-I tried this on a different forum, but it didn't turn out to be too good. So I thought I'd try it out again here!-

A solitary thief stood on a raised platform, a rope draped around her neck. A proud old man stood beside her, reading a list he had with much importance.

"...This woman has commited crimes against our great city of Minas Tirith. Thus, we find this trial..." he continued with his unceasing drone, lulling all but the oblivious to his speech to sleep.

"Not much of a trial." she muttered. The executioner slapped her, growling," Shut up, you worthless piece of dung." She rolled her eyes and scanned her gaze over the crowd, spotting the few young men who eyed her with interest.

As well they would have. She had a beautiful face,her silver eyes with slashes of green instantly drawing any man's gaze. Her auburn hair was in a high bun,with a small braid hanging down by her face,adorned by a single leaf made of bronze. She wore a black corset with a white shirt, and forest green pants. Her boots were brown and reached up almost to her knee, perfect for hiding daggers.

As the anouncer's speech finally came to a slow stop, the exocutioner smiled grimly from under his black hood. "Are you ready, sweetheart?" he asked tauntingly. "Yes,"she answered simply, a look of defiance on her face. Where are they? she thought,scanning the crowds once more. They'd better come quickly, or there'll be no me to rescue.

OOC: heh just the place for my char...

Name: Neracelc

Age: Unknown

Appearance: Bald head, many tattooes covering his body, scared body and brown eyes...

Family: None

Weapons: A scimitar

Animals: his black horse

Clothing: Black boots, a brown leather belt, a brown pants and a brown robe, which hides his chainmail armour. black gloves...

History:

Very mysterious man who served the dark lord as a spy and assasin among the people of gondor, after the war he left and disappearred to resurface in Minas Tirith, but unluckily he got into a fight and was going to be thrown to jail, if he hadn`t escaped it. He is now running without a destination and will do anything just to live, but now he has found a new master to serve and has been sent after a certain person...

------------------------------

A man moved in the crowd around the platfrorm un-noticed, he was covered in robes and held his right hand on his belt and the other had disappeared into the depths of the robes. He walked close to the platform and smiled slightly as he looked at the ones on the platform. He kept his hood up covering his tattooed and bald head, which might have been known by some as one of the most dangerous men ever set fpot on minas trith soil. He seemed quite relaxed and looked at the thief as, if waiting for a sign.

Just give me a sign...or I`ll have to do it myself...

Neracelc looked at the execution platform with a cold smile on his face.

_________________

Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

OOC: Wow;that was fast...

Lessien's gaze passed over the crowd, pausing on a strangly dressed man near the outskirts of the mob. Something about him seemed strange, different. His gaze, as far as she could tell, was not concentrated on her body. It was something else. Perhaps her face?

Oh well. Robbers can't be choosers. Well, half the time anyway, she thought. Lessien looked at where she might have seen a face instead of a dark hood, her eyes sending a message. 'Please help me,' they seemed to scream. 'Now is your chance! Now!'

The people seemed to laugh after a moment of silence and Neracelc seemed to laugh among them as the executioner prepared for the kill, everyone looked at the platform so no one noticed as Neracelc took out a kinfe that was obviously out. He threw it in the air and grabbed it by the blade throwing it to the executionres chest who fell dead on the platform many guards drew swrds at that moment.

In death silence the crowd back down from Neracelc who climbed relaxed onto the stage, he threw his hood down and drew his scimitar.

"So fair people of Gondor! I have once more defyed your rule and will, but you won`t stop me now or ever..."

He cut her ropes and pulled her.

"So...trough the chaos of the crowd or trough that door over there... don`t worry thief I got this all planed out...as usual..."

He took out the dagger putting it on his belt, next the guards surrounded the platform, but one got from Neracelc scimitar to his throat and Neracelc gave the woman her own sword.

"I found it laying in some weapon storage, but it`s your I believe..."

Neracelc kept his scimitar at hand keeping that guards away waiting for her to get ready to escape.

OOC: But of course I am pleased to see new rpers... and new members so welcome! As you can see I am a bad guy & heavy metal fan

_________________

Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Ooc: Cool! And thanks for the warm welcome!

Lessien looked at him, shock written all over her face. At least, it see!5{all over her face, but was proven as an act as a guard foolishly tried to get her from behind. "Poor gullible little weaklings," she muttered, her sword run through his chest. She yanked out the sword and turned to her rescuer. "Now what? Are we- oh, hang on," she said,twirling her sword and smoothly cutting a man's side. Lessien knocked him to the ground and hit him on the forehead with the hilt of her sword,knocking the law-abiding guard unconsious. "Are we leaving this dump of a White City?"

"I wouldn`t want anything more at the moment...."

Neracelc sliced two guards in the face after throwing the swords away with his own and jumped trough the gap pulling her with him and ran towards an opening that lead to the gate. He pushed people out of his way and ran into a dark allet nearby.

He quickly returned on his horse and brought another one for her, he gave the horse to her as the guards closed at them screamng orders.

"Come on! Let`s get out of here..."

_________________

Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Lessien mounted the stallion, spurring it into a smooth gallop immediately. When the two renegades had gone far from the city, she slowed her horse to a walk. "Did you say what your name was? I need to thank you correctly for the save back in the city." Lessien held out her hand to shake his. "Mine's Lessien, by the way. Jinx to those who know, well, knew me."

Neracelc drew his hood on covering his head with a grim smile on his face and put his scimitar on it`s place on his belt.

"I am Neracelc... I served the dark lord upon a time when assasins were useable and payed well.... now... I am chased by all of the worlds hypocrite`s for my crimes... I might have killed their family, cousins, friends or just broke the law of their land...but of course I still do my job besides defying Gondor and all the others... don`t worry... I am not after you because luckily no one has putten a price on your head..."

Neracelc rode on calmly with a small smile on his face.

"You? What have you been up to in your life? Just a thief in the streets of Gondor..."

_________________

Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

((I'll join as Elenanna Lothenedhel, the daughter of the Lady Galadriel...you can find her bio in the character section))

Elenanna grunted as she killed the bounty hunter, and sighed. She looked around, and sighed softly, before wiping the blood off her sword. She whistled for her mare, and sheathed her sword. The silver Meara trotted up, and she got on, before heading back to Minas Tirith. Bounty Hunters had informed her that she was being sought after, by a group of people, who wanted revenge on her parents. Who these people were, she had no clue.

_________________

"Yes, just a thief. But one of the most wanted in that city." Lessien smiled. "Of course, I was supposed to be raised as an elven noble, because of this-" she showed him her slightly pointed ears-" and of my father's status. I'm happy that I ran." She frowned. To herself, she whispered," I need to go back someday..."

Neracelc smiled because he slightly enjoyed being along with the "Same kind of persons", thiefs, assasins and murderers to be exact. He straightened his robes and then turned back to her.

"So...do you have anything particular in mind for now? Anywhere to go to? Or just looking to rob someone?"

Neracelc smiled.

She would exprience more than a painful death, if she would have the guts to touch his purse or posessions

_________________

Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Elenanna galloped silently through the forest, and soon came out. Her hood fell off, revealing her silver hair.

_________________

"I feel that I need to rob someone. You know, to calm my nerves a bit." Lessien smirked, throwing her dagger up in the air and catching it with her left hand.

When the elf entered the clearing, the smirk grew. What a perfect chance to 'calm my nerves'. This elf must have something of value.

Neracelc couldn`t help a grim smile creeping on his face, he knew the elf from before becase they had met when she had tried to imprisson him and save a certain person, but that was another story. He looked at the elf with his hood down and smiled, he poked his "Friend"

"That`s Elenanna Lothendhel.... your welcome to rob her if you wish.. it`s no problem, but perhaps it`s a pleasure seeing her get robbed"

Neracelc smiled as he examined the following events.

_________________

Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Elennna slowed her mare down as she came out. It slowed down to a canter, and she looked around. A horse and two rider's caught her eye, and she narrowed them. One of the figures looked familar to her.

_________________

A cloaked figure watched as the two thieves and the elf faced each other, a slight smile came to her face, her mouth was all you could see for her hood covered the rest of her face. She leaned against a tree but she was hidden from the road. She waited to see what would happen.