To join and to understand the semi-plot of the story: go here.

We'll be starting when everyone gets their message, and I'll wait until someone else joins.

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Okay, here's Meleth:

Name: Meleth Elenwen (Beloved Star Maiden)
Gender: Female.
Age: Not known exactly.
Race: Elven
Appearance: Tall, like most elves, with long straight bright silver hair. Black eyes. Not unusually pretty for an elf, just normal.
History: Meleth's family died in an orc raid when she was small. She carries the grief of their loss with her still and the pain of it has driven her away from her home. She wanders mostly, never having found anywhere to call much of a home.
Personality: Can be snappish. Always secretive, never very friendly to anyone she doesn't know. She cares intensely about the few people she loves.
Weapons: Bow and arrows predominantly. She also carries a few small, hidden daggers for emergencies.

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You can join after you post your character in the character section..I'm gunna start this off..

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Silver eyes looked around the tavern she was in. The person next to her leaned forward and she chuckled. "Voronwe." she muttered, knowing he didn't like this. He looked at her, and she shrugged a bit, before looking as someone came into the tavern. The couple looked at each other, before the man spotted them and walked over to them.

"Milord, milady." he said, bowing his head to them.

"News of Gondor?" the female inquired, noticing he was dressed in apparel of a messenger of Gondor. The young man nodded, and handed them a scroll. She looked at it, and Voronwe read over her shoulder. Once they finished, they looked up at the messenger, and he said, "The King requires your presences almost immedately."

"And what of you?" she asked, looking at him. "I am to travel to one last place, and then will head home."

She nodded. "May the Valar protect you."

"And may it watch over the two of you, Lady Lothenedhel, Lord Oropherion." he said, bowing, before he left.

She looked at her husband, who said, "Shall we retire before we depart?"

She shook her head. "The message was a serious one. We had best leave now."

"Are you quite sure, Elenanna." She looked at him. "Quite." she said.

He nodded. "Why don't you prepare our mounts as I pack our things?"

"Alright, Voronwe.." she said. She pulled her hood over her head, and walked to the entrance.

((and your posts can be either about you being in gondor/riding to gondor'/or recieving the message))

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Name-Turwaithiel
Translation- 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
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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