Name: Nessa Miriel
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Appearance (facial): She has thick wavy dark brown hair that goes to her mid-back. She often wears it pulled back into a low tail to keep it out of her way. Her eyes are hazel. Her skin is rather pale although she spends most of her time outside in the wilderness.

Clothing: Her clothing is extremely simple, consisting of a long sleeved black shirt, and dark brown pants made of soft leather. She thinks that armor interferes with movement and speed so for protection (if it can be called that) she wears a light brown leather vest that is open in the front. Since she does a lot of walking in wild terrain she has cream colored leather boots that go to her mid shin. They are extremely flexible and soft, allowing for easy movement and comfort.

Weapons: A 40" elven sword, and a short curved hunting knife.

Personality: She prefers to keep to herself although a nice conversation is always welcome. She is independent, with a fiery temper and spirit to match. Although she is untrusting of strangers, once her friendship is earned she is faithful to the end.

History: Nessa grew up in an elven village on the edge of mirkwood. Although the elves there aided their kin when the need arised, few knew about them. Her father taught her to wield a sword with supreme skill and that fact made her fit in with the boys much more than the girls. She liked nothing more than to spar with the warriors-in-training, and often ended up winning.
When she was in her late hundreds (the equivilant of a 16 year old?) she went out on a hunting trip by herself. When she returned three days later she found her village leveled and her family and friends either captured or slain by warg riders. On that day she swore to hunt the warg riders until her revenge was fulfilled. She spent decades hunting and killed countless wargs and riders. She perfected her technique in battle and soon was a figure that the orcs knew and loathed.
While quest to destroy the ring was occuring, Nessa joined a small scouting party of Galadhrim in an attempt to forget the events in her past and move on. After fourteen years with them a fateful battle occured. The scouting group was strong and could hold there own against most enemies. But on a stormy automn night the group was attacked by a pack of uruk-hai. All of the elves were slain save for three and they were toyed with until the uruk-hai grew bored and left them to die. Two of them passed on after only a few hours but Nessa miraculously managed to survive the night and get to Lothlorien. After her wounds had been treated she left the golden wood.
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Nessa walked up the steps to one of the many stables in Edoras. The double doors were open since the day was warm and breezy, perfect for being outdoors. She located a man who appeared to be the stable master and made her way over to him.
"Do you loan horses?" she asked him.
The man nodded, not even turning from the paper he was examining.
"Well, that's great because I need one."
The man looked up, "you got money?"
Nessa reached into her pack and pulled out a few coins. The man took them, and after a brief moment of counting he pointed to a stall. Nessa opened the stall, not bothering to put tack on the horse. She spoke a few words in elvish to it and walked out of the stable, just as she had hoped the horse followed.

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Name-Elenanna Lothenedhel

Translation- Stargift, Blossom of Elves

Birth Year-SA 4048

Skills-Can use any weapon given to her, also controls the element of Air, telepathy and foresight-given to her by her mother.

Hair-Silver colored

Eyes-Silver

Face-resembles her mother and sisters

Lineage- Mother- Galadirel
Father- Celeborn

Siblings-Celebrian and Falathiel

Married?- Yes, to a high Elf, Voronwë

Children?- Yes, twins, Nedhudir(M) and Eruaveil(F)

Weapons- Mithril Elven daggers with 8 inch long handles-Names are Din (Silent) and Aha (Rage)
Bow of the Galadhrimm, along with a quiver
Mithril longsword with a black,gold, and silver handle-named Celebmegil (Silversword)

Animals-An immortal silver Meara, Shadowpax, the daughter of Shadowfax, and twin immortal gray/white half wolves, Mellon and Draug

Basic clothing-Not in battle- blue tunc with silver etchings and white breeches along with her Lothloren cloaks and brown boots. She also wears a silver belt
Battle- Grey-silver tunic and breeches, her armor which has her symbol on it (the blossom) and she doesnt wear a helm but a band with a protective ornament shaped as a dragon which covers her nose and around her eyes, black boots and her red cloak.

History- Elenanna was born in Lothlorien. She was raised as a warriror and soon became one of the March Wardens of Lothlorien, along with the rank of a Master Archer. She is called the Blossom of Lothlorien because of her exceeding beauty, and also her widsom
In TA 20, soon after the Last Alliance, she met Voronwë, a high elf of Mirkwood. He was actually the uncle of Legolas Thranduillion, who would be born soon. Elenanna and Voronwë fell deeply in love and soon married.
They had twins, who were slightly older than Arwen Undomiel. Elenanna and Voronwë moved to Imraldis, where they dwelled for over two thousand years.
When Celebrian was travelling to Lothlorien, Elenanna, who was with child accompanied her. When they were attacked, Elenanna was forced to drink a solution that tasted foul. She didn't know that it was supposed to kill the child.
When they were rescued by the twins, Elenanna worried for Celebrian. They both recovered fully, but Elenanna's child had been a stillborn. Voronwë and Elenanna mourned over the loss of their child and Celebrian, but they soon recovered.
Elenanna stayed in Imraldis for a while and in TA 2985 she went to Lothlorien with her daughter, Eruaveil and they stayed there until the summer of 3018. They went back to Imraldis along with Arwen and was greeted warmly. She went to the council, and was made a Protector of Frodo. She protected him througout most of the quest, but was captured by Sauron and tortued for informatiion, but not enough to turn her into an Orc, and apparently not enough to get her to give him the information. She was nearly dead when she was brought out to be a token for an agreement. She was grabbed by Aragorn before the last stand of Men. Surprisingly, she managed to survive the last Battle. She recovered fully, and went to Aragorn's coronation and her neice's wedding. She lived in Gondor and acheived many honors. She will continue to live there until her King has died, then she will travel to the Undying Lands.
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Elenanna watched the elf from a distance, her silver eyes shining. She turned and smiled at the mare, before patting it's nose, and turning back to the elleth. She made a few steps, silent of course, and started following the other elf.

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Nessa walked to the gates of the city before mounting the horse. She looked behind her and saw another elf. 'That's odd,' she thought, 'I assumed only humans lived in Rohan. Unless she's just passing through like me.'

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"Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer."

Elenanna sighed softly and removed the hood, revealing the silken silver hair, revealing who she was. She placed her hands on her mare's reins and led her toward the entrance.

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Name: Nauriel Rochnur (means fire maiden, horse friend)
Age:16

Weapons: Long bow, glaive. Pretty good at hand to hand combat.

Physical description: Small (five feet) and is sprite like. She has brown hair that is tied back, and forest green eyes.

Clothing: Forset colors. A forest green long sleeved shirt, brown breeches, and suple brown boots. A leather jerkin.

History: She was born on the outskirts of Rohan, right next to the Fangorn Forest. Her last name is her father's (Rochnur) He had a special gift with horses, and could communicate with them. While he was away hunting, bandits took his home. They burned everthing, and left everyone dead, except his baby daughter, who could not be found. It is not known how she escaped. 14 years later, a traveler found a young girl, naked, running through the woods. He took her to the elves in mirkwood, who taught her sppech and archery. She took up the glaive, and has a natural talent for it. she can communicate with animals(not in words, but in thought, but there will be dialuge, just to make it easier to understand) She also has a small gift for fire magic, like her name suggests. Two years later, she left Mirkwood and went back to Rohan.

Personality: Shy, but willing to fight to get her way. She loves nature, and more often than not sleeps outside. She is very cautious of strangers, but in a situation where she is with friends, she is very out going and loud. Since she was with the elves, she knows both elvish and common tongue.

Animal companions: Any animal is her friend, and will accompany her, but the one animal that stays with her is her hawk, Tirza, a small almost all red hawk that she rescued as a chick who had fallen from it's nest. When she needs to ride, Arrio is there. Arrio is Chocolate brown stallion, with a cream colored mane. He is wild, and has never been in a stall, but he lets Nauriel ride him bareback, without reigns




Nauriel galloped along on Arrio as they sped across the plains of Rohan. Tirza flew behind, watching with her keen eyesite. Right before the gates of Edoras, Arrio stopped. Nauriel slid from his back. "That was fun." She told him. "Thank you"
"The pleasure was mine" He replied. 'Just don't get too used to it" He joked.
"I'll try not to" She lept up the stairs, and Tirza alighted on her shoulder. She had to have layers of thick leather sewn into that shoulder to keep Tirza's claws from digging into her flesh. "We need to hurry" Nauriel said "We'll be late" She was supposed to meet her friend. Glancing around her eyes fell upon two elves, one blonde haired, the other dark haired.
"What are evles doing in Rohan?" She wondered. She scurried along as Tirza cried
"We're gonna be late! Move it!"
"what a pushy little creature, you are" Nauriel said sarcastically
"Thank you" Tirza said as she preened her self

Nessa's attention turned to face the newcomer. 'She rides in the elven style,' Nessa thought. 'Without saddle or bridle.' Her curiosity had been wakened and she moved her horse to the side to clear the gateway.

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(lol..her hair is silver..read her bio!)

Elenanna smiled as she mounted her mare, and she saw the newcomers as well. She noticed the way one of them rode her horse, in the elven style. She raised her eyebrow, before nudging Shadowpax into a walk.

((she rides Shadowpax bareback, but she uses reins, though rarely...just letting you know))

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Hey I'm gonna join, if that's ok.

name: Morwen Durelen (lit Translation: Dark maiden Dark star)
age: (at the end of the war of the ring) 2501
race: elven
gender: female
appearance: straight ligth brown hair that reaches mid abck when braided, clsoer to ehr waist when it's unbraided. Vivid green eyes and a slender build as well as pale skin.
attire: basically what strider wore in FotR
weapons: a bow and a sword, as well as a few throwing daggers.
personality: stubborn, but still a friendly and kind person. Also is somewhat of a free-spirit
history: she lsot her parents when she was young, and until she was odl enough, she resided in teh house of Elrond. ocne Elrond let her, she went off and became an elven ranger. During ehr jounreys she met Elenanna and the two formed a bond, though i don't see each otehr too terribly often.
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Morwen rode her horse so she was semi-near the otehrs and recognized them all as elves. Her hood was up, hiding her elven features. she looked around and a smile touched her lips, she recognized one of the otehr trhee elves.

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((hello mellon nin))

Elenanna smiled as she felt a presence she hadn't felt in a while.

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When the third elf entered their midst Nessa finally spoke. "Well I didn't expect to see so many elves in Rohan. If it's not to bold to ask, what are you all doing here?"

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"Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer."

Morwen pulled off ehr hood and said, "I was jsut wanderign around, seeing if i could find an old friend.. who i've seemed to ahve found. Morwen sent a friendly smiel at Elenanna.

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Elenanna nodded. "I'm here on buisness, and was preparing to leave toward Gondor."

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(I'm gonna join, if it's okay with you guys...)

Name: Aramel Redwood
Race: Elves
Age: 2936
Appearance: Hazel eyes, brunette hair, (long) slender figure, elf ears
Apparel: Long Lothlorien cape, red silk gown, bare feet, a flower in her hair
Bio: Aramel was born in Lothlorien. Her parents were Ithilwen and Faeron. When she was very little, they left her under the care of Lady Galadriel and Celeborn. She was raised there, and learned how to use a sword and bow. Sword's name was 'Red Flame' in Elvish: 'Ruin'.
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Nessa then noticed another Elf who was wandering by, humming to herself, not seeming to notice the others.

Um, did you guys relize she's not riding anymore? She got off before she got into Edoras.

Nauriel leaned against the barn, waiting for her friend. She eyed the elves causiously. "what are all these elves doing here?" She wondered. Then one of the elves turned her head, and caught Nauriel's eye. "Could it be?" She wondered. "Nessa?" She had met nessa briefly in her stay at Mirkwood, and though they were not the best friends, they were good accaitences (SP, i know. sorry)
She strode over to where the elves were talking "Nessa?" She asked "is It you?"

Silver hair. I'm sorry. I'll get that right next time. Just to let you know, I was thinking about silver blonde hair, not strawberry blonde, so I guess I kinda got it right. Oh well

Um, hello? Is this RPG still going? It was such a good one, I wouldn't want it to go to waste! So please write! Pretty please?

(heh. i've just not been logging in.. cuz I'm lazy.. >.< )

Morwen dismounted her horse and brushed her hair out of her face with a slight wince. she looked at the newest person, who was a short ways off.

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