Elfwine, son of Eomer, prince of the Golden Hall. Real original, I know. What can I say? My muse was on a coffee break.
I perhaps would have chosen Mordolien, the name I got from the generator here at the Barrow-Downs, but I didn't feel too Elvish at the time.
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"Reality has exiled me. I am no longer bound by its laws."
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