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Beyond the Ring - A Tolkien based RP

@POOHEAD189 No problemo, I know you love your Dwarves.

Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi - the Orcish Company

@HeySeuss Sounds good, nearly got my sheet done, milord.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

The eyes of the raven, a bird larger than even others of its kind, reflected the dryad-like features of Arassel as it twitched its head from one side to another, taking in both the Wood Elf and the wooded area in which both she and the corvid now took rest - too thin to be called a forest or an entire woodland, yet thick enough to not be simply one or two trees. It was here that they had been since the bird had found her not a week past, poised as she was to take the life of her next meal, and delivered to her a message that he had memorised from a piece of discarded paper; so silent had his ascent been that she still managed to deliver death to her prey, kneeling beside it and reciting the prayer of the hunter even as she slit its throat and listened to her companion in the same breath.

At first she had thought of reconsidering her choice to meet with this 'Captain' Kayden, a human name for certain, as she had neither been invited personally to this meeting nor had much desire to take up the occupation of a sellsword. Nevertheless, after much mulling it over, and deep conversation with Thrathnere - that being the name of her raven - it seemed that such an opportunity would produce more opportunities in turn, and therefore she should take it as a blessing from Sendarius. If this man had no desire accept her into his company, and thus rejected her skills along with her personally, then it would be a wasted journey to this ruined tower and little else.

Over the span of the next week, not being far from her desired location as luck would have it, she had crossed what land there was by hopping between one wooded area and another, able to blend into all but the sparsest of cover given by the terrain. It was this, coupled with her ingrained paranoia and cautiousness when traversing a foreign land, that had kept her alive and relatively unseen by those she had passed and may have intended to harm her; she recalled in her mind a particularly fat human, a merchant most probably, squinting his eyes at her exact position for a good half-an-hour before, finally tired of trying to see things that he only half thought he had seen, had carried on his merry way to the nearest settlement and left her in peace.

"I do realise I may have to go in there!" She replied to the raven, her tone light but sharp, his squawking showing his displeasure at remaining in the high branches of this tree for longer than needed, "yes, I saw the big-nosed Gnome, what of it?" Further caws and a flurry of wings convinced her that too much time had been spent where she was, she needed to move. Perhaps the oddest thing, for someone seeing clearly the two opposed sides of the argument, would be that neither of them were speaking a discernable language - the Elf was making as many squawking noises as her obsidian-black friend, and it no doubt seemed highly comedic.

In a series of fluid motions she was no longer within the confines of the tree, long and powerful legs carrying her toward the tower, with the loping gait and lightness of foot expected of a big cat and its padded paws, as her eyes moved quickly but without any hurry about her. It took all of five minutes for her to seemingly appear from the undergrowth, even in the mostly open landscape, like some elemental figure come to life and preparing to hire themselves out as a killer for pay...

She noted that the sky had darkened as she made her way past the unnaturally tall Dwarf stood next to the doorway, ignoring him completely in an act of Elven arrogance rather uncommon to her but not to her race, congratulating herself internally on arriving precisely when the note had said to. From ahead she could see a room, illuminated by what she believed were probably torches, flooded with a blaze of light and a shout like a clap of thunder rolling down the stairs toward her. Not hearing the an outburst of violent activity, she correctly assumed that their was no combat taking place ahead, striding into the room in time to see a grinning human, a fiery Dwarf, and an assortment of others all milling about.

Noticing only one other really imbibing much, and that a nearby flagon of what smelt distinctly like ale was not being held by another, she slunk over to it and raised it high; it was certainly not good ale, not like that brewed in Kaelic lands, but it would have to do, and do it did! In one stretched-out draught she managed to empty the flagon, placing it gently back onto the table and resting her chin the hands folded over the horn of her longbow, gazing expectantly at the one she assumed to be Kayden.

Beyond the Ring - A Tolkien based RP

Good man, reference achieved!

Ranger sounds cool as well, as long as you're not basing him on Aragorn.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

@POOHEAD189 A post be coming, just let me get a few hours sleep first...then we'll be all gravy.

Beyond the Ring - A Tolkien based RP

@POOHEAD189 Ah, POOHEAD, mae g'ovannen and I am honoured to have such an experienced soul showing their interest. :) Do I detect a Dwarve on the horizon?

@Andromedai You are most welcome, for I know of your love for Tolkien and embrace you with open arms.

Is there no-one else?!

Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi - the Orcish Company

@HeySeuss Just to say, I am working on summit! Just got back from work (it's 3:45 AM here), so it'll be a wee bit later but it'll be here.

@Athinar Ah, great minds think alike...good thing I changed my idea then.

Let sleeping dogs lie.

@BCTheEntity@Culluket@Sleater

Not to rush anyone but...

Beyond the Ring - A Tolkien based RP

All rights go to Jian Guo, the artist.

“Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men, doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.”

Welcome to my interest thread, now, let me tell you a little more about what I have in mind!

I am a huge Tolkien fan, as I imagine many others are, and have always wanted to run an Advanced RP set in the Tolkienverse and so this shall be my first attempt at doing so. So bear with me.

That being said, this is what I had in mind;

A dedicated and, hopefully, long-running RP set against the backdrop of the Fourth Age of Arda; beginning a year or so after the Fall of Barad-Dur and Sauron, our group (imagining mostly Men, but Elves or Dwarves might possibly be accepted too) setting off on an adventure quite of their own - I do have a narrative lined up, although, depending on the number of players and exactly where it goes, I'm more than happy to be more malleable about the plot line.

Secondly, I must reiterate that this is both an Advanced RP, and that I would prefer players with at least some knowledge of Tolkien and his universe. By that I do not mean everyone needs to write like Tolkien, nor that you need to know the background to every leaf from the Trees of Valinor, just that you haven't simply seen the films and that you can carry a character from this rich fandom.

Yes, I understand that this is potentially the broadest and least detailed interest thread ever, but until I know there are those willing to join I've forgone a more detailed look at what I've got in store. Please feel free to ask questions though!

Now, do I have anyone's attention?

Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi - the Orcish Company

For the love of the Gods, HeySeuss, why must you do this to me?!

Fine, I'll bite...just because I love the entire concept.