okay, shall we get started?

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I do think we should xD

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

((Okay, then lets...))

Darkness was all that surrounded the evil in Mordor. They had no eyes, and their noses where what could give you away. Hodded and cloaked, the servents of Sauron slipped out of their dark halls, on black horses. The ring was what they sensed, and they would not stop until they found it.
As the nine past, death seemed to pass along with them. Like death itself, they rode into the forests of the world, waiting, and searching for the beloved ring of their master.

Turwaithiel stood beside Thranduil, the air seeming to become dense as niht fell through. Thranduil turned toward Turwaithiel, saying, "In two days time, make your way to Rivendell. Elrond has called an meeting, and your present has been requested." Turwaithiel nodded, her long blue cloak shielding her from the cold. Thranduil patted her shoudler before leaving her to her thoughts.

Pippin sat in the Green Dragon Inn, awaiting Ilythiiri to arrive, his cousin removed a couple times. He sipped an mug of ale as he sat by the fire. Biblo, Ilythiiris Uncle, has his 111th birthday tomorrow and rumors said that the old wizard would arrive, yet Pip seemed to be the only one to have believed it, beside Ilythiiri, of course.

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

((If I'm the ringbearer, how should I come in? Seeing as it's not Frodo...))

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sorry i meant your charactor...i fixed it so you can just come in...your pip's friend, right? (and if you need me to edit the biblo's your unlce and your related to pip thing I can...)

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Sam leaned against the wall, admiring his work. He'd been gardening all day and he had finally finished. The sun was setting, so he slid down until he was sitting and watched. It was another lazy summer day, just like every other in the Shire. Calm and quiet. That was the way it would always be. Once the sun had disappeared from view he closed his eyes.

He thought back to his childhood, listening to Bilbo's stories, chasing after Gandalf's cart begging for fireworks, running around the Shire with Ilithyiiri, Elenanna, and Pippin. And another boy, about Pippin's age. He was gone now. He'd left the Shire many years back. Who knew where he was now...he'd probably been attacked by orcs or something worse. It was a grim thing to consider...but it was probably the truth. Sam supposed he was happier, as he'd always believed he didn't truly belong to the Shire...but Sam just felt awful for his sister. His sister whom Sam had had his eye on for quite a few years: Rosie Cotton. It killed her to see her brother go..he'd never even said goodbye. So no one talked about little Cole Cotton anymore. It was lik he had never existed...

Sam yawned and streched out, beginning to fall asleep.

((This counts as my intro to both charries. I had forgotten to write in Cole's bio that he is Rosie's bro...sorry guys.))

Sam

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((thanks ))

A slight, slender girl slipped into the bustling inn. She spotted Pippin and grinned, and as she walked over to the table, it seemed as though she was one of the hobbits that crowded the dimly lit room. She was not tall, though not as short as them, and though she was human and of the Haradrim, as one could tell by her dark skin, she was completely at home in the Shire and with her adopted uncle Bilbo. Sitting down, she smiled at Pippin. "I trust you've had your fair share of ale yet, have you not?" she half-laughed the question, violet eyes dancing playfully.

((Hehe, this is taking a bit of alteration lol)

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((has no idea how to meet up with Pippin and Ilithyiiri I was typing while you posted ))

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Ryninial sat in the last homely house, amoung the many scrolls and papers around her. She was currently looking through histories of the first age, trying to find some sort of answer to the questions that had recently came up. She had to get ready in time for the council her Lord had announced.
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Gandalf rode quickly towards Minas Tirith, he had many questions... questions that need answering and quickly. He did not have time to dally with the civilians as he passed through their halls in search of said answer.s

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

The Nazgul all covered in black moved swiftly across the ground. In Mordor, a prisoner was taken and beaten, untill he revealed the place of the rings hidding. Cruel scars now lingered and would forever on the skin of the prisoner.

Gimli stood in a dark hall of stone. There was ale flowing down his beard. He was in the company of many Dwarves who were all drinking, and partying, about what? They no longer could say due to the fact that many had already past out drunk.

Arien, an elf of Rivendell stood upon a gentle stair that looked to a wide path leading into the Forest. Her hair swiftly moved in the wind, and her cloak rapped around her keeping her warm. Leaves slowly were falling from the trees, as she watched them. Quietly she stepped out from her stair, and gazed at the leaf that last fell. She picked it up from the ground and went back inside. Once there, she imediatly started to turn the dieing leaf into an ever-living brooch.

(awesome job guys!)

Turwaithiel stood in the courtyard still, taking care of her mare, Tathar. It would be an long journey yet. Turwaithiel patted her mane as she looked out over the skies. The days hadn't grown dark yet, but it was close.

Pippin grinned then burped quietly. Pippin chuclked and asked,"You haven't had any yet, I reckon. You like one? I'll buy an mug for ya." Pip offered. Then he had another thought. "Where's that old Sam Gamgee? Probably gardening again. He's the best gardener in the land, mark my words, except for Old Gaffer. Poor hobbit, though, he never does anything else. Never get an adventure anymore."

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[eek...okay..my other character is my last character on my character bio section, but just modify it so she's a hobbit instead of a Dunedain...kk?]

Elenanna looked at the other guards as they looked from the treetops. Her leigon of Galadrhimm had been ordered to watch the borders last week, and they were waiting for the next round of guards to take over. Elenanna stared forward, not speaking as some of the guards were doing. She allowed them to speak as long as they were focused on their watch, and not on each other.

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Shire

Kevylnna looked around from where she was sitting, and spotted Pippin and Ilithyiiri and went to them. "Hello, Pip, Ilithyiiri!" she said, grinning.

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Ilythiiri grinned. "Come on, Pip. I couldn't have survived here if I didn't like ale." She considered his question a moment. "Aye, well, at least he does what he enjoys. I think you are a tad deceived about the merits of adventure. I think I'd be happy to stay here forever." She looked up at Kevylnna with a lopsided smile. "Hello to you too - how about two ales, Pip?"

Rienna stood on the edge of the sixth tier of Minas Tirith, letting the wind blow her red hair around her face. She took a deep breath. Lately the wind had seemed to be changing - it bore strange scents, like the smell of burning, and Rienna had a sneaking suspicion that the realm of Mordor, which she could see from her perch, was to blame.

Meleth stood on the edge of the Old Forest, hidden from the hobbits she watched but watching them nonetheless. She had been all the more watchful, as had her companions of the Dunedain, since rumors of the Ringwraiths of old had reached the borders of the Shire.

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Pip sighed, but then laughed. "Three ales it is then!" He winked before pulling up another chair and going to the counter to get some more ale.

(yeah, no prob!)

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Ilythiiri watched him go, half laughing. "So," she said, bright-eyed, as Kevylnna sat down. "How's life?"

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