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| Author: | Seral [ January 29th, 2006, 12:20 pm ] |
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Okay, this is set in Dorians years as a Highwayman, because, well, he was much meaner and sarcastic before he met Vanya. Slowly he opened his dark eyes. Moving carefully Dorian Mith rose from the riverbanks. Up ahead of him loomed the Golden Hall of Edoras, tall and imposing to him. Growling at the shooting pain in his side, he mounted his horse and began to approach the Hall. Turning his head away from the bitter winds that whispered at the folds of his cloak, memories began to flit through his mind. His dark eyes seemed to cloud over. Ah, he had not meant to harm his lover, Nerine, but now, now it was too late. She was gone, lost to the sands of time. How many years ago had it been? He dreaded to think of it. He had loved her, well perhaps a part of him had loved her, but she had not been enough, no, she had been weak and shy, eventually becoming pathetic in her love for him. He shivered slightly, now he was cursed. An immortal against his will. Ah, how he loathed The Valar and all they represented. Now he was an outlaw, a liar, a thief. Gods, how had he come to this? His face became a mask of bitterness as he drew level with the gates. Hehe, not much, perhaps, but a start. |
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| Author: | Rhavaniel Falathiel [ January 29th, 2006, 1:16 pm ] |
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May I join? Name : Rhavaniel Race: High Elf Age: N/A Gender: Female Hair: raven black Eyes: shimmering green Powers: none Weapons: A bow of the Galahdrim, and the sword of her father Looks: Tall with long raven hair. She has sea-green eyes and a pale complexion. Rhavaniel wears mostly green tunics and lofty white shirts, offten with a short white skirt Pic : http://www.keirapictures.com/albums/Cap ... VD_175.jpg Personality: Hot tempered, protective, loyal, helpfull, secretive, arrogant Other : usually paired with Legolas History : Unknown |
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| Author: | Seral [ January 29th, 2006, 2:29 pm ] |
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Certainly, but Dorian can be rather mean so dont be offended^^ |
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| Author: | Amara [ January 29th, 2006, 4:07 pm ] |
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((I'll join!)) Name: Lenne Age: 2,015 Race: Elf Apperance: Tall, slender, has long, blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She has quite an athletic body build. Personality: Sweet, caring, understanding, beautiful, and smart. History: She was raised in the city of Mirkwood, but decided to take her mother's place as a healer in the Golden Hall of Edoras. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lenne was walking through the halls, with a bowl of water that had a small sponge in it. She was to be finishing a man that needed healing. But, she saw someone at the gates. It seemed as though he was an elf or something of the sort. She raised an eyebrow and quickly set the bowl on the ground. She ran down to the gates and let him in. "What happened?" She asked. |
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| Author: | Seral [ January 29th, 2006, 5:01 pm ] |
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Dorian raised his dark eyes to the woman approaching him. "Fine... Im fine..." he growled, his face a mask of bitterness "I just need a place to rest.... There is a room?" He staggered up the steps, his slight frame trembling. "I just need rest..." his voice was barely a whisper. |
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| Author: | Amara [ January 29th, 2006, 5:07 pm ] |
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Lenne nodded. "Yes, we have rooms. Here let me help you." She grabbed him by the arm softly and led him towards an empty room. |
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| Author: | Seral [ January 29th, 2006, 5:11 pm ] |
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Dorian's dark eyes flickered slightly at being offered help, his body tensed. "Thank you...." he seemed to be battling himself. "I just need to lie down, I was wounded in a.... Scuffle...." |
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| Author: | Amara [ January 29th, 2006, 5:29 pm ] |
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Lenne nodded and led him into the room. She slowly laid him down on the bed and lit a nearby candle. "You can rest here for as long as you like. I'll be your healer. So, if you need anything just call for me." She bowed slightly. |
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| Author: | Seral [ January 29th, 2006, 5:39 pm ] |
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A frown furrowed his brow and his dark eyes burned with growing fever. Nodding slightly, he could not bring his voice to work, knowing it would be wracked with pain; he reached out his hand for the candle, his slender fingers softly cupping the flame. Words flickered though his head: The dawn shall break, fair and bright, but you, Dorian Mith, murderer, traitor, liar. You shall wander in eternal night, never to rest, you are cursed to immortality, undying pain shall rest upon your shoulders. Dorian gasped softly, in his fever, the words had escaped his own lips. |
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| Author: | Amara [ January 29th, 2006, 9:07 pm ] |
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Lenne watched him, silently knowing that he was in pain. She looked over his body and saw his cut. She then started unbuttoning his shirt, so that she could heal his wound. |
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| Author: | Rhavaniel Falathiel [ January 30th, 2006, 10:14 am ] |
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Rhavaniel rode towards Edoras with a triumphant (sp). She had escaped the fight with barely less than a scratch, but was slightly tired. She squezzed the sides of her horse again, and the shot through the gates. Her raven hair was tied back in the usuall elvish style, her bow was slung over her back, and her quiver hung by her side. She gave the farmers a regel smile, and handed her reins to a stableboy who had just hurried out of the palace. "Tell your king," she smiled "that the ambassador of Mirkwood has arrived, and seeks audience with Theoden King." The boy let the reins of her horse go, and ran up the steps, trying to hide his amazment at seeing an elf in the Riddermark, apart from their healer. |
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| Author: | Shadowstorm [ January 30th, 2006, 12:34 pm ] |
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(( Might I reply, dear? -grins- I want to test out a new character..)) |
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| Author: | Rhavaniel Falathiel [ January 30th, 2006, 12:43 pm ] |
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((Me or Seral? ^^)) |
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| Author: | Seral [ February 2nd, 2006, 2:23 pm ] |
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As he felt his shirt being removed, Dorian sat up and threw her from him in anger. "Did I ask for your help?" his dark eyes burned in rage, "did I ask for a nurse?" ((go ahead Shadow^^)) |
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| Author: | Amara [ February 2nd, 2006, 9:39 pm ] |
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Lenne watched him, feeling a little scared. But, she didn't show any signs of it. She just stared him down. "You need help... no matter what you say. If you aren't helped, you could die." She folded her arms. |
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| Author: | Rhavaniel Falathiel [ February 3rd, 2006, 3:51 am ] |
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Rhan hurried into the golden hall of Medusel, ignoring the cries of uproar from the guards. |
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