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Post subject: A Hint of Darkness Posted: November 10th, 2005, 12:42 am |
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Joined: 03 June 2005 Posts: 4293 Location: In my Mind... ?
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(good and bad guys welcome. i dont want to make a specific plot because i think a random plot would be more exciting... my character is Amoniel [no longer Neal... lol... it all depends on how i feel] enjoy)
Amoniel rested under the elm tree, she was holding her horses reins loosely as she dozed off in the autumn morning sun. The golden leaves fell around her in the woods a couple leaques away from Rohan. Her ink green cloak was wrapped around her as a chilly breeze whispered through the trees. It seemed like many hours before she heard something that caught her atention...
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Post subject: Posted: November 10th, 2005, 6:22 am |
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Joined: 05 July 2005 Posts: 3353 Location: My stables
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Deawen walked through the forest softly her horse walking behind her freely. Deawen picked up a stick as she went Bredol nickered and nudged her shoulder Deawen brushed him away but Bredol was persistent he pushed her forward with his head"Bredol!" Deawen chuckled he began to crowd her towards a tree "BREDOL!" she laughed but a bit of panick in her voice. she was up against the tree she pushed away then climbed into the saddle "YOu wanna run then lets go!!" Deaewn kicked the stirrups and Bredol took off flying through the trees Deawen leaned in to avoid branches and wind the. Deaewn tapped the copper coat and the horse pranced a bit raising his head high and picking up his feet Deawen dropped the riegns and used her hands through i series of taps to direct the horse Bredol slowed down after awile and they walked through the trees.Deawen spotted a stranger near by she stopped Bredol the horse nickered Deawen listened for any sign of an attack.
_________________ Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes
as always a hero comes home
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Post subject: Posted: November 10th, 2005, 12:32 pm |
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Joined: 13 August 2005 Posts: 923 Location: South Africa, the bottom end of nowhere important...
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(OOC: A perfect place to introduce... him...)
*Maleon smiled to himself, as he rode at the head of the massive column of orcs, goblins, and humans. He was getting closer to where he wanted to go; where he could begin his destruction afresh. There, he would test the power of, and ultimately crush, all good realms of Middle Earth, and take up the seat of the one they called Morgoth. He smied even broader, a cruel, menacing smile; and Sen was there as well...*
_________________ "True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire
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Post subject: Posted: November 10th, 2005, 6:51 pm |
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SEn are you being EVIL! AHHHH my world is shrinking oh the world will be destroyed and my father and i will have to save it do you relise thats not good! Dad+saving = Destruction)
Deawen moved on past the stranger Deawen moved through the forest till she got to a road turned left and walked down with bredol freely walking beside her Deawen heard noise ahead she slowed her walk the sounds were of marching beings Deawen hesitated going around the bend it sounded very close Deawen walked ahead around the bend and saw a very large host marching towards her Deawen sprinted back she yelled to bredol she put her foot in the stirrup but it slipped she fell on her back Deawen scambled to her feet Bredol reared Suddenly Deawen covered her head.Bredol landed over Deawen's crouched form he was protecting her.
_________________ Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes
as always a hero comes home
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Post subject: Posted: November 10th, 2005, 6:52 pm |
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SEn are you being EVIL! AHHHH my world is shrinking oh the world will be destroyed and my father and i will have to save it do you relise thats not good! Dad+saving = Destruction)
Deawen moved on past the stranger Deawen moved through the forest till she got to a road turned left and walked down with bredol freely walking beside her Deawen heard noise ahead she slowed her walk the sounds were of marching beings Deawen hesitated going around the bend it sounded very close Deawen walked ahead around the bend and saw a very large host marching towards her Deawen sprinted back she yelled to bredol she put her foot in the stirrup but it slipped she fell on her back Deawen scambled to her feet Bredol reared Suddenly Deawen covered her head.Bredol landed over Deawen's crouched form he was protecting her.
_________________ Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes
as always a hero comes home
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Post subject: Posted: November 10th, 2005, 10:48 pm |
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Joined: 03 June 2005 Posts: 4293 Location: In my Mind... ?
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Amoniel jumped up, they sound of drums, a horse, and a loud trumpet called. Amoniel swung up on to her horse Hareth. Hareth reared, her golden palomino coat shone in the sun. Hareth took off toward the sound. It wasn't long before they reached the horrible scene. A large band was marching toward a cowarding young woman and her proud horse who was standing above her, ready to fight to death to save his master. Amoniel reacted quickly, she grabbed her bow and arrow. Within a second, one of the band had fallen over dead, an arrow lodged in his throat. Amoniel was going to make sure the band was going to regret ever coming near her and her horse Hareth.
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Post subject: Posted: November 10th, 2005, 11:52 pm |
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Joined: 13 August 2005 Posts: 923 Location: South Africa, the bottom end of nowhere important...
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(OOC: Surely you do not mean the same people I am talking about?)
_________________ "True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire
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Post subject: Posted: November 11th, 2005, 1:02 am |
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Joined: 03 June 2005 Posts: 4293 Location: In my Mind... ?
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i am not sure... whoever Deawen is talking about...
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Post subject: Posted: November 11th, 2005, 10:07 am |
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Joined: 13 August 2005 Posts: 923 Location: South Africa, the bottom end of nowhere important...
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(Well, if you are, I doubt one arrow will make much of a difference. Think of the force marching against Minas Tirith in ROTK, and times that by 1 and a third, and that is the force marching behind Maleon...)
_________________ "True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire
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Post subject: Posted: November 11th, 2005, 5:21 pm |
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Joined: 05 July 2005 Posts: 3353 Location: My stables
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AHHHHH....okay
Deawen qiuckly got to her feet she made ready she swung into the saddle drew her sword and made Bredol Circle around she charged forward towards the great host "Who are you!? Why do you March in this land?!" Deawen shouted Bredol Reared up Again as Deawen shouted his ears turned back to her nostrils flaring Bredol pawed the ground ready to charge as sson as Deawen gave the word. Bredol was not a "War Horse" in build but he was perfect For Deawen. Deawen waited for a reply
_________________ Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes
as always a hero comes home
Last edited by Deawen Elsent on November 12th, 2005, 12:17 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Post subject: Posted: November 11th, 2005, 9:59 pm |
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OOC: YAY! I've got a new charry and I'm gonna try her out here.. doesn't have much of a history except that she's an easterling and she's evil. Has jet black hair and unusual chestnut almost red eyes that do actually turn red when she's angry or excited. Usually wears red or black. oh btw her name is Gira Thogrom.
To Maleon's right rode Sen, but on his left was a dark lady, hooded and cloaked. Her bright fiery red eyes peered out of her hood over the landscape as she rode her jet black horse that had been stolen from Rohan long ago. She brandished a crimson sword and had a malicious smile on her face, she was quite at home among battles and couldn't wait for this one to start.
Gira could not see the orc that went down but she heard the outcries of the orcs around him and knew that it had begun.
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Post subject: Posted: November 11th, 2005, 10:52 pm |
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Joined: 03 June 2005 Posts: 4293 Location: In my Mind... ?
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Amoniel quickly spun Hareth around and galloped deeper into the woods.
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Post subject: Posted: November 12th, 2005, 12:32 am |
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I found a pic for Gira Thogrom. She looks nice and not evil in the pic so maybe (I'm just gonna let this rp play out) she turns good or was once good at one time.

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Post subject: Posted: November 12th, 2005, 1:50 am |
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Joined: 03 June 2005 Posts: 4293 Location: In my Mind... ?
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ooo pretty!!
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Post subject: Posted: November 12th, 2005, 12:23 pm |
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Joined: 05 July 2005 Posts: 3353 Location: My stables
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ooo i like this post it's fun !)
Deawen scanned the host carefully she spottted a cloaked woman and SEn...Deawen stared in shock bredol sense her uneasiness he shifted and snorted. Deawen eyes went a pale blue she shuddered was this the force Sen had spoken of not that long ago?
_________________ Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes
as always a hero comes home
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Post subject: Posted: November 12th, 2005, 2:46 pm |
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Joined: 03 June 2005 Posts: 4293 Location: In my Mind... ?
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Amoniel stopped Hareth behind some trees. The host was moving quickly. Amoniel was still trying to figure out what to do.
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