This RP is about an elf - who I will play - who was blamed for killing the king's son. At the begining of the RP, she will be galloping away from riders of the king who are trying to capture her. (they will.) She gets taken to prison of her own will, but longs to be freed. Then, a man rescues her from the prison (I'd like Lothwen to fall in love with him) and they meet other people on their journey to Rivendell.

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Characters Needed:
Lothwen ~played by me.
Her Sister ~ taken by Luhunardain
Three riders who capture her - one women and two men
Women ~ Nienna Undome
Man 1 ~ Nauriel Rochnur
Man 2 ~
The man who rescues her and who she falls in love with ~ taken by Angel
more people can join as well, those are just the main characters.
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My character: Lothwen
Siblings: one sister (someone will need to play her)
Horse: a white mare called Silme
Race: High Elf
Weapons: a bow of Lothlorien and a short dagger.
Appearance: 5'4", blue eyes, golden hair, pointed ears. She usually wears a dark blue dress and a light gray hooded cloak.
Personality: kind, smart, strong.
Lothwen leaned against Silme's neck. Her horse was galloping at full speed twards some trees. But she was not riding that fast for fun. Looking back, Lothwen saw three riders closing in on her, drawing nearer by the minute. "Noro lim, Silme, noro lim!" Lothwen said urgently to Silme. Her horse put on an extra spurt of speed, but the three other riders were closing in on her faster than before. Lothwen did not know who they were, but she had a feeling that she did not want them to capture her.

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^Sig set made by me. PM for requests.

"I am he [she =P] that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death."

( I would love to play her sister, but what is her role in the story? When I know, I will post bio and stuff)

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(I will the man who rescues her and who she falls in love with.)

Name: Elegost
Race: Human
Weapons: A gondorian sword and shield also he has an armour as well
Appearance: Long hair, green eyes, good-looking face, 5'7 is his height.
Personality: Annoying, funny, mysterious, loyal

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

[Lothwen's sister will help her out when she's having a hard time. She won't come into the story until she and Elegost reach Rivendell, but until then, you can make posts like journal entries and such. And we can't really start the RP until three pelple join to be the riders who capture Lothwen bucause they're the other characters who first come into the RP.]

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^Sig set made by me. PM for requests.

"I am he [she =P] that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death."

I could play one of the riders and my charrie??

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~Thank you to Estë Undómë for the Beeeautiful Banners & Avvie <3 ~

I'll be Woman but I'm not sure wht part she plays...

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I saw you look away
Is what you've seen too much to take, or are you blind and seeing nothing?
(I saw you run) I saw you run away
Is what I've done too much to take or are you scared of being nothing?

^^ [Yes, both of you can join. Skandar, the woman is one of the riders who captures Lothwen. And Nienna, of course you can be one of the riders! ]

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^Sig set made by me. PM for requests.

"I am he [she =P] that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death."

Lothwen's Journal
They were after me. "Noro lim, Silme!" I said once again. My horse galloped faster, but the three riders surged like the wind after her. Leaning close to Silme's neck, I could tell that her strength was failing. A river approached, it's water bubbling and trickeling over rocks, sounding like many sweet voices. We were almost there when one of Silme's hooves was trapped in one of the traps hunters set that are meant for small animals, not horses. I dismounted and tried desperately to free Silme from the trap. I was not quick enough. The riders came up behind me, and I drew my sword. "Who are you?" I asked. "Why do you follow me?"

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^Sig set made by me. PM for requests.

"I am he [she =P] that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death."

(can I be someone she meets on her way to riverdale?)

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

[^sure. And name correction, it's Rivendell, not riverdale. ]

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^Sig set made by me. PM for requests.

"I am he [she =P] that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death."

(sorry, bad speller!)

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

[^no probs! Now we just have to wait for people to actually post. . .*looks around at possible posters*]

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^Sig set made by me. PM for requests.

"I am he [she =P] that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death."

(Hey! please post this is a really good story)

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

Okay. I'll be the second man who captures her.

Name: Kanoro
Appearence: http://www.gateworld.net/atlantis/graph ... ast_25.jpg (Without the gun, of course.)
History: You'll find out.
Personality: you'll find out. (I'm evil, anrn't I? Actually, I'm just lazy. *sigh*)

Horse: Giant black fresian stallion 18 hands high. http://www.imh.org/imh/bw/images/frrear.jpg

I just have a few questions. Who's son did she supposedly kill? Was it in Mirkwood, and if so, does that mean she is accused of killing Legolas?

(hey Nauriel, friesians can be much taller than just 18hh! just to let you know!)

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

(Okay. I'll make him a gaint! Yeah! Jumbo horse coming to get you! Rahhhhh!)

EDIT (Wait, for a shire horse, 18 hands is on the higher end of the specrum, and they're the largest breed of horse.)