This RPG is set in the time of the Silmarillion, where the Elves, men and dwarves battled Melkor. The quest here, is to get a Silmaril from Melkor. All the Elven bases are already build, and the Dwarves live in their halls under The Mountains. Melkor fled to Middle-Earth, with his army of Orcs.

1At the end of the story under here, there will seven persons, so this RPG only needs seven people. You can not take persons thought up by Tolkien, but create one yourself! When the seven places are filled, we can continue with the story. I will place my charrie under here.
if some sentences aren't correct, im from Holland and i had to translate it all

Name: Lindor

Gender: Male

Race: Elf

Born: The Grey havens, Middle-Earth

Parents: Guilin was his mother, his father died in an ambush. Lindor never knew him

Weapons: A Mighty sword and a strong bow, but he is not an excellent archer

Appearance: Deep-Blue eyes, long blond hair, he has not got full armor, but fine cloth, so he can be swift and strong in his attacks. His clothes are green

Have fun!


The rolling Hills of Eriador were rising above Lindor. Behind him lay The Grey havens of Cirdan, where he left three days ago. To the North and south were the mountains of Ered Luin (The Blue Mountains). He just arrived at the Tower hills, where he sat down to eat something. He thought about his quest, and the dark things that were laying ahead of him (Read above). All he wanted now was to get back to The havens, and though he was trained to be a warrior, he knew he could not do the quest alone. The remaining Elves of Cirdan got tot the East to battle Melkor. Tho Lindor was close to his home, he had to watch out. Dark things guarded the Middle-Earth since Melkor came, and not only Orcs. Birds, beasts.
He was tired, and almost fell asleep. But then suddenly he heard sounds. Men marching, or Elves, but he heard crude voices. Carefully he watched over the Hill, and then he saw them. Orcs, maybe 50. An arrow flew over his head, they saw him! He couldn't handle 50 Orcs at once! He draw his sword, and he tried to hide. But a big Orc jumped in front of him and grabbed his legs. But soon he felt Lindor's sword in his body, and fell to earth, dead. Lindor grabbed his bow, and tho he wans't a good archer, he shot three Orcs coming from over the Hill. he realised he couldn't escape, he was surrounded. They they attacked. One by one they came, and one by one the fell dead. The smell of blood was in the air. Then Lindor felt a terrible pain in his shoulder, a large black arrow was sticking in it, but he was fighting on. When he killed about seven more Orcs, he looked at the woods South of him. Seven persons came out of it, but he couldn't see their faces. They started fighting with the orcs, but then suddenly Lindor got hit in his back, and fell down.
Then everything became black for his eyes.



!Now i need seven people the represent the seven persons coming out of the woods, then we can continue...

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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 : _____
History : Unknown

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

Im in!

Deawen
Human
good fighter with any weapon she uses. has long red hair(coppery) blue eyes .
her animals are two ferrets a dog and a horse
history:is slightly aggresssive towards elves but keeps it contained to words not fighting.
Dresses in blacks and greens.
she very loyal and watchful but keeps her distance.
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with her six other companoins Deawen stood at the edge of the southern woods. (wait are we with the orcs or are we fighting the orcs?)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Im in!

Deawen
Human
good fighter with any weapon she uses. has long red hair(coppery) blue eyes .
her animals are two ferrets a dog and a horse
history:is slightly aggresssive towards elves but keeps it contained to words not fighting.
Dresses in blacks and greens.
she very loyal and watchful but keeps her distance.
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with her six other companoins Deawen stood at the edge of the southern woods. (wait are we with the orcs or are we fighting the orcs?)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

You were coming out of the forest to help me

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Deawen looked to her companoins "are we ready to fight or are we going to stand here like a bunch of pansies?" she laughed as she charged in the orcs.
Deawen chopped the head off one ocr another orc charged her and she ducked ans swung around and took out four orcs she made he way towards the elf that had just fallen she reached him she cut down three more orcs. Deawen whisteled and a her horse charged from the forest into the orcs knocking a few down as he went the horse stopped as Deawen held her hand up.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Lindor wake up and tried to stand up, but he immedeatly fell down again. He had a big wound in his back. In front of him was a Human standing, with long red hair. In front of her was a beautiful horse. Lindor tried to speak, but the only thing he could say was 'Help.'
he grabbed the arrow sticking in his body, pulled it out, then everything got black again.

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"I'd like to be a pansy please..." Rhan mumbled, notching an arrow, and kicking her horse gently in the flanks, so he took a step forward. The green feathered arrow flew fast, and burried its self in a black ork neck. Immideatly there was another on the bow, and that too sped through the air, nocking an ork near the two elves down as a warning. It was followed up by another, and another, and another. Each found its way to an orks neck, the weak point in their armour, or their legs.

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

the answer to you r signature is it darkness?

Deawen sighed as she saw the arrow wound in the man another companoin helped her get the man on her horse. then she mounted and rode back to the forest at a safe distance she stopped.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Weakly he openend his eyes. Lindor was riding on a horse, and he saw the same human as before, with the red hair. The other one, she was an elf, was riding next to him too. He had less pain as he had before, but he didn't payed attention to that. 'Where am i? Who are you?'

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Deawen lowered the elf from the saddle she wasn't that strong but she managed when her horse lowered himself closer to the ground.
she went to her saddle bags and took out a water skin. she drizzled alittle on the elf to wake him.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

They didn't answered. He asked them again: 'Where am i? Who are you?' the human got from her horse and she did some water on his face. ' I'm already awake. I can heal my own wounds. What are you going to do with me?

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Deawen looked at him with her blue eyes
"well...." Deawen looked surprised and yet thoughtfull
"im Deawen and you are here in the woods about a a half a mile from the attack" Deawen said proudly capping the water skin and placing it back in the saddle bag. "snappy and jumpy" she muttered she relised she had blood spattered on her face she took out a cloth and wiped her face off.
Deawen cleansed a few scratches on her arms and face. after she was satisfied with her self she tended Bredol.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

I'll join, if it is fine.

Name: Sen Starfire

Gender: Male

Race: Half elf, half ?

Born: Athenar, The North

Parents: Lucia Ironbrow Starfire and Lianna Woodfair

Weapons: Two black swords, given to him by death himself, Urulokinaur the greatsword, and a bloodpine bow.

Appearance: Ice blue eyes, shoulder length blonde hair; usually wears gilded black armor with a helm; oddly enough, it does not make a sound when he moves, and is extremely light.

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Of course that's fine!

'What happened to the Orcs? I mean, could you handle 40 Orcs with two men? That's amzing! Where are you leading me? You are not one of them, are you? Lindor grabbed his sword.

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Deawen's hand went straght for her sword. she didn't say anything but she should have her horse Bredol nudged her she sighed and sheathed her sword and rised her hand up in peace. "you are very snappy and jumpy" she said with veneom. "i took out as many orcs as i could we both did the others can handle the other orcs if i was one of them i would have killed you already" she said as the wind picked up she turned towards the battle then turned back she kept her distance about twenty feet from this elf. "im not the leader of this fellowship i don't make the decisions on what to do with you..." she said drawing in the dirt with her foot. she felt like lashing out at him but she tried to hide it but it showed through her eyes.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home