Story:A group of people has been delayed by some orks. They carried them to a barrack near Mount Doom. The people don't know where they came from nor what they were doing till the orks found them. It is now up to us to continue the story, will they be slaved? Will they serve the Dark Lord voluntarily? Or will they escape?
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My character:
Name: Lostariel
Age: unknown
Gender: female
Birthplace: Unknown, but she woke up in Chetwood
Status: Single
Race: half-wraith
Appearance: She is about 5'6'', slim, almost skinny, long black hair, almost reaching her waist, her eyes are grey and she is really pale. She usually wears a black uniform, sometimes she covers herself with a grey cloak. She looks like a young woman, about 16 or 17 years old.
Personality: She has a sarcastic and cyinical (?) sense of humour, the atmosphere around her is quiet, dark but filled with wisdom and knowledge, she doesn't have many friends and she isn't that much into making friends, she's distrustful and cunning, but honest and she fights with all of her power, her body and her soul.
History: Lostariel arrived in middle-earth a few weeks ago, she woke up in the small forest called Chetwood without any memory except some spells and fighting skills. She wandered around till she reached Osgiliath, stayed there, hidden in a cave near the city, then went away and wandered again, not knowing what to do, where to go or who she is and what happened to her.
So let me begin
Sweat pearled across her face and left a small trace in the dust that covered it. Her hands and knees were bound with some dirty rags. A small fly flew across the small room. Lostariel suddenly coughed, her lung filled with dust and dirt. As the coughs shaked her weakened body, she opened her eyes and blinked a few times until her eyes got used to the dimmed light in the room. Her gaze wandered across the room, she glanced at the heavy door, took a gander at the flaw across the window and sneaked a peek at Mount Doom. She sighed, seeing the mountain and slowly figuring out where she was. Outside she heard some noises, it sounded like ... people, no... creatures. Dirty and rude did they seem to be. Lostariel tried to sit up to get a better view over the room. She gasped as she noticed the other persons in the room. Nobody seemed to be awake... she hoped they'd at least be alive.
... although she didn't know if that would be good for them, as she heard the door open...