Name: Niell
Race: Dark elf
Gender: male

Weapons: an elven sword with a black hilt, two black daggers.

Appearance: unlike most dark elves Niell has the appearance of a Sindar elf, with long blonde hair, pale skin, and fair handsome features. He often wears a steel gray short sleeved tunic over a long sleeved black shirt accompanied with dark pants and black leather boots.



((wow, after my long exile I'm finally back...Finally!!! I have to apologize to anyone that was rping with me before I left, the long absence was truly unintentional.))

Niell looked around the grassy plain, dotted with large rock formations. It was on one of these that he was sitting now. His head rested lightly on his knee while his other leg hung limply over the side of the rock. He scanned the plain, there was no sign of life and there hadn't been for three days at least. He sighed and let his gaze rest on a single area of grass, watching the green blades dance in the slight breeze. Since Mordor had been overthrown and he had chosen to leave his purpose had been unclear. Perhaps it was just as the others had said, maybe he was worthless. He smirked slightly, but then again, could someone who was worthless have made the decision to leave without looking back?

((ah...really crappy for my first post but I just need to get back in the swing))

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Evil comes in many shades...

sure you can join ^^

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Evil comes in many shades...

Niell looked up suddenly and nearly fell off the rock, catching himself at the last moment. He inwardly cursed himself for not paying attention and spacing off so easily.

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Evil comes in many shades...

Niell turned to her, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Don't sneak up on me and you won't have to worry about it," he realized that his pulse was still racing.

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Evil comes in many shades...

"Because 'we' have nothing better to do," Niell said with a slight smirk. He glanced back at the field, "besides, I find it rather interesting don't you?" his tone was sarcastic.

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Niell slid down the rock and landed lightly on his feet. "Well then you can follow if you wish," he said turning back to her. "Although I can't promise that I'll find anything worth doing."

((I have to go, might be on later))

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Evil comes in many shades...

(O_O Holy cr....cow where have you been?!?!?!?! >< Is the other rp ended, lost, gone? If it is, may I join this one and assume you vanished from us in the other one?)

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

((Hi, is it okay if I join? My bio :
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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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

((I'll join!!!))

Name: Amara
Race: Lothlorien Elf
Age: 2010
Gender: Female
Weapons: She has a long sword that was made in Gondor and bow and arrows from Lothlorien.
Appearance: She has long, blonde hair that reaches to her waist and piercing blue eyes. She has a very fair complexion and her body build is quite athletic.
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Amara was riding through the vast, grassy plains on her horse, Aman. She held onto the reigns lightly and looked around. She glanced to her side and saw two elves walking around. She raised an eyebrow, but decided not to bother them. She slowly stopped her horse and jumped off. She let him graze around, while she stretched her arms and legs. She had been traveling for a week now and still had nowhere in particular to go.

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Siggy set made by the amazing Lembas!

i'll join
Deawen as always
red coppery hair blue eyes wears long black skirts but is easy to move around in. the best way i can describe her is like a femal version of Zorro very athletic. she keeps her past to her self most of her life she has wandered around searching for a place to belong. she was born in Rohan but her family blood line is of a country in the far northeast Deawen is a decendant of a Royal blood.

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Deawen was traviling alone she had no idea where she was Deawen had caused alot of trouble in the last few days and someone was chasing her. she only had her Horse and dog with her to keep her company she lead the horse without the riegns Deawen climbed out of the overhang next to her the rocks gave way and she slid down she tried a new path and heard voices or was it movement she could not till only being human proved to be a challenge. she listened harder it was movement she got on her horse and made him climb the over hang he did it in a single leap Deawen leaned forward as they got to the crest. the horse Sprang forward and Deawen searched for the movement she felt that she was cornered and she saw two forms nearby Deawen wasn't sure Friend of foe?

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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

((anyone who wants to join can ^^ I'll jump in again later on...))

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Evil comes in many shades...