Hello. Just to let you know, this IS based on Middle Earth, but the only characters from LOTR that will be in here are the Elves of Lothlórien.

Profile Requirements

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Character Name:
Race: (Preferrably human, dwarf, or some type of elf)
Age:
Gender:
Physical Appearance: (Pictures are also acceptable)
Weapons: (If any)
Element: (If any)
Abilities: (If any)
Personality:
Home: (Somewhere on Middle Earth close enough that all other roleplayers can interact with your character)
History: (NO UNKNOWNS. It could even be a short one, if you want to get away from it that badly)

(If I have forgotten anything, please feel free to put extra)

Character Profiles

Character Name: Morwen Elensar
Race: Light Elf
Age: Approximately one hundred and twenty.
Gender: Female
Physical Appearance: http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d130/ ... 2a1629.jpg
Morwen is thin, and stands approximately 5'9" with long legs, fair skin and fair bust. She weighs approximately 145 pounds, although she doesn't look it. She wears a simple robe, which is somewhat like a tank top. Golden clips rest on the shoulder straps of the robe. Her robe is a deep greenish gray. Morwen also wears a jeweled band around her right bicep, consisting of many different types of jewels: Diamond, sapphire, emerald, amethyst and amber.
Weapons: Luciendar - Sword of Light. Overall, it is 43 and a half inches long. The stainless blade is 29 and three quarter inches adorned with cast metal ornament. Cast metal handle with blacksilver plated finish. Also uses a sword called Morthoseth - Sword of the Shadows. The blade is 29 and three quarter inches, adorned with cast metal ornament. It has a cast metal handle with back silver-plated finish. Morwen also uses her magic.
Element: Light
Abilities: Can use light magic at will, but can also use unmagic, shield magic and healing magic.
Personality: Mysterious, cheerful, quiet, optimistic, determined and sometimes arrogant and haughty.
Home: Lothlórien.
History: Morwen was born in Lothlórien one hundred and twenty years ago, and lived with her mother. She was trained in the way of the sword, and was taught how to use her light magic. To this day, she still lives and trains in Lothlórien.

Name : Rhavaniel Falathiel
Age: N/A
Hair: midnight black
Eyes: emerald, speckeled with deep gold (most prominent thing about her)

Lineage:
Mother: Melda the Fair
Father: (blood) Lodaelin , (adopted) Andor the Bold, the Chief Advisor of King Thranduril

Siblings:Twin brother Sadron the White (albino)

Married: [old trick here^^] A certain royal child of Mirkwood... (tip... beginns with L ends in S .. )

Children: none

Family: Turwaithiel [cousin]

Weapons : A beautiful black bow with an intercate silver pattern of vines on it. The arrows are long and have black swann feathers. The quiver is also black with the silver silver outlines of
a dragon on.
Two twin knives, silver.

Occupation: Marchwarden and Head Archer
Pic: http://img419.imageshack.us/img419/7034/cat6dn.jpg

History: The aranged marriage of her mother Melda, to the Ambasodor Andor (lit. Steaward), let to her own disgrace. She started an affair with a mysterious person (neither elf nor man, but a creature of blood) named Lodaelin, with whom she had two twins name Rhavaniel and Sadron.
Her father, driven mad with anger attacked Lodaelin, who, after a threat killed his wife.
The two children got the blame for their mother death, and were abused by their father. Sadron ran away into the wild, ashamed by his liniage, whereas his sister stayed for love and pity for her father. For a time the abuse grew worse, but with her marriage, and her newly appointed job as Head Archer and Marchwarden she manages to elude him

Character Name: Meleth Elenwen
Race: Sindar elf
Age: it generally depends on the RP, right now about 1500
Gender: female
Physical Appearance: Long straight silver hair, and black eyes. Not overly pretty for an elf but extremely hard to forget. Tall and slender.
Weapons: A longbow and arrows, as well as twin knives
Element: none
Abilities: excellent tracker and can move soundlessly. She's extremely skilled with her weapons.
Personality: Stubborn and often withdrawn and secretive. Can be sarcastic and a little unpleasant but is a rather nice person once you get to know her.
Home: None. She lives in Mirkwood while she was young but wanders now.
History: When she was approximitely 14 in human years, Meleth's family were slain by marauding orcs, including her four younger siblings. She still has not forgotten and cannot settle down anywhere. She also has a lot of difficulty making friends because she's afraid they will die too.
Name-Turwaithiel Lhûgdagnir
Translation- Victorious among the Elves, Warrior
Race: Woodlen Elf
Birth Year-SA 1492
Hair-Dark brown
Eyes-Silver
Face-resembles her father...an stern yet cheerful face
Lineage- Mother- Ithilwen (deceased)
Father- Tegalad
Siblings-Veryangóle
Cousin-Rhavaniel
Married?-No
Children?-No
Weapons- Rivendell Bow with Mirkwood Arrows, Lothlorien Wrist Dagger, Archer's Bane Sword, An necklace that shine when darkness reigns
Animals: An White Mare named Tathar
Basic clothing: She almost always wears an battle-like clothes; an pair of light brown breeches, an white undershirt with an light dragonscale silver vest on top.
History- Turwaithiel was born and raised in the Mirkwood Forest. Her mother died giving birth to her and her brother, Veryangóle, whom are the same age. Her father then left them in the care of an old Dunedain Ranger as he left and went to the Valnior. Turwaithiel has been raised as an Knight Archer of the Forest and Protecter of the Leaf. She is repected highly for becoming whom she is now. Her brother is in Rohan now helping the king.

May I join? I'll PM you my charrie^^

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

And me as well?

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pick me! pick me! can i join?

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Rhavaniel Flalathiel sat in the shadows, yet her pale skin shon as if the sun were glaring down with all its fiery power.
She, she hated the sun, it weakend her. Her vision, and her might and abilities were greatest in the darkness. A being of the night? A being of the Shaddow? A being with a mother who, as she, found it hard to obey the laws in place, settled on by High Elves that enforced her mariage.
Emerging into a patch of light, the half-elf watched the girl with emerald orbs that glittered like jeweles, and unnerved many a handsome male who doth dare approach her in that manner.
She was married now; Now, she swam against the tide. 'Love-marriages' were rare, even in this age.

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"Don't go staring like that, Rhav," came a voice from behind her, a lazy voice like tinkling bells. "You know it unnerves people." A female elf hauled herself to her feet from where she'd been lying unseen in the tall grass, dry leaves clinging haphazardly to her long silver tresses. She yawned with a supreme air of contentment. She was not so lovely as the other, but something in the curve of her lips and the hint of things hidden behind her black eyes were alluring and she had a very hard face to forget. She was very slender, almost unhealthily so, and her green-and-brown forest garb did nothing to conceal it.

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Rhavaniel turned on her, her emerald eyes flashing.
"I wasn't staring. Watching I think is the common term for it."
She sat down swifter than any elf, and surveyed her friend; her marble white complexion bearing the aura of an angel... Or some Maian elf.
Her lithe legs folded beside, and she adjusted the strap bearing her weapons ino a more compfatable posistion.

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The elf shrugged. "Watching, staring, it all comes to roughly the same thing - and it unnerves people. Never a good thing to do to someone with a sword." She leaned against a tree and looked down at Rhavaniel, arms folded.

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"I've never met anyone who can outmatch me when it comes to battle. And to add to that, you know very well that wounds like that stay only briefly with me..."
Shaking her dark head, she smiled softly.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Is it too late to join? *pming profile now...)

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

((joins, keeps profile so self))

A hooded rider rode in quickly to Lothlorien on a black horse. The rider dismounted before the great animal stooped, sweating and out of breathe. The rider ran to a stair way were he/she was stopped by another elf. Hastily he/she wispered to the elf, show dashed up the stairs. The rider ran back to tend to his/her mare. Quickly untacking her, and rubbing her down. The hooded rider sat down on a fallen log, and pulled down her hood revealing small lips, a pale complection, red hair, blue-grean eyes, with shimers of gold, red hair in a braid, and a scar on her cheak that went from the corner of her eye to the corner of her mouth...

((those that know my cherries... can you guess if this is Eruraina or Riona?))

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

(Eruraina!!! *hopes she rights*)

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

I was wondering if you could give me a bit more background on what we were trying to accomplish. I love Laurelindorenan as much as the next guy; but I don't want to write something off the cuff, since it's your post and therefore probably have a plan for it. If I can get on (it's tough when you've got parents who only approve of the computer as an academic tool), i'll pm you a character to work with. Thankee!

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

if my parents ever knew i was on here, i'd never be able to use the computer again. and i'd like to join too if it isnt way too late.

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