"It all began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves; immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven, to the Dwarf Lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Men, who above all else desire power. For within these rings was bound the strength and the will to govern over each race. But they were all of them deceived, for another ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret, a master ring, to control all others. And into this ring he poured all his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One ring to rule them all. One by one, the free peoples of Middle Earth fell to the power of the Ring. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of men and elves marched against the armies of Mordor, and on the very slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth. Victory was near, but the power of the ring could not be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that Isildur, son of the king, took up his father's sword. And Sauron, enemy of the free peoples of Middle-Earth, was defeated. The Ring passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever, but the hearts of men are easily corrupted. And the ring of power has a will of its own. It betrayed Isildur, to his death. And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, the ring ensnared a new bearer. The ring came to the creature Gollum, who took it deep into the tunnels under the Misty Mountains, and there it consumed him. The ring gave to Gollum unnatural long life. For five hundred years it poisoned his mind; and in the gloom of Gollum's cave, it waited. Darkness crept back into the forests of the world. Rumor grew of a shadow in the East, whispers of a nameless fear, and the Ring of Power perceived. Its time had now come. It abandoned Gollum. But then something happened that the Ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable. A Hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, of the Shire. For the time will soon come when Hobbits will shape the fortunes of all." - Galadriel(JRRT)

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1: Name: Eros of the Weather Hills

2: Sex: Male

3: Place of Birth: Weather Hills, North of the watch tower Amon Sul

4: Age: 24

5: History: A huntsman and archer like his father, and his father, and his father. He seeks his fortune with Raven's company, having been turned down by the Rangers for his lack of useful skills when not wielding spear or bow. He is desperate to prove his worth as a bowman striving to become the equal of Bard of Laketown his personal role model. He wields both bow and spear with exceptional skill, and looks like he'll achieve mastery of both in the next decade, if he survives it.

6: Race: Man

7: Random Information: Has family in the weather hills, but doesn't speak of them much, his mind is on the future, not his past.

1: Name: Thanneth

2: Sex: Female

3: Place of Birth: Mirkwood

4: Age: 702

5: History: Thanneth was just an average shieldmaiden of Mirkwood for several hundred years. Then, she decided to wander the world, to see all there was to see. She visited Gondor and Rohan, and then decided to head towards the Shire. After meeting up with Raven and his company in Bree, she decided that she would stay and work with him for a while. Then the orcs came, and she knew that her choice was the right one.

6: Race: Elf

7: Random Information: Thanneth is skilled with bow and sword, and is a great rider. Her horse, Esgal, has been her companion ever since she left Mirkwood.

1: Name: Cynraed

2: Sex: Male

3: Place of Birth: Rohan

4: Age: 27

5: History: Cynraed was taken from his family at a young age, and grew up with foster parents in a small town near Bree. It was only recently that he learned that he was of Rohirric descent and decided to find his blood family. Before he could set off, however, news of the orcs came to him, and he decided to stay and fight.

6: Race: Man

7: Random Information: Cynraed's foster family raised and sold farm horses, giant Clydesdales, and Cynraed was given a stallion before he set off on his journey. Fyrmund is not a war horse, but he is sturdy. Cynraed's main weapon is a hand-and-a-half sword, which he is proficient with. He's not a master, though; there was little cause for fighting before the orcs came.

1: Name: Amaron

2: Sex: Male

3: Place of Birth: Minas Tirith

4: Age: 24

5: History:
Born and raised in Minas Tirith, Amaron’s family knew all the stories about Sauron and his armies and made a point of telling them to their children and children’s children. They believe firmly in the city’s role of watchman, and consider training for the defence of Osgiliath and keeping an eye out for activity in Mordor a sacred duty. Amaron spent some time training under Faramir, who has taken a liking to the unlikely soldier. Unfortunately neither this affection nor his skill with weapons and horses could save him the humiliation of being kicked out of the army and the city, forever separated from his home, his army, his family.
In a last, desperate attempt to contribute to the safety of Middle Earth, Amaron followed rumours of a band of Orcs tearing through the land. His hunt caused him to cross paths with Raven and his band of mercenaries. He eagerly accepted an invitation to join them, though he tends to keep to himself.

6: Race: Human

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Amaron is the third of five children. Their mother died giving birth to Gonnor, 14 years ago. Their heartbroken father never remarried, and the boys basically raised themselves.
Amaron is tall and slender, almost frail. He lacks facial hair, and because of his appearance, he was rarely taken seriously by the others.
His father judged him too frail to fight, and sent him to work among the women. Amaron did not appreciate this, so he spent most of his life sneaking out to train with his older brothers, who laughed at him at first. This made him even more determined and he trained night and day. He is much stronger than he looks, has some impressive skills with a sword and shield and is the only person in his family who can handle an elvish longbow. He has learnt to use his appearance and agility as an advantage, and it has been several years since any of his brothers could defeat him in combat.