Agh, yet another of my odd ideas today..this is what, the third one I've started today alone?
Anyway...this one's plot is rather straightforward. There is a strange sickness striking the elves of Mirkwood, one that can't reasonably be explained. The symptoms of this sickness are as follows: a sudden, high fever, intense headaches, coughing up of blood, dizziness, sometimes temporary blindness, and as the sickness progresses, eventual unconsciousness, even to a comatose state..and death, if it isn't treated quickly enough. Now, there is someone behind the reason for this sickness, though, like any mystery, those trying to solve this problem are going to have to follow clues to find the one responsible.

Characters:
Aradan, Aranel, Elwen, and Legolas - Raven
Elenanna and Voronwe - Elenanna
Meleth and Atalante - Meldawen
Elenriel - Elenriel Greenleaf
Fearan - Nauriel Rochnur
Miriel - Will
Sadron and Locien(I assume?) - Rhavaniel Falathiel
Turwaithiel Lhûgdagnir - Turwaithiel

Those affected by the plague:
Thranduil
Voronwe
Legolas(eventually)
Elwen(eventually)
Fearan
Atalante
Aradan

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I'll join this with Elenanna and Voronwe...bios will be put here tomorrow since I'm rather tired...but Voronwe will be one of the victims of the plague, since he's a royal of Mirkwood.

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All right, that's fine about the bios. I'll set up a character list now, and a list of those affected by the plague, as well..

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I'm lazy, likewise, and I need to go to bed soon, but I'll have Meleth and Atalante...and I dunno which of them will get sick...I'll decide later when I'm not tired It'll probably be Atalante, Meleth's slightly funner to RP lol

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Lol, I'll look forward to getting the bios tomorrow, then. But since I really wanna start, I'm gonna go ahead and do just that..
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Waiting almost impatiently outside his father's room, Aradan restrained the urge to pace, but just barely. Thranduil had just come down with a strange sickness all of a sudden, and the healers, including Aranel, were baffled. The elven King was now unconscious, and had been for a few hours, and several healers were trying vainly to lower his dangerously high fever, with only a little success.

"Anything new?" a soft voice asked, jerking Aradan out of his thoughts. Realizing it was only his sister Elwen, he relaxed.

"No..the healers have lowered his fever a little but they're afraid he's going to go into a coma soon.."

Just then, the door to the room opened and both jerked, but tensed as they saw it was Aranel, who looked grim.

"He just slipped into a coma..it doesn't look good at all.."

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Can I join-or is it too late?

Here is my bio. If you want anything changed, let me know.

Name: Elenriel

Age: N/A

Gender: Female

Race: Elven

Appearance: Tall and slim with long black hair that flows down to her waist and striking sapphire eyes (much like her mother). She also possesses the ethereal grace and beauty characteristic of the Elves.

Attire: a long, flowing, elegant light blue gown or in battle a form fitting green tunic

Job: An elven shieldmaiden trained in both bow and sword and knows limited healing spells

Personality: She has a gentle and tender spirit. Although she disdains fighting, she is not afraid to stand up for her beliefs or defend all that she holds dear.

Parents: Her mother was Eruanna, Lady of Rivendell. Her father was Lord Calanon, an advisor to King Thranduil.

Martial Status: Legolas Greenleaf's beloved wife

History: Born as a Lady of the Mirkwood Court, her mother was a Lady of Rivendell and her father a Lord of Mirkwood who was both a friend and Chief Advisor to King Thranduil.
As a young child, her parents recognized her affinity for the blade and bow, and her passion for the healing arts and sent her to Rivendell to study under Lord Elrond. There she remained for much of her life, until her parents were maliciously slain by orcs. Upon hearing the news, she raced back to the land of her birth only to discover that is was plagued by orcs, spiders and other foul creatures. Vowing that none should have to suffer the loss she had, her days were spent battling the foul creatures and her nights tending to the wounded. It was on one of these expeditions were she fought alongside Prince Legolas and the two found true love with one another. Afterwards the two spent countless hours together, much to the disapproval of King Thranduil, who wanted his son to wed a princess of Lothlorien of higher status. Yet, despite the king's reservations, the two were soon wed, vowing that they would be faithful to one another.

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AWESOME set by the AMAZING Lembas!!!

[Ack! -must come on more regualy... And. learn. to. type....- Sadron or Locien up for grabs if needed ]

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

(Nope, it's not too late to join..and ya'll can just jump in however, I'm gonna go ahead and double post, since I won't be on until later tonight..)

Sighing heavily, Aradan pushed away from the wall. "And have they figured out what's causing this sickness yet?"

"No, nothing's known about what could be causing it..it's very strange..it also affects immortals worse than it does mortals, though, we discovered that much." Aranel replied, shaking her head slowly, blonde hair falling down in her face.

Aradan opened his mouth to respond, but broke off as he heard coughing down the hall. "El, go see who that is.." he said to Elwen, who nodded and walked off down the hall. A few minutes later, she came back, half-supporting Legolas, who looked pale, fevered, and was coughing up blood to boot.

"Aiya.." breathed Aranel, "not another one in the family.."

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(bios are here: http://arwen-undomiel.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=231 the first is Elen...and the fourth is Voronwe)

Elenanna's tired eyes looked toward the door in which her husband was in. The elleth had seemed to age a bit more in the past few days, which you could tell in her eyes. Straightening, and starting to stand, Elenanna turned her head toward down the hallway. She thought she should check in on the others, and started to walk toward her neices and nephews.

A deep sigh could be heard as she approached them, and shaking her head, Elenanna murmured, "Not another.." Her silver eyes rested on Legolas.

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Could I join, possibly with Miriel? She's no Elf though..

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

I'll join with Fearan. I'll post the bio later. He'll be one of the inflicted ones.

In a room farther away from the anxiety of the main hallways, Meleth bent anxiously over a young woman, little more than a girl. She had dark hair that fanned out over the pillow behind her and she was restlessly asleep, very pale. The corners of her mouth turned miserably down, even in sleep.
Meleth bit her lip. "Atalante..." she murmured worriedly. "By Eru, what has happened to you?"
The girl stirred and Meleth slipped out, jaw set anxiously. She all but ran into Aradan and Aranel, such was her speed, and stopped with a look of dismay. "Oh no..."

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(hey awesome Rav! Could I join? I'm thinking of another bio for another char, so i might add to this...for now...the reg)

TranslatioName-Turwaithiel Lhûgdagnir
n- 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.

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

Nme: Fearan

Gender: Male

Race: Sindarin elf

Appearance: Tall,even for an elf. Curling auburn hair, Bright green eyes.

Weapons: Glaive, daggers, bow.

Animals: Dapple grey draft mare named Rinithil. A Black hawk named Menelran.

"Yes, another.." Aranel murmured, taking Legolas by the arm before leading him down the hall to his room. Legolas' coughs could be heard even once they had gone into his room, and Elwen flinched at each one.

"Who next?" she asked quietly, asking no one in particular, before putting a hand to her head, feeling a dull throb beginning to form in her head. No, I can't get sick..



Though Aranel walked off with her brother at the sudden appearance of Meldawen, Aradan stayed behind. "Is something wrong?"

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Elenriel raced through the palace hall, her long raven hair streaming about her. She had just returned from an errand and the anxiety that pentrated room threatened to engulf her. Her eyes widened in horror as she heard the severe coughing. Seeing Elwen she raced up to the elven maiden. "Lady Elwen, what is going on?" she asked, her eyes shimmering with her anxiety as she cast a quick glance in the direction of her husband's room which the two shared.

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AWESOME set by the AMAZING Lembas!!!