(I'll join! I have two characters that would both go good here! I'll just play them both! that should be pretty easy!(I've done it tons of times before))

first:
name: Rochendilwen
called by: Dilwen
means: Lover of horses
race: elf
build: like all elves,fairskined, skinney but strong. She's around 5'6".
eyecolor: bright blue/green with dashes of gold.
hair color: golden-orange(red-head)
hair length: to elbow
choice of weapon: long bow, with arrows. a longsword at her side, and two twin short sword at her back.
weapon color:bow: brown with red handle. arrows:white tip, black body, red feathers longsword: grey blade, with hit made of gold, and shaped like a dragon. shortswords: silver blades, yellow hilt.
prefured clothing: she travels and stuff in a dress like:http://www.rivendellbridal.com/lotherielfrontpics.html(eccept the cloke is black)
history: born in Mirkwood, she was trained in the ways of the warrier, she knows no healing, only the basic ways of bandaging wounds. She came to help Minas-Tirith in battle, and has been here for only a weak now.
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Rochendilwen sat on a crate, in Minas-Tirith, She was on the 6th level. Rockendilwen was sharpening her long sword, her bow and quiver ready by her side. While working she sang
Uich gwennen na 'wanath ah na dhín.
An uich gwennen na ringyrn ambar hen.
Boe naid bain gwannathar,
Boe cuil ban firitha.

Boe naer gwannathach

Her hood covered her golden orange hair...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

2nd character:

name: Drake
means:Dragon
race: human
build: strong, avrage size. (has a six pack)
look: dark complection. brown shagy hair, dark brown eyes.
weapon: Dunadian long sword, and Dunadain bow and arrows.
usual cloths: leather armur, vest, pants, and riding boots, plus black cape.
Valubles: a gold pendents with a fierce dragon on it.
history: born somewere in the Shire, he was taken from his parents at birth, and has only known the life of a Dunadain ranger.
steed: name: Torillwen
gender: stallion color: black

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a rider with a black cloak, with the hood pulled over the face looked apon the city of Minas-Tirith. His black horse becoming jumping, and sidestepping at the sight of the orcs. The rider, clicked, and heeled his steed, making him desend the mountain side. At the edge of the palanor fields, the black horse broke out to a gallop tward the city gate. The rider's tattered black cloak flying behind him, alsomt giving him the appearence of a black rider. stopping at the great gates, he put his hood down, revealing black hair, and a dirty, tired face. The gate opened, and the weary rider rode into the great court yard...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08