[Erenthril Mael'tharias]

He was slipping along the floor, and though he had begun to doubt anyone else was present just at the time being, he had a certain displeasure for falling on his ass and making a fool of himself. He remedied the problem quickly enough, perhaps defining the epitome of his ‘particular style’ that the Golden One had made mention of upon their last encounter. Quickly delving into the essence plane of Earth, Eren began to cast the spell construct upon the lower portions of both his boots, shaping and molding through the alteration of the essence a pair of tempered hardened skates. Attaching them was only the difference of stabilizing the spell and looping it around both soles of his boots.

Before long, the innovative Elementalist was skating his way from room to room, within a crystalline glass maze of ice as he sought to find the power source.

Let’s not forget to mention the two Elementals that came and greeted him. He smiled softly and offered a curt nod to both. “You’re free to call me Erenthril. Would it be too much to ask of you to guide me to the source of power here? I feel a short tour might be in order here if I’m to preside here until Heronythys returns…” he smiled apologetically, as if he was taking time out of their respective brightening – but then, they had offered, and the quicker he had a chance to more closely examine the cause of this icebox the better.

To Undo what cannot be Undone…well there was never a better oxymoron to exist.