My old man usually identifies me with Feanor, but often he says "Feanor without the Silmarilli" because I suppose I have yet to do something impressive to the point of highly remarkable for the family standard. And for some reasons best known to him, he thinks that I have the pride, temper, and the swearing thing of Feanor. Ah well. I'm not complaining. Feanor is my favorite character. Add the fact that we both have raven hair.
