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Post by Silmeriel on Jan 13, 2005 13:40:19 GMT -5
Name: Silmeriel Race: Elf Age: 400 Appearance: Long, reddish-blond wavy hair, normally braided with a gold ribbon, pale white skin, hazel eyes Attire: Soft brown boots, dark green leggings, short leather brown skirt, form-fitting green shirt w/ brown leather bodice, green with gold embroidery cape. Weapons: Long sword, short sword, daggers at waist, on back, and small ones in boots and on wrists, staff that doubles as bow Home: Lothlorien Family: a younger sister, Luvariel, and a younger brother, Lintemegil. Parentage: Unknown
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Post by *'Synariel'* on Jan 13, 2005 14:23:40 GMT -5
Can I join?
Name: Synariel Race: Human from a land south of Middle Earth Age: 18 Appearance: Dk brown eyes and hair(wavy hair), 5'3, tannish complexion Attire: Rangerish Family: Her entire family is back in the Southern land, her father's in a war, and so's her brother. She has a younger sister named Celebrian-(her great-grandfather was from Middle Earth, so he brought some of the elvishness that he knew over.)who is at home with their mother.
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Post by Silmeriel on Jan 13, 2005 14:42:09 GMT -5
sure, we need lotsa people the story goes something like this...
Silmeriel rose slowly, facing the sun as climed above the tree she'd slept in. With Luvariel, her sister, missing, and her brother ill, she needed to speak with Elrond. But she was in Lothlorien. It didn't help that she was so different- many elves could see truths and lies, but not many (if any) could fly. *I have no wings, yet i fly. Why is this? Why can't i just fit in for once? Maybe Elrond can help*. Floating down lightly from her branch-bed, she began the long journey- or was about to, when she heard a noise behind her. "Who's there?" she shouted, a bow appearing in her arms, loaded with a deadly arrow. "Show yourself!"...
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Post by Synariel on Jan 13, 2005 16:09:27 GMT -5
Synariel threw up her hands, and gasped "Whoa-!" Her eyes had grown wide and she ceased breathing. "I thought I was supposed to have safe passage through Lothlorien." she thought to herself. Arandor, an elf she had met at the southern border of the woods had promised it to her. She stared back at the elf without flinching or turning her gaze, hoping to high mountains that she wouldn't shoot her.
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Post by Medliel on Jan 13, 2005 23:24:32 GMT -5
((Can I join in? Here's my character in great length and detail. Sorry, I'm too long-winded. Let me know if my character is all right.))
Name: Golweneth
Race: Elf
Age: 826 at the time of the forming of the Fellowship of the Ring (born in 2192 in the third age)
Parents: Elladan (son of Elrond) and Mallovoreth of Mirkwood (distant relation of King Thranduril of Mirkwood) They married and had only four children, all daughters.
Siblings (which are the key to understanding who Golweneth is): Eitheleth (the oldest; she can astral project and she's telepathic; her name means "Maiden of the Spring" because she astral projects where there is water and she can control the element of water, she's kind of like King Arthur's Lady of the Lake but she is called "The Maiden of Water"; given the gift of wisdom; always wears blue; she mainly resides in Lothlorien with Celeborn and learns all she can from Galadriel before Galadriel departs)
Medlieth (the third born and twin of Golweneth; she and her twin are practically joined at the hip; like Golweneth she excels at being a great warrior and with her twin wanders throughout Middle Earth making friends of all different races in all good places; they both fight in battles every now and then for their friends; very sociable and good conversationalist; also telepathic and can teleport herself much to the annoyance of her twin who does not have that power; always wears red; name means "brave as a bear"; is good with animals and can control certain elements of the earth; given the gift of grace; *unfortunately she died in a battle when she teleported herself in front of an orc blade that was headed for her twin, she sacrificed herself for her sister's life and Golweneth has spent years after that battle going out of her mind with grief as well as throwing herself into any type of confrontation which has made Golweneth very stern and tough and a bit crazy for a time, she wandered everywhere to try to get rid of her anger and grief, but Golweneth quieted down as she slowly made peace with grief and Golweneth now wanders throughout middle Earth alone*)
Hiranneth (last child; name means "God is gracious"; she is also telepathic; can control the air; given the gift of foresight; an empath; she has an illnesss that Elrond cannot heal or cure and she frequently has attacks of pain which is when she forsees things; always wears purple; she stays in Rivendell to learn from Elrond) All powers and gifts were given to the four daughters of Elladan by Galadriel for they were her first great-grandchildren and as her own time in Middle Earth grew short she thought it wise to pass on some powers that way there would still be hope left for the Elves and other free peoples of Middle Earth. Galadriel saw in her mirror the daughters of Elladan accomplishing great deeds and giving hope to others in dark times, but it would be a long road to get to that point. The four daughters can communicate to one another throughout Middle Earth through telepathy and water since one of them is the Maiden of Water.
Characteristics/Powers: telepathic, excels as a great warrior, has a temper, fiercely loyal, can control the element of fire, given the gift of being a natural healer and the gift of inner and physical strength, she has a sharp and witty tongue, she's very intelligent, she can look into a person's eyes and know exactly who they are and what their intentions/purposes they have in life, she can see right through any person especially if they are full of it or are hiding something, her eyes are sharper than most other elvish eyes, her eyes also change color according to her mood, usually likes to stay unnoticed (excpet for when she went a bit crazy after Medlieth's death), will only be seen and heard when she wants to be, not incredibly social but has good friends all over Middle Earth, can be a little impulsive but usually thinks before she acts, was made a Ranger by her uncle King Elessar and she still roams all over protecting friends and those who are in need of help, has a sense of humor and good at heart but do not get on her bad side
Looks: tall (of course she's tall, she's an elf), brunette with long wavy hair, usually has sharp hazel eyes but they do change color according to her mood, always wears green, always dressed as a Ranger with a long hooded cloak, fair skin, always wears the ring that her twin, Medlieth, used to wear (which has small gems: an emerald, a sapphire, an amethyst, a ruby, which are the four colors of the four sisters)
Weapons: a bow of the Galadrim and a quiver of arrows, two long elvish knives, a broadsword, and carries the small knife that Medlieth teleported in front of and was killed with in an effort to save Golweneth (she always uses that knife to kill the first orc she sees in battle, in memory of Medlieth)
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Post by Linwë Culnámo on Jan 13, 2005 23:40:45 GMT -5
can i join?
Name: Linwe Culnamo
Race: Mortal, human
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: has long dark brown/black wavy hair that she almost always wears in a braid, has dark blue eyes so dark they look purple, has very fair skin with a few freckles here and there, she is very lean and tall. She is almost always wearing her signature color purple. She often wears her light purple dress and dark purple cloak.
Abilities: Linwe is a great swordswoman, she is also a great archer, she can also fight with hand to hand combat, and she is very skilled at riding horses. She has a very strong connection to animals and communicates well with them. She also inherited her father's ship and is a great sailor with a loyal and loving crew.
Weapons: sword, bow and arrow, own ship Silme Parents: Aranel (mother) and Caelamondorion (father)
Personality: good natured, loving, caring, kind, spontanious, asisdadus (hard-working), brave, loyal
Animals: Mith (grey stallion), Thoron (eagle), Astaldo (black mare) who are all very loyal to her. Her eagle is very smart and can find her almost anywhere. Her horses are rarely ever scared in battle.
History: grew up in Gondor and lived with mother and father for all her life. She went off to sail around on her ship the Silme for a few years with her loyal crew. She has always wanted to fight, but her father has not allowed her to so she got a job raising and training horses for Gondor's soldiers. She raised and trained her own horses as well.
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Post by Silmeriel on Jan 14, 2005 8:14:01 GMT -5
(sure you can join, we need lotsa people!!) Silmeriel relaxed. It was another elf. "I'm not going to shoot you. I'm sorry. I'm just traveling to Rivendell-I'm a wanderer, really. I'm Silmeriel. What brings you to Lothlorien?"
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Post by Silmeriel on Jan 14, 2005 8:16:26 GMT -5
Silmeriel did a double-take. This girl was not an elf- she was a human! "Who might your family be, that you appear so much as an elf? I thought you were my... someone I used to know."
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Post by Synariel on Jan 14, 2005 8:57:18 GMT -5
Synariel relaxed and found herself able to breath again. "I am Synariel, from a land south of Middle Earth, called Moroni (sounds like "Mow-row-nye". Just FYI everybody ). My Father's grandfather was a friend to the elves, especially those of Imladris." she said walking slowly towards Silmeriel. "I too am traveling to Rivendell, for there is an important message which I must deliver to Elrond."
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Post by Linwë Culnámo on Jan 14, 2005 10:19:25 GMT -5
Linwe eased her horse Astaldo back into a walk. Astaldo's ears swiveled back and forth. listening. Linwe guided her on the path in the woods. They were in Lothlorien, on their way to see Elrond. They were going to meet a friend, Synariel. "You hear something girl?"
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Post by Synariel on Jan 14, 2005 11:28:19 GMT -5
Synariel flicnhed. she thought she heard something down the path behind her. She hoped it wasn't trouble.
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Post by Silmeriel on Jan 14, 2005 11:50:33 GMT -5
"Synariel, here- there's a hollow in this tree right here. Do you have a dagger, or a sword? Make sure you can reach it easily. I'll be in the tree. I can use my bow, if needed, before whoever it is even sees you. It sounds like a horse, walking heavily enough that it has a rider."
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Post by Synariel on Jan 14, 2005 12:25:32 GMT -5
Synariel ducked into the hollow as her new elf friend suggested. "I don't have anything, I don't have any weapons..."
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Post by Silmeriel on Jan 14, 2005 12:42:06 GMT -5
"Do you know how to use any? I've got an extra dagger or two."
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Post by Synariel on Jan 14, 2005 13:08:54 GMT -5
"Not exactly. Arandor, who I met a few days ago, showed me a few moves...I don't have any REAL experience though."
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