oldest undead still around.' He did not seem impressed by this fact, judging by his tone of voice. For the first time the Brass Knight did not sound pompous or arrogant, he sounded tired and weary. 'And the years have passed slowly and with many a death.'

He leaned forwards, having stacked the wood, and held out his hand. His eyes closed and he hummed softly. He reached out with his fingers, and they sparked with life for an instant before a tiny flame burst out. It licked at the dry wood for about a minute before it finally caught alight, and the flame in Glorfindel's hand faded.

'Wasn't sure if I could still do that,' he murmured under his breath.