((Pertinent details: Pointy-eared Elf-Lord, older than dirt. I'm playing it as though the two Glorfindels in Tolkienverse are one and the same, as the author himself said was the case. Upon being resurrected, Glorfindel was granted Mary Sue powers on par with the Maiar (aka Gandalf and Saruman and the other Istari). In other words, mad powah. For the sake of clarity I reckon this puts him below beings such as Mr. Wednesday and Amaterasu (and possibly Smaug and Ancalagon, in a physical fight), above the various angels/demons/kitsune/shinigami, and probably on par with, well, whoever falls between those groups.
Supernatural types may see him closer to his true form, "shining with an inner light... as if through a thin veil" and such; not blinding (unless you desire comedic effect), since only other Elves would see his true form, it just marks him as having "great presence in both the Seen and Unseen worlds".
To conclude this teal deer: Apped with permission. I'm also ESL, so apologies for any bizarre grammar that may slip through.))Glorfindel was tall and straight; his hair was of shining gold, his face fair
and young and fearless and full of joy; his eyes were bright and keen, and his
voice like music; on his brow sat wisdom, and in his hand was strength.Thus had the Elf-Lord once been described, and even now did it hold true. The Elder Children of Ilúvatar were not bound to the mortal plane as Men were, nor did the passage of time leave its mark upon them, save in learning and memory alone. What could accurately be called an otherworldly appearance was perhaps less so at Hogwarts, where the extraordinary had become nearly commonplace.
Beside Glorfindel stood his friend and companion through many journeys, the white Elf horse Asfaloth, his headstall and reins (there was no bit) studded with gems and adorned with small bells that produced a light tinkling whenever the horse turned his head, as he did presently to watch Glorfindel approaching the table bearing quill and parchment. The hood of the Elf's heavy riding cloak was already thrown back, and he bent closer to read what was written.
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