At the end of the Third age, during the destruction of the ring, and the beginning of a new age, a dragon was born at the heart of Mount Doom. Many probably wondered, when the ring was destroyed, was the power it held destroyed too? People think it was, and thats what people say destroyed Saron. But as one dark lord dies, another rises in it's place. Grendmural is a fierce dragon, worse than Smuag and Saron together. He raised an army of creatured that were bred from goblins and Uruks. The two races combined made more powerful soldiers than orcs. Grendmural also turned to Shelob, and stole a dozen or more spider eggs to help in his reign. While other trouble stirrs in Dul Goldor(like in the other Forth Age rpgs) another evil rises.

Can you stop the power of a dragon and his forces of Uruglins and giant spiders?

here are the rules:
play anyone or any race you want
no godmoding
no powerplaying (unless given permision)

my character:
http://arwen-undomiel.com/forum/viewtop ... 649#604649
(and I will probably use Eruraina too)

Please join!

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

It's...guess who!


Name: Meleth Elenwen
Meaning: Beloved Star Maiden
Date of Birth: Year 2972 of the Second Age
Age: Depends upon RP
Gender: Female
Race: Elven, Sindarin
Appearance: Tall, like most elves, with long straight silver hair. Black eyes. Not unusually pretty for an elf, but obviously more attractive than a human. She has an air of slight mystery and has an extremely hard face to forget.
Garb: Dark-colored, but well made. She very rarely wears dresses, preferring instead to look like one of the Dunedain.
Weapons: Twin knives, Silme and Are (Seel-may and ah-ray, moonlight and sunlight) and a bow and arrows.
Family: Father, Suiadan; mother, Elenya; Siblings Adanessa and Linnadhiel, Sellion and Aearion. All deceased as of SA 3075. Husband: None, she is afraid of anyone getting close to her. And therefore - no children.
History:: In the works!

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I will join as Faramir if none has an objection.

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

May I join?

Name : Rhavaniel Falathiel
Age: N/A
Race: Elf, descendent of Thuringwithal, the Vampire Maya
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: none, though is the adored lover of Legolas Thrandullion

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 newest occupation as head of the guard and Head Archer, she found she managed to avoid staying in the same room as him for a while. Her love with the Kings son was the turning point in her life, as he found odd jobs that kept her near him, cared and loved her though he was married- a political marriage- to another elfmaid, who knew nought of their stolen passion.

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Thanks for joining all! And Captain Faramir: yes you can be Faramir!

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Thanks Eruraina. I hope I can fit into this story and do not mess it up this time.

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

Forget this post even exists!

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Umm... My 'pologies for butting in, but Eruraina, you made a serious error in your last post. Captain Faramir is only ever Steward of Gondor and Prince of Ithilien. King Eomer of the third dynastic House of the Mark is King of Rohan in the Fourth Age. Again, apologies. Namarie.

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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....

Lol, yeah, I was about to comment on that and then I read Artinwe's post.

But I do have a question....how is a simple Dragon supposed to be more powerful than one of the Ainur?

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Strange, but just use a little imagenation ^^ -grins-

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Name-Lark
Race-Human
Age-16
Hair-Fiery Orange
Eyes-Gold
Face-Delicate features
Mother-Rowena(deceased)
Father-Nolen(deceased)
Siblings-None that she knows of
Married?-No
Children?-No
Weapons-A sword named Ahadin
Animal(s)-A female ginger kitten named Leaf
Basic Clothing-A green gown, A green cloak, slippers
History-When she was born her mother died. Arwen had promised her dying mother that she would take care of her while her father was fighting. Unfortunately, her father was killed the same day. She became Arwen's daughter. On her eighth birthday, Aragorn and Arwen told her who her parents really were and gave her the necklace that they had left her.
Picture-http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q262/PrincessLark/Lark.jpg

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Formerly Known As MysticsAngel, *Arya*, Nessa Eledhwen, and Lyra Silvertongue. (I know. I change my name a lot...)



Thanks to Revenge for the banners!

I have no problem with that whether he is king of Rohan or the steward of Gondor. I just want to fit into the story.

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Sorry... I was tired when I posted that! Yeah... I think I'll go with what Artinwe said! Sorry again... just forget that post ever existed!

I think I'll get started!

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A ranger, a Dunadain, rode at a collected canter across Pelenor fields. His black messy hair shimmering slightly from the sunset. He had gone past Ithilien, and now was headed strait for Minas-Tirith, going to tell the King of Gondor about the new danger he had just witnessed.
I have never been to Gondor before... the ranger elf thought, but I have heard the King is one of the Dunadain...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

May I join!!!!!!!!!!!! Pick me! If I can't, I'll edit this...

Bio's:
Name-Turwaithiel Shadeslayer
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.

Name-Elboron
Race: Mortal/Dunduin Ranger
Birth Year-TA
Hair-Black
Eyes-Green
Face-Youthful and fun
Lineage- Mother-Lady Lwinl
Father- Highlet
Siblings-None
Cousin-
Married?-No
Children?-No
Weapons- Lothlorien Bow with Mirkwood Arrows, One Dundiun Dagger, 2 Dragon's Bane Swords
Animals: An Black Horse named Shadow and an baby dragon named Midnight
Basic clothing: He almost always wears an battle-like clothes; an pair of light brown breeches, an white undershirt with an light blue tunic, even when he is going somewhere nice.
History- Unknown, for now.
Picture-
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Two figures, slim and cloaked, stood on the seventh floor of the grand city of Minas Tirith, the White City of Gondor. One, a female Elf that decided to spend her time still in Middle-Earth, talked with a Dundiun-Ranger who where old friends. The wind blew fiercly against them and the leaves off the White tree formed a small, flower pedal tornado in the wind. They both watched in wonder and then, as they did, saw a small figure in the distance riding at great speed towards the front gate. (if that's okay with you Eruraina, if not, i'll edit)

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Faramir was in his steward clothes watched the rider coming in the way so fastly to Minas Tirith. Unfortunately, this has not attracted his attention so much. He turned to two cloaked figure nearby him. One of them was an elf, another Dunadan ranger and him watched the sands blew behind of the rider till the rider reaches to Gondor.

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Rhavaniel slid off her glossy stallion, and led her horse the last few paces to the stableboy, pressing the reins into his hands with icy cold fingers, then proceeding to push past the guards, and into the throne-room, jewel-like eyes scanning for Faramire. Upon finding it empty, she slid through a side door, und up to the walls of the city.
"Captain Faramir."she greeted formaly, bowing her head "Suliad."

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