Only twenty years after the death of the great King Aragorn a dark myst has fallen on the land. A myst that devours and those who trifal with it rarely survive.

The moving cloud wanders accross the land devouring life as it goes, leaving behind dead trees, baran waist lands and lifeles corpses where once forests, lush grasslands, and villages used to stand.

A Fable from the old times, tells of such a myst and that the only way to defeat it is to travel inside and overcome the terrors that await. For those who are brave enough a small task force is being assembled. Anyone willing to enter is welcome.


My Character.

Name: Cyril bane

Race: Dunedain

Appearance: About five foot and 10 inches, long black hair just past shoulders, normal build, green eyes, slightly rough looking.

Personality: Harsh, outspoken, hardened from a dificult life.

History: He lived on the plains until he was taken by barbarians who forced himto fight for them. After he grew up he defeated the barbarian king and became their king himself. But instead of rullign over them he went back to his home and disband the armada. Shortly after returning home, however, a strange black myst filled the village and only him and 2 others were left alive after the myst past.... Alive but near death.

Weapons: Numerous throwing knives, several dagers, and two 3 foot swords.

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Name-Turwaithiel
Translation- Victorious among the Elves, Warrior
Race: Woodlen Elf
Birth Year-SA 1492
Hair-Dark brown
Eyes-Silver
Face-resembles her father...an stern yet cheerful face
Lineage- Mother- Ithilwen (deceased)
Father- Tegalad
Siblings-Veryangóle
Cousin-Rhavaniel
Married?-No
Children?-No
Weapons- Rivendell Bow with Mirkwood Arrows, Lothlorien Wrist Dagger, Archer's Bane Sword, An necklace that shine when darkness reigns
Animals: An white and grey spotted Mare named Tathar and a falcon named Blindsight and a small wolf named Nightbane
Pic of falcon: http://www.gyrs.com/images/content_image.jpg
Pic of horse: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/c ... chador.jpg
Pic of wolf: http://library.thinkquest.org/26020/pag ... lf_pup.gif
Pic- http://www.worldofwallpapers.nuche.org/ ... maiden.jpg
Basic clothing: She almost always wears an battle-like clothes; an pair of light brown breeches, an white undershirt with an light dragonscale silver vest on top.
History- Turwaithiel was born and raised in the Mirkwood Forest. Her mother died giving birth to her and her brother, Veryangóle, whom are the same age. Her father then left them in the care of an old Dunedain Ranger as he left and went to the Valnior. Turwaithiel has been raised as an Knight Archer of the Forest and Protecter of the Leaf. She is repected highly for becoming whom she is now. Her brother is in Rohan now helping the king.

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

I'll join! With my character Eruraina... bio up in a sec!

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I would love to join.. and I have to join as Ruth Ann Underhill. I have been thinking up so many other characters right now... I feel the dieing need to use an older one.

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May I join? Here is my bio.

Name: Valaina Manwameldiel (Vah-lye-nah Mahn-awh-mell-dee-ell)
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Age: 2850
Eye color: Aqua
Hair: Raven black, long and flows down her back in soft curls
Appearance: Tall and beautiful with a slender built
Father: Lord Hérion
Mother: Lady Almárëa (deceased)
Brother: Calanon (deceased)
Mare: Anira
Personality: Strong-willed and dignified, she often masks her tender spirit behind an exterior of steel. However, she is extremely faithful and will do all in her power to defend all whom she loves and holds dear.
Weapons: Bow and Arrow, and her Twin Daggers
Other Abilities: Also knows some healing spells
History: Born as a lady of the Mirkwood Court, her mother was slain by an orc brigade when Valaina was a young girl. Saddened by the lost of his beloved wife, her father became cold and distant-showing his daughter the way of the sword, but offering little love or affection. At a young age, she was proficient in both the sword and bow and often joined her elder brother Calanon on his hunting trips. To her he became both father and brother and she was close to him as she had never been to her father. On one fateful day, Calanon was mortally wounded in a skirmish when he saved his sister from an envenomed arrow. Despite her efforts, he soon fell to the shadow and she was left once again to mourn the passing of one whom she loved. After her brother’s death she sometimes traveled around Middle-earth, waging war against the dark forces, determined to make her brother proud.

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AWESOME set by the AMAZING Lembas!!!

Name: Ruth Ann Underhill
Race: Hobbit
Appearance: Brown Curly Hair, Green eyes, Short (big surprise)
Personality: Three words- Curiousity, Protection, and Loyalty.
Weapons: Dagger, Knives, Axe, Sword, Bow and Arrow, anything she picks up, etc.
Perfered Weapon: Sword
Other: A best friend to Aragorn, and much grieved his death. She is cunning and witty when fighting. She uses her strength against the enemies weakness. After Aragorn's death, Ruth Ann left the Shire for good, and roamed around Middle-Earth. She is now joining in this quest as another chance to revive old times of adventure, even though it wouldn't be the same without Aragorn.

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I'd like to join!

Name(s): Theninthiad
Gender: Female
Race: Silvan Elf
Location: Currently Lórien. Theninthiad is nomade, she loves to travel.
Horse: She has a cream-coloured beautiful steed named Niphredil.
Weapons: Theninthiad carries with her at all times her sword, and a bow of Lórien sheathed in her back quiver.
Appearance: Bright blue eyes as clear as water ... her straight black hair flowed lightly down to her knees ... she was tall and her figure was athletically built from her position as a guard. Despite that, she had delicate features and she was beautiful.
History: Theninthiad was one of the Teleri who traveled westward through Middle-earth at the beginning of the First Age. She was also one of those who fell away and left the Great Journey to settle in a land which would later be called Lórien. She was well acquainted with the other Elves of the Northern Borders. She was also very wise, having lived for many ages.

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I really wish I could join, but I'm on vacation...Good luck with the rp!!!

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Thanks Nurratiel, *Ennostiel*, PD, and Githoniel

Welcome everyone! I think we already have enough people to get this things started. And Lasbelingur upi can feel free to jump in after you get back if you still would like to.
Ok I'll go ahead and get the show on the road.


Cyril Bane paced back and forth with a cold stair that burnt through the ground beneath as he waited.
He was waiting for a group to assemble and was eager to take on the mystries of the darkness.

Honestly he had doupts any would show up... But that owuldn't stop him.

The majestic halls of Rivendel (sp?) where the group was to meet almost dampened his spirits in it's beauty. But he would never refer to it as "beauty" out loud.

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okay, here's my bio:

name Lady Eruraina Lusseroch
name means God is Gracious, Horse whisperer
nickname Rain

eye color a mezmerizing blue-green, with a shimmer of gold.

hair:
color a red-gold color(shes one of the few redhead elves)
length to her waste
usual style in a braid held with a leather strap at the end

build She's very tall, about as tall as Legolas(just a comparison for size)
she is quite skinny for being so strong, slightly pale.

marks on her body that make her stand out A scar on her right cheek that goes from the corner of her eye to the corner of her mouth, plus a scar on her toung that goes with the scar on her cheek.

fighting and traveling outfit a silver blouse of the rohan kind, a black vest over that. has black battle pants, and brown riding boots, and black riding gloves. Always has her cloak, and has hood hiding her face.

grand outfit whatever she can find when the time to wear something grand comes.

choice of weapon her longsword, and/or her bow and arrows

sword look picture of hilt below, blade is pure white.

bow/arrows brown wood bow, with black arrows with white feathers.

weapon inscriptions on long sword:elvish:O môr henion i dhû:
Ely siriar, êl síla. english:From darkness I understand the night:
Dreams flow, a star shines

age it's in the thousands(hey, she's an elf)

temper though most probably know already... those of you that don't will just have to find out...

Family

mother doesn't know what happened to her, she was adopted.
father has no idea.
siblings no known
cousins Ira & Tulie

lover Locien (deceased)
children Roina

picture of charm
http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g111/ ... /charm.jpg

picture of sword
http://www.4seating.com/images/EowynSword03.jpg

picture of Eruraina
http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g111/ ... aina-1.jpg

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companions:
name Hen
species golden eagle
temper hm...
pic
http://www.dvrconline.org/images/goldneagle1.jpg
wingspan 3 feet
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name Fuin (darkness)
age depends
color black
eye color just like Eruraina's
sire Hasufel
dam Sundance
color black
markings none
temperment hm...
build build like a friesain, speed faster than a thoroughbred
pic
http://www.horsedeals.co.uk/advertimage ... -11130.jpg
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name Morgala (black light in elvish)
race horse, or meara
age depends, but young
size 16.8 hh
gender colt
pic
http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g111/ ... horsey.jpg
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name Sandrianse
race dragon
age depends
size was only a little dragon when killed
color silver
eye color same as Eruraina's
temperment find out... or maybe you'll never be able to...
pic
http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g111/ ... an0003.jpg
other deceased
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name Orilnos
race dragon
age depends
size when standing up and neck is up, stands over three horses one on top of the other. Wing span of almost 30 feet.
color green
eye color same as Eruraina's
temperment find out...
pic http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g111/ ... an0001.jpg
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history
No one knows when, or were she was born. She was found by a well in a small town in Rohan. The blanket she was rapped in had traces of blood, and her parents were assumed dead. The maiden that had found her, took her in, and raised her. But Eruraina easily outlived that maiden so for about three human generations she was passed from one maiden to the next. Eventually, when she seemed about thirteen, she learned how to fight like a rohirric warrior. Soon after, she was sent to Lothlorien learning different fighting skills. She even, somehow, learned some orc fighting skills. And when she looked about 16, she went to Gondor were she learned how to fight that kind of sword use.

She traveled Middle-Earth, and on her travels she was ambushed by about 20 orcs. She escaped with a broken arm, two broken ribs, many scraps and bruses, and the scar on her face that she was to have for life.

When she first when to Rivendell, which she was still young then, she found out she had two twin cousins, Ira and Tulie. On her way to Rivendell she was captured by strange men and was saved by her cousins and friends. Not long after they left to Imladris forest and found a strange cave with the carving of a dragon. Thats when Eruraina found out about her cousins. An elderly elf taught Ira and Eruraina the ways of the dragon, while Tulie learned healing in Imladris. A dragon hatched for Eruraina that was named Sundralina, and Ira got a grown dragon to ride. She rode a buckskin mare named Granit for awhile since Fuin had run away. After a few years, the elderly elf teacher died, and Tulie went searching for them. That same day an orc, like no other, came and killed Granit and the baby dragon Sundralina. The cousins were able to kill it. And while Eruraina recooperated in Rivendell, she met Locien, an elf warrior from Lothlorien. When she returned to the Imladris forest, another egg hatched for Eruraina. This time the dragon was male, and green, and it's name was Orilnos the Magnificiant.

For awhile Eruraina traveled around with Locien, and when they had a daughter, by the name of Roina, they settled in Lothlorien. Many years later Locien died in an ambush. Rain helped in many battles in the War of the Ring, including the Battle of Helms Deep, and the Battle of Minas-Tirith. From there, her histery depends on when the rpg is set...
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Rain walked into the hall, sighing deeply.
"You called, M'lord?" she said, bowing...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Ruth Ann repacked her knife on her belt. She was flinging it around practicing, but, now that she was in the room, she wouldn't need to use a knife anymore, she believed. "Alright," Ruth Ann jutted out with a grimace in her voice, "what is it, and can I kill something? I need to hit something." Ruth Ann just came over the realization of Aragorn's death again. This happened everytime she would go to Gondor, Rivendell, or the first place they met (she knew the site, but not the name). Turning around, she felt like pushing a wall but held herself back. She couldn't show weakness now, and Ruth Ann felt enough respect for the elves not to hurt anything of theirs. Instead, she turned around towards Cyril and held back tears.

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"Cyril. Cyril Bane." Cyril said as he turned around, with his glare still on his face.

"Are you here to join the fellowship that is to enter the darkness?" he asked, resting his hand gently on his sword hilt.

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Ruth Ann sat up upon on of the chairs in the room that she had to hop up into. "If it means that I get to kill, injure, or mortally wound something, I'm in," Ruth Ann told Cyril with her hobbit feet dangling in mid-air and her knife occasionally reflecting light to the other side of the room.

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Cyril turned back to the hobit now. Looking a bit sceptical but nodded slowly. "Your in then." he said calmly.

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"If you mean the Fellowship to help save Middle-Earth, then aye, I am here to join," Rain replied, sitting on a bench beside a window...

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(We should wait now for the other to catch up)

"Good." Cyril said as he turned away from the two and staired out to the horizon.

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