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| Author: | Amoniel [ November 13th, 2005, 3:17 am ] |
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i had a great plot that i just thought of...hehe... so MiddleEarth is progressing into the Rule of Men, but there are rebels planning an attack... good guys and bad guys welcome, more of my plot will be revealed as we go along.... Amoniel closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead. The scrolls and parchment infront of her were confusing. She was trying to decode them but she was having difficulties. She was in a busy tent full of soliders and other men. It was a busy job, working as a spy for MiddleEarth but someone had to do it. Amoniel was 20 and at her prime in work. Although she had gotten married to Dominic, a Ranger, she still managed to keep her job and personal life balanced. "Suilaid. Manen nalyë?" A handsome voice said in her ear. Amoniel turned to see her husband smiling broadly at her. "Im maer. Im gelir ceni ad lÃn!" Amoniel grinned. Dominic bent over and kissed her. "What are you working on?" he said. "Oh,stuff that I recovered from Isengard." Amoniel sighed. "Interesting." Dominic said. "Hardly." Dominic chuckled and pulled up a chair next to her desk. His blue eyes were twinkling. I love this man Amoniel thought, she smiled and went back to work. |
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| Author: | Deawen Elsent [ November 13th, 2005, 8:06 am ] |
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(oh would you have gotten this plot from "Tricksters choice" and "tricksters Queen"? it sounds just like and i love those books!) hmm how to start Deawen 26 of age 5'6 blue eyes long coppery hair wears alot of black,blues dresses arn't her favorite thing to wear. keeps to her self most of the time. is one of the rebellous folks cuz Aragorn is making her Dragon Tears join him or disband and she doesn't want to so she get reblellous.! her history will be revealed later. `~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Deawen was alone this was the second time she was fighting for her right to have an army. Deawen 's ancesstress fought the same battle. Deawen was camped with her men in the white mountains she was hiding from the gondorains she was trapped but not in vain. |
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| Author: | Amoniel [ November 13th, 2005, 11:48 am ] |
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actually no.... although i just started Tricksters Choice... thats cool! Amoniel yawned and stretched. "They're sending me off some where to spy." Amoniel smiled. "Alright," Dominic nodded. Amoniel smiled wearily. Usually one of her 'jobs' could last up to months or more. "I'm leaving tonight."Amoniel looked at her husband. Dominic nodded. "I hope it won't be that long, I am just spying on some rebels that we got news of. I'm not sure that they are even there but some of the prisoners... well lets just say that they give away information." "Where are you going to?" "Some where in the mountains." |
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| Author: | Deawen Elsent [ November 13th, 2005, 12:09 pm ] |
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well it sounds like it the plot.) Deawen walked back to her camp 500 wonderful she thought. |
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| Author: | Amoniel [ November 13th, 2005, 12:30 pm ] |
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(really cool!lol... o well) Amoniel went back to her tent and packed her things. Dominic entered. "When are you leaving?" He asked. He hugged her. "Soon, I have to go up to Lord Aragorn and see if he has any further instructions." Amoniel smiled. She kissed him. "I'll miss you." Dominic whispered. "I know, I will to." They kissed again and Amoniel left to go up to see the king. *** "Lord Aragorn." Amoniel bowed. "Lady Amoniel." Amoniel nodded. "Do you have any more instructions?" Amoniel said. "Other than what you have already been told, no." Aragorn said. "THank you my lord." "Have a safe journey." |
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| Author: | Rhavaniel Falathiel [ November 13th, 2005, 12:32 pm ] |
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may I join? Name : Rhavaniel (Rani) Gender : Femlale Race : elf Appearance : tall, raven black hair, green eyes Character : friendly, loyal, helpfull, wise ect... Wears: Tunic's Occupation : Archer ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rhavaniel leant back on the post, waiting for her Misstres to arrive. She had been there for quite a while now, and kept slipping into an uneasy slumber. Suddenl she started up, foir what seemed the tweentieth time, and looked around, hand on her bow. Then she leant back again. Dosing |
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| Author: | Rhavaniel Falathiel [ November 13th, 2005, 12:35 pm ] |
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may I join? Name : Rhavaniel (Rani) Gender : Femlale Race : elf Appearance : tall, raven black hair, green eyes Character : friendly, loyal, helpfull, wise ect... Wears: Tunic's Occupation : Archer ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rhavaniel leant back on the post, waiting for her Misstres to arrive. She had been there for quite a while now, and kept slipping into an uneasy slumber. Suddenl she started up, foir what seemed the tweentieth time, and looked around, hand on her bow. Then she leant back again. Dosing |
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| Author: | Amoniel [ November 13th, 2005, 12:56 pm ] |
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sure! Amoniel swung up on her horse Hareth. The mare pranced excitedly. "Mára mesta" Amoniel muttered to her husband. She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. Then they were off. Hareth's golden body streaking down Pelenor Field. |
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| Author: | Deawen Elsent [ November 13th, 2005, 1:09 pm ] |
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good luck though i hope you know what your doing.... |
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| Author: | Amoniel [ November 13th, 2005, 1:45 pm ] |
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ok lol |
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| Author: | Deawen Elsent [ November 13th, 2005, 2:07 pm ] |
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or know what your getting into.... Deawen's scouts reported a distrubance in the gondorains Deawen ordered a blackout. |
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| Author: | Lady Isteleth [ November 13th, 2005, 2:50 pm ] |
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I'll join...my character is in the CD..... Isteleth was stood at her fathers' side, her hand resting gently on the hilt of her sword. "Ada...." she said gently, he hushed her, he was bent over a pile of papers, trying to de-code them, Isteleth sighed and rolled her eyes. |
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| Author: | Deawen Elsent [ November 13th, 2005, 10:09 pm ] |
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the phantoms and Dragon tears all covered the fires and camped high up the mountain in treacherous places to travel if not skilled. "my lady Deawen two phantoms were captured "they know where we are.." |
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| Author: | Amoniel [ November 14th, 2005, 12:08 am ] |
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Amoniel stopped Hareth when she reached the mountains. She took shelter behind some tall trees and started to make camp. She untacked Hareth and put a halter and short lead on her. "Stay near and keep quiet." Amoniel whispered. Hareth tossed her head. Amoniel pulled her dark green cloak over her hair and secured her pack beneath a log. Amoniel loosened her sword in its sheath and made her way to find the camp. |
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| Author: | Deawen Elsent [ November 14th, 2005, 8:19 am ] |
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later another scout reported soemthing else "a spy or scout is near by find it's way towards us..." "then we play a game it's a good night for one i think" Deawen smiled she sent out seven Phantoms to lead this spy away "no harm just agame" she told them the phantoms moved swiftly through the mountains stopping every 50 feet finally they reached thier goal the made some noise to left then to right moving around never in one space for long. |
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| Author: | Amoniel [ November 18th, 2005, 1:04 am ] |
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Amoniel jumped from a sound near her. Amoniel sighed. She knew she had to be more careful. Slowly she made her way back to her camp. She sat down beside where Hareth was stood. She sat down on the dirt and crossed her legs. putting her hands palm up on her knees she closed her eyes... waiting... |
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