Eruriana is on a quest. (her bio is: http://www.arwen-undomiel.com/forum/vie ... a4b4ece0ac) Read her history and you'll know that she has no idea who her parents are. All she has from them is a necklace, it has a gold chain, with a little horse on it. It's got elven inscription on the bottom, it has some sort of jewl for eyes. and crystal hooves. This is just after The Two Towers. Erura needs to find her parents.

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Eruriana had just finnished exploring Mirkwood. She was headed tward Edoras in a slow canter, on her horse, Fuin, a beautiful, strong, black mare. Thinking about who her mother might have been, she gracefully touched her necklace, the only thing she had of her mother. "I feel so lonley at times. I wish I had some real friends, if not that, a real mother.", She lead her horse toward the gait, she was known well in rohan, a legend even. Her scar on her cheak was one of a kind.

The gaits opened, and many people greeted her kindly. Even though she'd been traveling for one hundred years, the stories about her went on in Edoras, she was known, even to those who weren't born until 50 years after she'd left.

"these people act like friends, but I still feel lonely." then she headed to the finnest in, and got a room....

((ne one can jump in now))

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Name: Sentron Selathiean
Goes by the name of: Sentron
Gender: Male
Eye Colour: Indigo
Hair: Light brown
Age: He won’t tell me. He might tell you
Build: Tall, very thin thin
Brought up: Parents died when he was 10 and he travelled to Edoras before he was captured then he ran to Lothlorian and has lived there since
Race: Elf
Horse:Intraas: Grey mare
Animals: Estmer: Brown Husky
Weapons: Sword: Blue and silver
Quiver of arrows: Blue with a silver pattern of Ivy
Arrows: Green
Dagger: Blue and Silver
Other: He has been looking for his brother, Lentros since he found out about him. Will he ever find him?

Sentron led his great grey war charger into the inns stables. Intraas shook her long mane and greatfully drank from the water bucket in her stall. He looked around but it all seemed deserted. Intraas snorted and lay down in the long strall. Sentron smiled and walked out into the bright day light. He pushed open the door of the inn. A few people turned around but no-one paid much attention to him. No-one ever did, he was just a face in the crowd, another person watching. Not many people seemed to remeber what he looked like much of the time. He was alway moving from one place to another. He never stayed in one place for more than a day or two, just encase, They found him. He seated himself in a small corner by the wndow and watched.

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Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

((thanks for joining))

After getting a room from the inn keeper, Eruriana led her horse to the stable, not notising the elf sitting in the corner.

In the stable she slowly took off Fuins tack, and brushed her down. Then cudled her for a minute, and fed her some oats, "you and Hen are the only real friends I have, Fuin." she said. then put Fuin in her stall and left. Stopping and turning around at the door, to look at all the beautiful horses, and to look apon Fuin, until she came back.....

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Aramina… The elven princess


Name: Aramina
Race: Elven princess. Also a knight of gondor.
Age: 19 (in human years.)
Eyes: Light blue.
Hair: Hazel brown.

Weapons: An elven longsword.
Two elven knives.
A beautifully crafted bow and a golden quivern.

Clothing:
Body: Soft silk flowy dress.
Hands: Leather riding gloves/ nothing.
Feet: Tough leather boots.
Other: A beautiful crystal necklace, one of the rarest ever. Given to Aramina by her mother.

Brave and loyal to gondor… The young princess was brought up in the great city of minas tirith… where she learned the skills of a great warrior. She returned to rivendell… her true home, to find her family and support her kin from invading enemies.
A true warrior… Aramina fought the enemies of rivendell slaying many orcs.
As she and her men desperately defended her homeland… many warriors fell to the power of mordor… including her two brothers and her dear father.
Driven by anger and pain… Aramina was determined to see the forces of mordor destroyed and her kin avenged.

Companions: Fanga… also an elven princess.
Brave and courageous, Fanga is determined to help her best friend on her journeys.
Companions: A small grey kitten named Smudge.
Smudge was a gift from Aramina’s sister before she disappeared. Smudge is a symbol of hope and is never left behind by Aramina.
Companions: A loyal horse named Brego. A brilliant white steed of beauty. Breed by trainers of rohan… this horse is one of few melua horses… a rare breed.


"Make way!!" Called a sentry as a beautiful elven lady galloped through the gates on a beautiful horse.
She steered her horse over the rough terrain and came to a stop.
She jumped off her horse and strided towards the golden hall.

(((G2g post a lot more bit later.)))

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Intraas whickered softly to the elf and Fuin as she turned her long neak around. She turned around in her stall as she heard the commotion outside. Smelling another horse she whinnied. Sentron watched out of a window. He saw the elven lady galloped in and slipped lightly out of the door. He lent against the Inn's wall and watched.

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

Mya I?
Name : Rhavaniel
Race: High Elf
Age: N/A
Gender: Female
Hair: raven black
Eyes: a deep tone of green speckeled with bright gold
Looks:
Very pale and very tall. A wonderful figure and slim toned limbs.
Powers : If any, that of tracking silently
Weapon:
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.
Other : Ambassador of Mirkwood, married to a certain royal child there... (tip... beginns with L ends in S .. ^^)

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

((I think if you just post it won't be looked over. But don't listen to me I'm just a chicken.)

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

((sure, ne one can enter, and my character looks like a rohan maiden, not an elf, her hair covers her ears))

Smiling she left,"now were to start, this is the last place I remember, how am I supposed to find my mother?"....

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Sentron looked up as Erura came out. Intraas's whinny came again and he glanced towards the stables door before switching his eyes back to Erura.

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

Erura turned at the winny, and saw Sentron's glance at the horse, then, at her.....

Turning to him, she asked,"Is that your horse that keeps speaking?", in a soft voice.

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Sentron nodded. Intraas arched her long neak, pawing the ground with her feathered hooves. Sentron walked around to the door and whistled to Intraas. Her head jerked up and she stopped, head on one side.

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

Brego whinnied as his master Strided towards him.
Her face was screwed up with anger. Brego whinnied again.
The young elven stoked Bregos mane.
"Come on Brego.. lets get down to the armoury.. we have a job to do."
Aramina turned her head and explored the soroundings with her delicate eyes, then frowned in frustration as she noticed the large number of peasants staring hard at her.
Her arms were streaked with blood and the fray of her dress, torn and bloodied.
"And maybe get cleaned up a bit." She laughed.
Brego turned to look at Araminas beautiful face.
"She hugged the horse and led him down the path.


(((Sorry i just like writing quite a big amount. lol. )))

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~Thank you to Estë Undómë for the Beeeautiful Banners & Avvie <3 ~

((it's okay, it adds onto the story, and any ideas on how she's going to start the search for her mom?))

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Intraas watched Brego go and whickered to her. Sentron walked passed Brego and stroked Intraas softly on the muzzel.

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

Some of Eruriana's red hair got in her face, she swept it out of her face, making sure she didn't show her elven ears. then she paused, elves with red hair only come from one line of elves....

I can go to the library and look up the names of the last known redhead elves, one of them has to be my mother or father, she thought. Glancing back at the stable one last time, then made her way quickly to the royal library....

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Sentron looked around and walked over to the door. He watched her go before leaning against the wall and sighing.

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!