this Rpg is mainly about Sauron and his war near the time of the Last Alliance! all are welcome to post.

name : Deawen
human about nineteen
powers? one she has the gift of fire...
history: Deawen is the daughter of a powerful lord when her fathers land is conquered by Sauron Deawen is taken as tribute Sauron takes intrest in Deawen because of her unsaul power Deawen becomes a a very powerful pawn.


Deawen sat at the foot of the dais she was not paying any attention to what was being said around her the luetiants and Captians were dicussing the war to come but Sauron was not present so she didn't have to listen to them. Deawen sighed in bordom she twirled her foot she hated being bored so did every one else Deawen was a pain when she was bored she got destructive with her power setting things on fire just so it would stirr every one else. Deawen's black dress curled around her like a shadow. the great metla doors creaked open Deawen stood up expecting her lord Sauron it was not just another captian from the south Deawen glared then sat down again.

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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

Little did Deawen know, that the the last captain to enter the hall had brought with him a band of captive slaves. At least, she was unaware until one of them let out a great racket. "Gegongan eower folmen gylden mic! (Get your hands off me!)" It was one of the 4 captives, a young woman, nigh a score of years to her name. One of the Easterling guards yelled something followed by a "umph!" and gagging. An unconscious girl could be seen being dragged past the slightly opened doors of the Great Hall, little drops of blood falling from her hairline.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Oh, yes character info:

Name: Leofwen
Age: About 19
Would-be weapons: Sword, shortbow, hunting knife and spear
Appearance: long blonde hair, blue eyes, 5'4", you get the picture
Origin: Rohan, in the Wold

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Another voice was heard, but the words were of elven-kind. The lady Elenanna of Lorien was struggling against her captures, and she growled, before speaking in the common language, "Let me go! You don't have the right--" she gasped suddenly as she was punched in the stomach, and nearly lost her balance.

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Deawen perked up when she saw the captives her eyes lit up Deawen stood she waited for the captian to address her "my Lady we bring captives since His Lordship demanded that you were to be kept happy and a couple of slaves would please you!" he bowed Deawen scowled a little. Deawen scanned the pathatic group then she spotted the Elven woman and the other girl "who are they?" she asked in a small voice pointing to the girls "those scullrey rats?" he asked "yes those!" Deawen said impatiantly "I don't know just captives from the west..." Deawen rolled her eyes "those two will do" she said with a smile the man sighed then ordered the girls to be sent to Lady's chambers "thank you" Deawen said sweetly.

Deawen rushed to her rooms "this will be fun!" she thought as she opened her door with great ease there inside were the two girls, Deawen giggled with delight Deawen entered the room smiling.

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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

Deawen stood in front of the girls then she circled them. she found a candle stick she began to lite the wick then putting it out then reighting it.
"where do you two come from ,Pray?" Deawen asked

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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

"Lorien." Elenanna said softly.

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(Do you mind if I join?)

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Avi and banner by ForeverFrodo. Words on banner by me.
Proud Frolass
Resident Elvengoth

(thats fine we need more people)

Deawen looked at the elf confussed "Lorien?" Deawen said it slowly trying to spark the name in her mind. " i don't know that place" Deawen said still confussed. Deawen sat in a chair her head in her hands in thought. " hmm and your names"...." Deawen asked

going on

once the girls told their names and origin Deawen was summoned to the great hall. an older slave woman came in through the doors she was very grim and had peircing eyes. "fresh caught ehh?" she cackled, "you two better be good entertainers...or you'll be in a world of trouble!" the girls looked at her nervousely then one asked "what do you mean?" "you two most likely will become her handmaidens, that worthless scum can't seem to stay out of trouble once she gets bored she gets destructive...you two will have to figure out ways to keep her out of trouble if you don't wan hell!" she cackled again the old bird left cackling. leaving the girls with the task ahead.

(good luck Morwen1)

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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

(Put this in before Deawen's last post)

"My name is Leofwyn. I am from the Wold in Rohan."

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Elenanna sighed softly, and shook off the hair wrap, on her hair, and pulled it off. Her silken silver hair flowed down to her lower back. She shook her head when she thought of how she'd been captured.

Flashback

She laughed as she raced her sister through the forest of Lothlorien, and she shouted "Eat my dust, Falath!" She kept galloping, and soon was out of sight. Her hair was in the wrap, so it wouldn't get in her face, and she soon reached the finish line. She grinned, and was in ecascaty that she didn't hear a twig snap, and suddenly her vision blackened as she felt a trememndous pain on the back of her head.

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Sauron was sitting on his dark throne Deawen sat at the foot of dias. Deawen played with a peice of string barely listening to the concil around her. "Deawen" Saurons voice filled her head Deawen turned to her master "yes my lord?" "go this concil does not concern you"
Sauron said Deawen nodded then left the hall.
Deawen danced down the corridors to her room.

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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

Leofwyn was not happy. This should be obvious, for she was stuck scrubbing the floors of a room in the Tower of Mordor. She didn't know exactly where, and had given up any hope of escape. She had resigned herself to anything bad to come.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Elenanna sighed softly, and thought of her family as she helped the woman. She shook her head, and her long hair got in her face. She sighed softly, and pulled her hair back, before going back to her job.

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Leofwyn looked at the elf near by to her. She must have come a really long way as a captive to get here. Leofwyn had only been stuck with them for 3 weeks, but the Wold was closer to Mordor than Lorien. Quitely she asked, "So how did you get here?"

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Deawen did not find the two girls were she left them, Deawen screached the sound of something catching on fire was heard Deawen stormed out of the room down the hall way to were the girls were at. Deawen 's fists were blazing she scanned the area for any others espcally someone in charge she found no one so she turned to the girls "what are you doing?!" she sighed "you two don't do that kind of work! you two are my handmaidens not ordainary slaves Deawen avoided the water as she stepped around them "come on there is so much stuff we have to do!"

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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