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Author: | Eruraina [ October 5th, 2007, 10:30 pm ] |
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((I miss those rpgs that start out with no plot, but then eventually the plot is made and thickens... you get hooked to those, you know? ![]() Lughir, a Dunadain, sat at a table with a few other of his comrads. They sat in the tavern of The Prancing Pony in Bree. The suffy and smokey room was lit with the fire from the herth, and three lanterns. There was much talk and luaghter in the room, and ale in plenty. A few local hobbits and big-folk were there, along with a few dwarves, and some queer(strange) folk keeping to the corners and shadows. Barliman Butterbur, his cheeks cheery red as always, hustled around the room. "I have a cousin, a potter, in Rohan. I've heard from him recently and he says strange things are going on in the South. He didn't go into any detail," one of Lughir's companions spoke. "You think we should cross across the Mountains and see if they may need aid?" said another. "I'm not sure. If they don't, it would have been a waste of time, having crossed the Misties," said the first companion. "Well, I say go anyway. I'd like to see The Golden Hall for once in my life time I guess. That or the White City," Lugroch spoke, glancing around... |
Author: | smeagollum [ October 5th, 2007, 11:18 pm ] |
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(I miss playing Ruth Ann Underhill, so I think I will play her. I just want to clarify, is this the time with Frodo and Aragorn and Sam and such?) |
Author: | Turwaithiel Rochben [ October 5th, 2007, 11:59 pm ] |
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((I'll join! Here is a bio; 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 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.)) Another stranger walked into The Prancing Pony, another one of the "weirder" flock, for his features were kept hidden under a long, green cloak, which was hooded and covered his face. He walked slowly, but with grace and strong confidence, and he went and sat at the table across from Lughir, quiet. |
Author: | Aramel Elyanwe [ October 6th, 2007, 10:00 am ] |
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[[I'll be joining... let me grab my bio... I hope there's room for an Elf? ![]() Name: Aradan Istmaedhon Picture: http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i272/Varianna/aradan.jpg Gender: Male Race: Elf Age: 2770 Hair colour: Black Eye colour: Gold Apparel/Appearance: Mostly Black... see picture Weapons: A sword, dagger and bow and arrows Personality: Aradan is a shifty character... you never know what he has up his sleeve... History: TBA |
Author: | Renji's Howl [ October 6th, 2007, 10:40 am ] |
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((I'll join in with Narmithwen, I'll get her bio up soon.)) |
Author: | Eruraina [ October 6th, 2007, 10:50 am ] |
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(Anybody and Everybody can join! You don't need bios... lol! And I guess you could say it's nearing the end of the War of the Ring. Meaning, Frodo and Sam are on their way to Mordor... and we'll say the three hunters are on their way to Edoras!) Lughir nodded at his fellow Dunadain, Elboron, who had joined him and his companions. "What do you think?" he asked. "Should we cross the Misties and go South. Arrock says he has a causin there that says strange things are going on there," Lughir informed him... |
Author: | Renji's Howl [ October 6th, 2007, 1:15 pm ] |
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((Here's my bio http://arwen-undomiel.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=14425)) Armith walked into the Pony looked around. She headed over to were Lughir, and some other Dunadain, were sitting. "Mind if I join you?" she asked them. |
Author: | Lady Elenriel [ October 6th, 2007, 2:13 pm ] |
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Can I join? Here is my bio. Name: Anira Manwameldiel (Ah-neer-ah Mahn-awh-mell-dee-ell) Gender: Female Race: Elf Age: 2850 Status: Shieldmaiden Eye color: Aqua Hair: Raven black, long and flows down her back in soft curls Appearance: Tall and beautiful with a slender built Father: Lord Hérion Mother: Lady Almárëa (deceased) Brother: Calanon (deceased) Mare: Valaina Personality: Strong-willed and dignified, she often masks her tender spirit behind an exterior of steel. However, she is extremely faithful and will do all in her power to defend all whom she loves and holds dear. Weapons: Bow and Arrow, and her Twin Daggers Other Abilities: Also knows some healing spells History: Born as a lady of the Mirkwood Court, her mother was slain by an orc brigade when she was a young girl. Saddened by the lost of his beloved wife, her father became cold and distant-showing his daughter the way of the sword, but offering little love or affection. At a young age, she was proficient in both the sword and bow and often joined her elder brother Calanon on his hunting trips. To her he became both father and brother and she was close to him as she had never been to her father. On one fateful day, Calanon was mortally wounded in a skirmish when he saved his sister from an envenomed arrow. Despite her efforts, he soon fell to the shadow and she was left once again to mourn the passing of one whom she loved. After her brother’s death she traveled around Middle-earth, waging war against the dark forces, determined to make her brother proud. _____________________________________________________________ Anira strode into the Pony, her dark hood shrouding her features. She took a seat behind Lughir and his companions, hearing snipets of their conversation. Finally hearing enough she slowly rose and turned walked over to the group. Pulling back her hood, to reveal her elven features she gazed at the warriors gathered. "I am Anira, a daughter of Mirkwood. Might I join you?" she asked softly. |
Author: | Aramel Elyanwe [ October 6th, 2007, 3:10 pm ] |
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Aradan Istmaedhon, who had been sitting in at a corner table intently listening to Lughir speak, stood up and came over to the place everyone was gathering. "A journey, you say? You may need more companions..." |
Author: | Eruraina [ October 6th, 2007, 4:19 pm ] |
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Lughir looked up at the two strangers who came over to the group of Dunadain. "Elves? Nows heres something you don't see everyday. I'd be honored to travel with some of ye'. Though, if you have heard our talk right, we have not decided whether we are really going or not," he replied. "I'm going, like it or not," said the ranger who had told them about it, Honion his name was. "Then I guess that answers the question on if we're going or not, Lughir," said the third, Trotterfoot... |
Author: | smeagollum [ October 6th, 2007, 4:21 pm ] |
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A young hobbit strolled in through the door of the Prancing Pony; a hood covered her head, and she was about ready to wander past the front counter when Mr. Butterbur (I think that's his name.) leaned on the counter and looked down at her saying, "Hello there Ruth." Glancing up, the young hobbit gave him a friendly glare, "Ruth Ann. There are a select few allowed to call me Ruth, and you are not one of them." Not wanting to further annoy and armed halfling, Mr. Butterbur proceeded to ask, "I would assume you have heard of what is happening. Why aren't you away from these lands?" "I am hoping that will soon change," Ruth Ann smirked, covered the side of her face with her hood, and walked into the hustle and bustle of the happy-go-jolly crowd of drunken ignorants. |
Author: | Renji's Howl [ October 7th, 2007, 11:43 am ] |
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Eruraina Aniarure wrote: Lughir looked up at the two strangers who came over to the group of Dunadain.
"Elves? Nows heres something you don't see everyday. I'd be honored to travel with some of ye'. Though, if you have heard our talk right, we have not decided whether we are really going or not," he replied. "I'm going, like it or not," said the ranger who had told them about it, Honion his name was. "Then I guess that answers the question on if we're going or not, Lughir," said the third, Trotterfoot... "Thanks," said Armith, sitting down at the table, "Well, I'll be coming to, no matter were you go. What's life with out advecher? And by the way, I'm only half-elf. The names Armith." She looked at everyone at the table, smiling. |
Author: | Eruraina [ October 7th, 2007, 12:02 pm ] |
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"I'm Honion, this is Trotterfoot, and that's Lughir. And this be Elboron," said Honion, the stalkiest of the group who had bright blue eyes and a brown beard that way graying. Trotterfoot, on the other hand, what quit skinny and short legged with grey eyes and black hair. That's why they called him trotterfoot, because he had to trot to keep up. Lughir was average heigth with brown eyes and brown hair to go with, and the start of a beard on his face. "The more the merrier," said Trotterfoot... |
Author: | Turwaithiel Rochben [ October 7th, 2007, 1:13 pm ] |
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Elboron nodded his head after taking off his hood to the new comers. "My, we gather people quite quickly, Lughir." He said, half grinning. |
Author: | Lady Elenriel [ October 7th, 2007, 2:38 pm ] |
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"Pleasure to meet you all of you, "Anira replied as she took a seat with the company. "There will always be those who seek adventure and those who desire nothing more than to create havoc for the Dark Forces." she added. "With any luck, you will find other companions here." she said with a slight smirk. |
Author: | smeagollum [ October 7th, 2007, 2:41 pm ] |
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(Now for more fun Ruth Ann Underhill character development. ![]() "Idiots," Ruth Ann muttered under her breath as a brawl broke out in front of her. She would have stabbed the man right through the heart and not given a care in the world if it wasn't for her ten pound frame being jolted in the other direction by a small crowd of jolly drunkards only looking for a fight. |
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