this RPG is fora seprate story line coresponding with the war of the ring story line

Elenath woke up. He had a screamning headache. he thought back to the battle the previous night. He must of been hit on he head. e got up. "Well, i guess i better continue."

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I bid you STAND!!! Men of the the west

(I'll play...or try)

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
Cousin-Rhavaniel
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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i would like to join this but i will need more information on what is going on..

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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

basicly,its some time during the time equivelent to inbetween the battle for helms deep and the battle of Minas tirith

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I bid you STAND!!! Men of the the west

Yes but where, what just happened, could we have some background on your character and does this RP have any particular mission/quest/thing?

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Yeah, man you need some more info. After that, I'm ready!

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

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I'll join as usual^^
ame : Rhavaniel Falathiel
Age: N/A
Hair: midnight black
Eyes: emerald, speckeled with deep gold (most prominent thing about her)

Lineage:
Mother: Melda the Fair
Father: (blood) Lodaelin , (adopted) Andor the Bold, the Chief Advisor of King Thranduril

Siblings:Twin brother Sadron the White (albino)

Married: [old trick here^^] A certain royal child of Mirkwood... (tip... beginns with L ends in S .. )

Children: none

Weapons : A beautiful black bow with an intercate silver pattern of vines on it. The arrows are long and have black swann feathers. The quiver is also black with the silver silver outlines of
a dragon on.
Two twin knives, silver.

Occupation: Marchwarden and Head Archer
Pic: http://img419.imageshack.us/img419/7034/cat6dn.jpg

History: The aranged marriage of her mother Melda, to the Ambasodor Andor (lit. Steaward), let to her own disgrace. She started an affair with a mysterious person (neither elf nor man, but a creature of blood) named Lodaelin, with whom she had two twins name Rhavaniel and Sadron.
Her father, driven mad with anger attacked Lodaelin, who, after a threat killed his wife.
The two children got the blame for their mother death, and were abused by their father. Sadron ran away into the wild, ashamed by his liniage, whereas his sister stayed for love and pity for her father. For a time the abuse grew worse, but with her marriage, and her newly appointed job as Head Archer and Marchwarden she manages to elude him.

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

still thinking,ill add stuff as i go


Name: Elenath Gil-Draug
Race: Elven,but his grandmother is part numenorian
Gender: Male
Age: around 3,000 years
Alias:Aearon
Weapons: sword(Tintalle),knife/dagger,and bow
Apperance: mid-back length blond hair,6'5" ish,round sapphire set in silver on brow on special occasions,ranger garb,no helmet,green eyes,extremaly good memory

History: Father is Chief advisor to King Thranduril.left after argument with his father,roams the wild surviving on what he kills. hunts orcs




basicly all thats happend is its just after the helms deep battle.the only objective realy,is to fight against sauon,and stay alive

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I bid you STAND!!! Men of the the west

Okay. Where are we starting? As in, what location?

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I'll join too, if I may!

Here's my character:

Name: Erana
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Look: Slender, tall, greyish blue eyes, light brown hair, pale skin
Weapon: Sword

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Name: Rienna
Gender: Female
Age: Twenty-one
Race: Human, Gondorian
Appearance: Red curly hair and blue eyes. Fair-skinned. About 5'6.
History: Rienna's mother died recently and her father was ill and not strong enough to support them both. So Rienna made sure that someone would take care of him and left, not really knowing where to.
Clothing: A long cloak that's too big for her and a dress.
Animal(s): An aging horse called Star and a reddish-colored cat called Amber.

There's my profile. I just need to know a bit more before I join in

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you can start wherever in middle earth you want

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I bid you STAND!!! Men of the the west

Rhavaniel rode slowly through the forest, sharp eyes scanning the area as she shifted the two quivers on hr back.
The foliage was lush, and inviting, she she stayed on the path she had chosen- Better not to stray...
A glance back told her that her adopted father Andor was but a few paces in front; the guards a few paces behind.
How she hated all this, she didnt blame her brotherfor running off like that...

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

Turwaithiel stood in the middle of the forest, her eyes gazing at the rushing water of the River Andurin. Then, she heard an snap of an twig behind her. She quickly notched her bow and turned, ready. But nothing was there but the shadows.

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

At last Erana arrived the forrest and dismounted her steed. She took Mara's reins to guild her while she entered the wood.

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