"Oh King to whom all birds are dear, speed now this feathered shaft, and recall some pity for the Noldor in their need." Fingon's prayer to Manwë as he prepared to shoot Maedhros
There's a lot of evil in this world. If you prefer to classify those evils, one simple word can be used to describe all of it: me
Location
The port of Mars, where Famine, Sword, and Fire, leash'd in like hounds, crouch for employment
Interests
The conquering (i.e.: pwnage) of Combatsylvania
Signature
"What mortal feels not awe/Nor trembles at our name,
Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime/Fixed by the eternal law.
For old our office, and our fame,"
About Me
