[ Maglor recoils instinctively when the form shifts - the only ones he has ever known to be able to do such are the Ainur. This being has none of the compressed power Maglor associates with them, but there is something about him abyway. Curiosity manages to spark beneath the wariness and pain ]

It might be said stranger, that there is no way of trusting anyone until there is at least some minimal knowledge of each other. Who are you, stranger, who wears many faces?