(OOC- I thought since I have A Dark Past going on it may be interesting to rp Adastrea's time through Mordor, hopfully people will want to join.)

Name: Adastrea
Age: As old as Middle Earth
Family: Parents are Manwe and Varda, though in elf form she was taken in and cared for by another family whose names remain silent.
History: She fell for the lies melkor spread and came with him to middle Earth only to live a life of exile.


Her parents were dead. The orcs killed and tortured them before her eyes. She tried to push the memories out, but she was weak. She was just a normal elf maiden who did not know how to use a sword or fight for the life of her. her father had tried to protect both her and her mother, only to fail. These were the kind people who took her in as their daughter. She loved them dearly and now they were gone and here she was in the hands of orcs on there way to Mordor. She was in pain and the rough fur of the wargs rubbed against her wounds she had gotten trying to struggle against these foul creatures.

After days of riding she was finally taken into Mordor and thrown violently into a cold and wet cell. She looked around through the dimly litted cage, there were two forms in it with her, but a foul stetch and a closer inspection showed they weren't whole anymore. She had touched those cold hard bones, all that was left of the two before her. A rat crawled across her feet, she backed away quickly. she looked atthe food that was left for her, bread which was now green with mold and a piece of meat of some unknown creature, not all that normal of color anymore either.

After months of being tortured by men and orcs, Adastrea had learned to show no emotion. she learned to hide her fear and pain even from herself, to the point where she truely believed she could feel no more emotion. She had lived through more than those that lived there believed possible. She watched others be brought in and taken out lifeless only weeks later. She had lost track of how long she had been there but it was now nearing 11 months. None lived more than a few weeks. The only comapny she kept were the men that came to her cell to hurt her, threaten her, scare her, or just plain stare at her. She wanted to leave, to be free, but that was not to come in the near future...

(gee sounds tempting but i already have my own topic that is like this one but maybe later)

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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

(OOC - You do? OOps, I didn't know...I have had this storyline for a few months I just haven't gotten it started yet because I have had no place to do so)

(my post as night falls i have had for about two years i created it for an english report but really liked it so i posted it! i have an idea we could post for each other since we both have simirlar posts)

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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

That works. Is your topic the past of your character Deawen the same in both our rps or do you have them as kind of a separate personality...bad wording, but I can't think of a better way to say it. Because if it is the same past for her, then maybe we can desert this topic and combine ours? Tell me what you think...it would still work out that Adastrea has no idea who Deawen in in A Darl Past because she forgot most of her memory after leaving Mordor, it comes back little by little in dreams.

uh well first yes both Deawen's are two diffrent characters the one in as night falls is the other Deawen's ancesstress both have the same powers just the Deawen you know has never experinced her power fully like her ancesstress.

your character could know Deawen the second's ancesstress then slowly be reminded of her in Deawen the second! just a thought
I think we could combine the post it would make them both very interresting!
see mine takes place in the second age when the first Deawen rises in power. we will need to figure out a few details.

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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 want to join too!!!! muahahaha! estel is like stalking Deawen... i keep on posting in places you are!!! lol


Name: Morwen Vanwa Estel Singollo
Age: 27 mortal years
Race: Half Elven
Appearnce: black wavy hair tahts short, gray eyes, a big scar over eye
History: not much to say, was abandoned, adopted and always an outcast. the only father she knew was later murdered in town and she swore vengence. now she is a ranger, and lives alone.




Estel wearily swung off the saddle, and leaned against her black stallion.
“Long day, huh Surion?â€

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
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<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

(Well, Adastrea has been around since the beginning since she came to Middle Earth with Melkor. I never really put a time frame on when she was taken to Mordor, but she moved her way up from a prisoner to a servant when they saw she was strong enough to survive the dungeons, she went from being a hand maiden to a servant of dark lords in Mordor. She then gained trust and became an assassin...a right good one too. So if you need any more infor, just let me know)

(stalker! )

(well i 'm not really posting i'm just kinda semiposting! i already have my own post so Adastrea if you want to combine posts let me know! )

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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

(OOC- I think combining posts sounds good, I'l post today sometime)

(bwuahaha Deawen)

The next day the group was up and moving again. The pace was quick, and the Easterlings ran fast. Surion had to trot, and sometimes even canter, to keep up. By the end of the day, they had entered through the black gates. The orcs on patrol gave Estel odd looks, but let her through. Even if she was a spy, they figured, she wouldnt get very far if she ran away. Estel knew this, and knew she wouldnt run. That would be a stupid mistake. One she would not take. Now, they where headed for the heart of all evil... Mount Doom... and for Saron the ruler there.

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

(OOC- I decided to move to a different thread with this since it would make a little more sense, sorry)

ok, which one

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>