Corwin
Dunadan
Beyond all hopes and fears lie the road to Valinor
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Post by Corwin on Apr 27, 2005 23:28:31 GMT -5
Setting: Beleriand in a time of peace while Morgoth sleeps within his halls. The Noldor have built their kingdoms and men dwell among them. It is the height of an age. Little did the elves know what malicious plans Morgoth had devised for them.
(Character) Name: Corwin Age: Unkown Race: Maia. He never served any of the Vala, but instead chose to be a wanderer. This befrit him of powers, but he kept his immortality. Description: Sandy brown hair with Grey eyes and a humorous personality. He wears a plain sword at his side and a curious instrument upon his back. Weapons: Longsword and shortbow w/ quiver
The sunshine of a bright afternoon flowed down through the thick canopy of the forest. Doriath was beautiful at this time of day, full of the laughter of streams and the joyous sounds of animals. The inhabitants (elves for the most part) was out busy in their gardens, painstakingly planting crop after crop. Deep within the wood, where the trees grew almost to the sky, Corwin sat upon the bank of a large stream. The stream giggled and rumbled it's way down the rocky hill, tumbling and tripping on rocks and stones, until finally it waterfalled with a splash into the pool below. Looking up, Corwin spyed a hawk searching for a quick meal, hovering high in the sky. Ahhh, but to fly... He thoughts wandered back to the days in Valinor, beneath the stars of Varda. He pulled his head up and sat upon his elbows, looking out through the dense underbrush. His eyes wandered as his mind traveled. Time did not matter in this place.
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Post by Silmeriel on Apr 28, 2005 7:20:32 GMT -5
Name: Silmeriel Race: Elf Age: 3500 Appearance: Long, black hair, usually braided with silver ribbon, unblemished pale skin, silver Attire: Silver cropped tunic, dark blue breeches, white cloak with gold runes on it. Weapons: Long sword, short sword, daggers at waist, on back, and small ones in boots and on wrists, bow and arrows, glaive Gifts: Controls elements of wind and water, can see the future, can tell truths from lies Animals: white horse, Silmaril, two peregrine falcons, Toria and Leisa Home: Lothlorien Family: a younger sister, Luvariel, and a younger brother, Lintemegil. Parentage: Unknown
Silmeriel wandered throughout her beloved forest, shrouded in the mists that hung heavy in the air like tears from the sky. It was a shining day, a dancing day. Her feet began to move, seemingly of their own will, dancing through the woods, scarcely touching the ground as she floated along.
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KiaraSiladhiel
Dunadan
What would you do to be happy? i know what i did.
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Post by KiaraSiladhiel on Apr 28, 2005 8:43:00 GMT -5
Name: Kiara (also called Stella, Naerdeil and Atlanta but some) Age: heck-of-a-long-time Race: Elf (warrior at times but mostly a wanderer) Description: Short black hair cut above her eyes. Wears a black mack with silver ruins escribed upon it. Gleaming silver eyes. wears mostly black traveling attire. Wepons: great sword, long bow, daggers but mostly magic Sorcery/wizardry: high in the levals but the limit has yet to be seen. Animals: a horse named Piper Family/parentage: remains to be seen Home: none
A ray of shine parted the gold tipped leaves peircing the ground like a blast of flame and illuminating all that lay before her. it was a place unseen by her eyes. excitment of the hunt filled her as she kneeled by a track. it was too heavy to be made by an elf, and too light to be made by a man. she smiled and continued on.
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KiaraSiladhiel
Dunadan
What would you do to be happy? i know what i did.
Posts: 202
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Post by KiaraSiladhiel on Apr 30, 2005 20:52:16 GMT -5
((some one please rp! im lonely))
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Corwin
Dunadan
Beyond all hopes and fears lie the road to Valinor
Posts: 130
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Post by Corwin on Apr 30, 2005 22:09:42 GMT -5
The events of the current age came back into Corwin's mind. A weary truce. How long can the peace be kept while Morgoth rules the north? He sighed. War must one day come.
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Post by IdrilFalastari on May 1, 2005 0:11:27 GMT -5
Name: Melarë ("Sun-lover," no surname) Age: Young, for an Elf Race: Elf of Doriath, of those who never went to Valinor Description: Pale blonde hair like silver gold, dark blue eyes, fair skin. Soft-spoken, defenseless as far as weapon training goes. Minstrel and singer in Thingol's halls, but adores the Sun and the outside. Weapons: None.
(Yay, role-play!)
Melarë was glad to escape the halls of the Elvenking in Doriath. She ran out on light feet to feel the warm rays of the Sun and rested against a tree. A leaf fell, and she caught it in her hand, blowing it to the wind with a gentle breath. She must return underground to play her harp in the evening, but for now she ran free under the Sun.
To get to a hill-top blessed with the most sunlight, Melarë had to take on a dense wood. She had never liked the deeper places where the trees closed in, trapping her like a wild thing. She gazed upward a little fearfully, dodging thickets, holding her skirts up as she stepped through underbrush. Ah, one ray! A gap in the trees overhead let Arien shine through. Melarë stopped and let it soak in, illuminating the strands of hair that fell over her shoulders.
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Corwin
Dunadan
Beyond all hopes and fears lie the road to Valinor
Posts: 130
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Post by Corwin on May 1, 2005 0:57:33 GMT -5
As the day wore on, Corwin shifted upon the ground. Light footsteps warned him of an approaching being. A elf-maid walked into the meadow and looked up through the trees toward the open sky. I wonder if she sees the same as I do. The lines of fate are heavy upon the elves. He stood up and brushed himself off. His eyes wandered from the maiden and back to the sky. I wonder if she senses the immenint threat? ((Sorry, bad spelling))
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Post by Zeth Skywalker aka Elenanna on May 1, 2005 6:07:44 GMT -5
-Name-Elenanna Lothenedhel
Translation- Stargift, Blossom of Elves
Birth Year-SA 4048
Skills-Can use any weapon given to her, also controls the element of Air, foresight and teleptathy Looks- Silver hair, silver eyes, resembles her mother, Galadriel, and sister, Celebrian
Lineage- Mother- Galadirel Father- Celeborn
Married?- Yes, to a high Elf, Voronwë
Children?- Yes, twins, Nedhudir(M) and Eruaveil(F)
Weapons- Mithril Elven daggers with 8 inch long handles Bow of the Galadhrimm, along with a quiver Mithril longsword with a black,gold, and silver handle
Basic clothing-Not in battle- blue tunc with silver etchings and white breeches along with her Lothloren cloaks and brown boots. She also wears a silver belt Battle- Grey-silver tunic and breeches, her armor which has her symbol on it (the blossom) and she doesnt wear a helm but a band with a protective ornament shaped as a dragon which covers her nose and around her eyes, black boots and her red cloak.
History- Elenanna was born in Lothlorien. She was raised as a warriror and soon became one of the March Wardens of Lothlorien, along with the rank of a Master Archer. She is called the Blossom of Lothlorien because of her exceeding beauty, and also her widsom In TA 20, soon after the Last Alliance, she met Voronwë, a high elf of Mirkwood. He was actually the uncle of Legolas Thranduillion, who would be born soon. Elenanna and Voronwë fell deeply in love and soon married. They had twins, who were slightly older than Arwen Undomiel. Elenanna and Voronwë moved to Imraldis, where they dwelled for over two thousand years.
Elenanna sighed as she walked among the trees. She had escaped her lessons with her mother, which depended on her controlling her powers. She hated doing those lessonss because they drained her, and she would be less alert.
She knew Haldir was searching for her, so she mounted Shadowepax, just as a few elves came out of the trees. She sighed in expaseraton,and Haldir walked up.
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Post by IdrilFalastari on May 1, 2005 11:34:19 GMT -5
Melarë dropped her skirts with an "oh!" as she noticed someone else nearby. "I am sorry, sir, did I disturb you? Forgive my heedless nature." As the day wore on, Corwin shifted upon the ground. Light footsteps warned him of an approaching being. A elf-maid walked into the meadow and looked up through the trees toward the open sky. I wonder if she sees the same as I do. The lines of fate are heavy upon the elves. He stood up and brushed himself off. His eyes wandered from the maiden and back to the sky. I wonder if she senses the immenint threat? ((Sorry, bad spelling))
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Corwin
Dunadan
Beyond all hopes and fears lie the road to Valinor
Posts: 130
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Post by Corwin on May 1, 2005 13:46:19 GMT -5
Jumping from the low rock upon which he stood, he replied. "Hail friend. Came you from Thingol's halls? Or are you a weary traveler like myself?" His grey eyes were welcoming, calm and collected.
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KiaraSiladhiel
Dunadan
What would you do to be happy? i know what i did.
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Post by KiaraSiladhiel on May 1, 2005 17:45:10 GMT -5
She gave a smile as she closed upon her fake prey. it was a man, but not human. she really had no intantion to harm him, but she concidered (cant spell) it hunting nonetheless.watching unseen and unheard from the bushes she saw another girl, an elf walk into their midst. laughing playfully she vanished into mid air and went to go see what they had to say. she craved knowledge from the outside world and listened intentally as they talked without seeing her.
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Post by Silmeriel on May 1, 2005 17:51:02 GMT -5
Silmeriel continued her wanderings, dancing no longer. As she had walked, she'd passed through a glade, one with too much of her past for her to bear. Her heart became heavy as she wandered now, remembering the times. And wishing for him...
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KiaraSiladhiel
Dunadan
What would you do to be happy? i know what i did.
Posts: 202
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Post by KiaraSiladhiel on May 1, 2005 17:56:30 GMT -5
Kiara glanced over her shoulder as she felt the presance of another. another elf girl walked in sadness. leaving the man and elf she swept into the glade where the other walked watching her intentally
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Post by Silmeriel on May 1, 2005 18:00:21 GMT -5
Silmeriel ascended into her tree, remembering. Unbidden, tears sprang to her eyes as the words fell from her lips. Gone are the days of valor and war Gone are the ones who would bring about peace What have we now, what more to do Why do we live, how can we die? No more, no more, too late. Her sweet voice, sad and pure, echoed through the clearing. Maltariel was gone, and Cuma still alive, and Arelidan gone too, but not like Maltariel.
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KiaraSiladhiel
Dunadan
What would you do to be happy? i know what i did.
Posts: 202
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Post by KiaraSiladhiel on May 1, 2005 18:04:01 GMT -5
She heard the words sung and sadness and sympathy filled her. walking to the base of the tree and reapearing she said softly, "What sorrow hath befallen you? your words ring with unhappiness, can i assist?"
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