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Over the Misty Mountains [LOTR] [Hobbit]

@13org Toss me a character sheet and I'll entertain ya. XD

ANd the rest of you. I shall post the first post tomorrow or the day afterwards. I this first post shall be perfect!

Over the Misty Mountains [LOTR] [Hobbit]

@13org Take up my challenge knave! If elf you try! Engarde!>:D

I get odd when brainstorming.

Over the Misty Mountains [LOTR] [Hobbit]

@13org It's first come first serve. So toss a character sheet up.

Also, to note. I'm keeping a 6th spot free if we don't get a elf in the slots.

Over the Misty Mountains [LOTR] [Hobbit]

@Pirouette Toss it over to me and I'll review it!

Over the Misty Mountains [LOTR] [Hobbit]

@dwjonez @Daft Monarch @Andreyich

OOC/CS

Over the Misty Mountains [LOTR] [Hobbit]

NPC/ My Characters

Lathronien

Name: Lathronien 'Ghost-Eye'

Age, Gender, Race: 72, Female, Elf (Nandor)

Appearance: Only a little over two decades and a half till she reaches her majority, Lathronien has the cast of youthfulness about her. With dark black hair raggedly cut to hide her ears and keep it short, and blue eyes so pale they almost appear white. she was aptly named 'Ghost-Eye'. She is not of average height for a elf of her age, reaching only the shoulders of her kin that average 6 feet she grows slower. But she is growing, none the less. Her form graceful, if not a bit underweight. A beautiful face, she was oftening smiling. Mocking, laughing, or just in pleased delight. Though now she often looks haunted. Her back is horrendously scarred, something she keeps hidden. Though she cannot keep the stiffness or curl of her right hand hidden. Her pinky and ring finger of that hand move more stiffly than the others and seem to curl against her palm all too willingly. Lathronien wears a simple brown tunic, over a shirt with a tad too long sleeves that are quickly getting just barely long enough and breeches. Dressing more like a male than a female for movement. With boots, cloak, and a cowl, she also wears a set of gloves when she can. She wields two knives tucked into the top of her boots, a third at her waist along with a elegant- yet small- sword. A bow and quiver of arrows are strapped to her back.

Equipment: A short sword of Man-make. Five daggers of the same make. Two in each boot, one at her waist and two on her wrists. A secret purse is hidden inside of her tunic. A bow and quiver with arrows of Man-make. Her coin purse is light and holds merely enough for food and a cheap room. She has one large coin hidden in her boot.

Personality: Lathronien, unlike her elders, is not reserved in the least. She's open with her thoughts, though she is attaining a polished edge to it- it's a uphill battle. She respects art and poetry like others of her race, but refuses to comment upon them or stay about- especially when it is Elvish. Fierce, she has the youthful drive that she can take on the world and win. But for her blunt and fierce mannerism, she is more akin to take to the shadows and go unnoticed when around the towns of Man or grand halls of Elves. Reserving her natural self for the few number of lesser masses. Though when in such areas, items do tend to have a habit of disappearing and reappearing in her possession. Something she will blatantly deny. She keeps her secrets tightly guarded, not allowing any to learn of them.

Story: The goals for Lathronien are to see if she could find a healer for her hand, and to potentially see more of Arda before she leaves for the Valar. Her cheif interest lies in Angmar and the remains of Moria. Both places that interest her, though heading to the South to see what lies pass Gondor and what remains of Mordor.

Biography: She's alone, for a Elven child this is rare. But the reason why is not so strange, though Lathronien will not say why to any. She lived on the southern fringes of Mirkwood. Her mother and father both rather having the quietness and peace it brought, enjoying the solitude. However it was a costly mistake to be so far from the protection of others and dismiss the dangers. Her parents were killed fighting some of the more fearsome creatures (She does not remember what exactly.). It was during this her back was torn to shreds when she was struck down and a section of their home fell upon her. A portion of her hand was damaged by this leaving it partly paralyzed and damaged. After extracting herself she fled the forest, not knowing where to go and only knowing to run. It can be safely and correctly assumed she's lived among Men for a time, hiding her identity well, and thieving to survive. She joined the caravan to get to a town that would not notice her as Bree had begun to.

Darcyn Telcontar

Name: Darcyn Telcontar

Age, Gender, Race: 36, Male, Man

Appearance: Darcyn is a tall man, standing at six foot one. His hair is lank and could be any colour under the grim, though it's brown in reality. With a thick, unkempt beard his face appears older than his years and haggard. His brown eyes are filled with hatred and some sort of blood lust. Wearing a mixture of armor from Gondor and Rohan. A chest plate, with matching greaves covers a shirt of chain mail. He wears tough leather leggings and boots, a helm of the Rohirrim style. At his waist, a sword, and on his back, a shield. He aslo has a horn and two daggers with him. When not in armor, he wears a simple shirt and tunic, with breeches- often wore and hard used. His body is fit, if a bit chubby about the middle, and he bares more scars than a sane man should.

Equipment: Armor from Gondor and Rohan which consists of leather leggins, boots, and a chest plate. His helm is of Rohan make. Two daggers on his belt, one in his boot. Under this he has a chain mail shirt, and when not wearing his gear he reverts to a stained shirt and tunic, and worn breeches. He also wields a sword and a shield with the emblem of a blue swan.

Personality: To put things in the simplest of terms would be best for Darcyn, he was never the sharpest nor the best political man. Darcyn is a man of doing, a man who thinks his race superior and himself best of all. The world focuses on him and for anyone else to interfere in his spotlight would be a blemish he could not allow. This often causes fights and ends him up either in trouble or in the middle of a brawl. He also will never, ever admit a elf may be better at sword play than he, or that dwarves are not related to goblins. This idea must have been come by in a drunken stupor. A womanizing, pig-headed man. He sees his way as the only way. Darcyn is crude at the best of times and down right volatile at the worst of times, taking his fury out on those about him. His only loves are gold, himself and arguably fighting. The bloodier, the better.

Story: He wants to go into the mountains and hunt down Orcs, exterminate their horrid race along with the goblins and trolls. He will most likely be found by most as the type of man he is and cause problems and discord. He is not about to help the people about him, but he is a good fighter.

Biography: Darcyn was a veteran to the army, but he never liked Orcs before that. Now he wanders about and slays groups of Orcs with his band of merry Bounty hunters. But due to a unsuccessful raid- which he tells everyone was a horrible slaughter on his part- his band was broken. Lost and annoyed, he is travelling to Bree to gather up more men and make the route down the Misty Mountains to Gondor again, slaughtering for their blood money. Darcyn is happy as a man like him can be with his life and should anyone question him, it's going to be a very long day until they get rid of him. He's come to the town to hope to get more men or get paid for a job.

Over the Misty Mountains [LOTR] [Hobbit]

In the beginning, the Valar aided Eru in composing the Music, which became the World. Though they were the instruments, He was the conductor; they could hear their sounds and those of their peers, but the truth of the Music was greater than them, and belonged to Eru. For better or for worse (only Eru knows), the universe has marched to this same rhythm since the beginning of time. And will continue to, until the Doom of the World comes to pass, all is unmade, and the Second Music brings about paradise eternal.

With such a fate looming over all things, it is a wonder anything of interest happens. How can life be worth living, when the whole of the universe is still ticking to the beat of a drum set down an eternity ago? There follows a curious fact, but a logical one, that the less we know, the more surprises await us. And by seeing the world through the eyes of beings far less grand than the Gods, we are given the gift of exploration for its own sake. We look for the sake of looking, we walk for the sake of walking, we are for the sake of being. There are those that accept the immobility imposed by the icy hand of Doom that grasps us all... but there are those who feel that their part must be played, even when there is no script.

Thus it is rightly said, not all those who wander are lost.

And there are tales yet untold in the land we now know as Middle-earth. Tales that bear telling, and will hopefully be worth the getting of a biscuit or two and a cup of tea before settling in to hear them. So, we shall fill a pipe and speak of tales long since past and forgotten. Deeds not sung of, but never forgotten.

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This will be a Middle-earth based role play, drawing from the lore set down by Tolkien but with a little bit of wiggle room to allow for more creativity. If you're unfamiliar with the lore, don't worry about it too much; you don't need to be great or even good, since the focus of this RP is not going to be about how amazing your character is, but what they do.

One may simple walk into Mordor.

This will take place between Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. So there will be events going on, and I shall be DMing them and many of the main characters. Unless someone offers a viable option with solid reason. If this takes off it will start with everyone in or near a merchant/ traveling caravan. So keep that in mind. Your character is going to be out there and doing things. So keep that in mind. You have your own reasoning.

That said, you should come into this with an idea of the story you want to tell, and put in the effort needed to make it happen. Being apathetic and waiting for someone else to do the job will get you nowhere. If you don't want a story to be told, or you don't want to help someone tell a story, this is not the RP for you. If you just want to play an impossibly powerful yet (equally impossibly) nubile 16-year-old wizard or some generic lone-wolf badass, this is not the RP for you.

Rules-
-Be respectful
-Tell a story, don't just wait for it too be happen.
-Don't go poking holes in other people's character sheets.
-You cannot be a dragon, balrog or such.

Character Sheet

CS:
Name: Self explanatory.

Age, Gender, Race: If you don't know much about Tolkien lore, here's the brass tacks: humans are humans, like we are now. Númenoreans are humans, but generally a bit taller and live longer (200 years or so). Dwarves are Dwarves, they remain spry up to about 300 ~ 350 years. Elves are effectively immortal unless killed and are immune to all but the worse of diseases, but are more susceptible to emotional damage; an Elf can die of a broken heart. It has happened. Concerning Hobbits, they're about half the size of a human, big furry feet, and live to about 100 on average. Uruk-hai and Orcs are allowed in this RP, and we'll say their natural lifespan (which they rarely reach, due to their propensity for dying) is on par with humans. More esoteric things, like river spirits or what-have-you, can be allowed on a case-by-case basis. Just PM me.

Appearance: What we see when we look at you. No pictures, please, unless you find a picture that actually 100% matches your character. Which, if you care about your character, you are highly unlikely to accomplish. Unless you're an artist. In which case, go for it.

Equipment: Appearance is just what we see; not all equipment is seen. Let us know what you have so you don't just so happen to have exactly what the situation calls for.

Personality: Put in as little or as much as you want here. I'm not too concerned with this. Just remember, if your character doesn't want to be part of a story, or part of a group, this is not the RP for you.

Story: Everyone has a story to tell. This is not the story that has already been told; that's your Biography. Instead, give us a synopsis of the story you want to tell, what you want us to be a part of.

Biography: The history of your character. Also a good opportunity to discuss how they came to learn whatever skills and abilities they have.

And if someone wants a challenge. Try making a older elf, something along the age lines of Thrandruil or Elrond. Though I shall warn you, detail it. Make it thorough. Though I will warn, I will close a race if we get too much of that race. So keep it diverse.

Spots:
1.)OPEN
2.)Vas Khaleen - Mawiyah Firyal, Haradim
3.)13org - Agarwaen, elf
4.)Silmaril - Ireth Eryn, Dunedain
5.)OPEN

Belle's List of Potential RPs - Cast Your Vote!

@Belle I vote for 2.

Over the Misty Mountains [LOTR] [Hobbit]

@dwjonez @Daft Monarch @Andreyich
Tossing up the thread when i get home.

@Dutchess Sarah please remember this is first come first serve. I need a finished and accepted cs before i can sace you a spot.

Two spots remain open!

Over the Misty Mountains [LOTR] [Hobbit]

@Daft Monarch Daft Monarchy Hobbit!