Footsteps padded quietly towards Gelebor, and a candelight spell lit up the dark surroundings. "Are you okay?" the dark-haired girl asked gently. "There were trolls here earlier."
The Snow Elf turned to face the newcomer, acknowledging her presence with a gentle smile as the Candlelight spell illuminated his already pale features a dazzling white. He almost looked spectral under the radiating glow of the dancing light sphere, his eyes glinting ethereal shades of sky blue. It was rare for him to entertain a guest at the Wayshrines at all, least of all one that actually asked him how he was faring before waxing lyrical about their respective quests for Auri-El's bow."Greetings to you, traveller." Gelebor acquiescently replied, the merest hints of melody interlaced with his elegant speech giving him a distinct lilt on his words. "You need not hold concern for my well-being, as graciously received as your sentiments are. I have guarded this Wayshrine for many a millennia before your arrival, and should Auri-El continue to permit me to do so, I shall stand guard many millennia more."
