Last Ride of the Heir Discussion Thread

[piosenniel]

The Perky Ent invites you to play in his RPG:

Last Ride of the Heir

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Historical Background:

The year is 2933. Arathorn II (TA 2873 – 2933) has been the 15th Chieftain of the Dunedain of the North for three years. Aragorn II is two years old living with his mother, Gilraen. The War of the Ring has not started yet and Orcs are roaming in Arnor.

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From:

The Return of the King; Appendix A – Part V; J.R.R. Tolkien

HERE FOLLOWS A PART OF THE TALE OF ARAGORN AND ARWEN

Arador was the grandfather of the King. His son Arathorn sought in marriage Gilraen the Fair, daughter of Dirhael, who was himself a descendant of Aranarth. To this marriage Dirhael was opposed; for Gilraen was young and had not reached the age at which the women of the Dunedain were accustomed to marry.

“Moreover,” he said, “Arathorn is a stern man of full age, and will be chieftain sooner than men looked for; yet my heart forebodes that he will be short-lived.”

But Ivorwen, his wife, who was foresighted, answered: “The more need of haste! The days are darkening before the storm, and great things are to come. If these two wed now, hope may be born for our people; but if they delay, it will not come while this age lasts.”

And it happened that when Arathorn and Gilraen had been married only one year, Arador was taken by hill-trolls in the Coldfells north of Rivendell and was slain; and Arathorn became Chieftain of the Dunedain. The next year Gilraen bore him a son, and he was called Aragorn. But Aragorn was only two years old when Arathorn went riding against the Orcs with the sons of Elrond, and he was slain by an orc-arrow that pierced his eye; and so he proved indeed short-lived for one of his race, being but sixty years old when he fell.

Then Aragorn, being now the Heir of Isildur, was taken with his mother to dwell in the house of Elrond; and Elrond took the place of his father and came to love him as a son of his own. But he was called Estel, that is “Hope”, and his true name and lineage were kept secret at the bidding of Elrond; for the Wise then knew that the Enemy was seeking to discover the Heir of Isildur, if any remained on earth . . .

[piosenniel]

Basic Storyline:

Reënact the last ride of Arathorn II, father of Aragorn. Arathorn, Elladan, Elrohir, and other Dunedain and Elves are riding from Rivendell killing Orcs that are roaming the land. They will travel from Rivendell to Weathertop, and then northeast towards Angmar. On their way, they are attacked by Orcs, trolls, wargs, and possibly fell beasts. Arathorn himself is shot by an arrow in the eye and the remaining who weren’t killed, Elladan and Elrohir included, start the walk back to Rivendell.

[piosenniel]

The purpose of the story is to: Kill massing Orcs in Arnor

This means we will know the story is over when: Arathorn dies and the others start their walk from Angmar
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Starting Location: Rivendell

Likely destination: Angmar

[piosenniel]

Timeframes:

This game takes place in the 3rd Age at around year 2933

The storyline itself or plot covers roughly 4 months

This game requires a time commitment of 14 weeks from me, the game owner and from the major players.

[piosenniel]

CHARACTERS:

6 Dunedain Rangers – all male

1.) The Perky Ent – Arathorn II

2.) Ranger

3.) Ranger

4.) Ranger

5.) Ranger

6.) Ranger

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5 Elves from Rivendell – all male

1.) Elladan

2.) Elrohir

NOTE: The players for Elladan and Elrohir must write for them very carefully since they are the sons of Elrond.

3.) Rivendell Elf

4.) Rivendell Elf

5.) Rivendell Elf

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Character types which would not belong: Anything other than male Dunedain or male Elves from Rivendell

[piosenniel]

DEDICATED CHARACTER:

Arvedui III

Arvedui III’s Character

Name: Elrond Peredhil

Race: Half-elven Male

Age: Born around 525 of the First Age

Appearance: A lord in every sense of the word, Elrond is tall, even for an elf, with shadowy black hair and gray eyes shining with the light of the Eldar. As befitting the master of Imladris, he wears a circlet of silver on his brows and rich robes, and on his right hand he bares a great blue ring. And like all the firstborn, his face shows no age, yet on his there seems an air of vast wisdom and memory. Elrond is still quite hale, though, and a capable warrior.

Weapons: Elrond carries no weapons in his own home.

Personality: Wise and kind, with a warm heart and a keen sense of honor and justice, Elrond is unquestionably a lord mighty and sage among the free peoples, carrying all the weight and responsibility burdened on kings. Yet at the same time he can be quite bitter. He remembers Isildur, and has a hard time trusting in men while knowing that the time is fast approaching for their domination of the world. Elrond has a thirst for knowledge, and a liking of quiet reflection. And like all elves, he loves good songs and good company and the beauty of nature, and when surrounded by even one these things he can have a bright sense of humor. Above all, Elrond is driven by the love for his children, and the war against Sauron, and works to see that the latter is ended forever.

History: Elrond and his brother Elros were born in Arvernien, the son of Earendil and Elwing. There he stayed until captured by the sons of Feanor in their attempt to recover the Silmaril. He was raised by Maglor, who he grew to love in time. At the end of the first age, Elrond, like his parents and brother, had to choose to which race he would belong. He chose the Elven-kind, and was bestowed upon him great wisdom and power of perception. Elrond dwelt in Lindon with Gil-Galad, the High King of the Noldor, until he was sent to Eregion to help the defense against Sauron in SA 1695. Elrond was present at the end of the second age when Sauron was destroyed, and tried to persuade Isildur to destroy the one ring. Isildur did not, and Elrond remembers it.

He then inherited Vilya from Gil-galad, one of the elven rings of power, and founded Imladris (Rivendell), the last homely house east of the sea. In TA 109, he married Celebrian, daughter of Celeborn and Galadriel, and had three children: Elladan, Elrohir, and Arwen Undomiel. In TA 2509, Celebrian, traveling to Lorien, was attacked by orcs in Redhorn Pass and received a poisonous wound. Though Elladan and Elrohir rescued her and Elrond healed her, she departed over the sea the next year. Elrond has always kept Imladris open as a haven to all elves and elf-friends.

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Arvedui’s post

The cool mist that comes before the dawn flitted its way into the locked chamber, blending with the warm musk of the room and the dying embers of the fire in the woven iron grate. In the dew there was a cold sighing feel, as a wet cloth must seem to a fevered man. And the relief the grey air brought was not wasted on the figure sitting in an oaken chair, encircled by tomes and lost in thought. To the unsuspecting eye the form was a man in the middle of his years, seeming very young and hale, yet worn and burdened with the knowledge of age as well, fingering a hansom blue ring on his right hand, his gray eyes gazing to some far away place.

That was, until two soft thumps tickled his sensitive ears and brought his eyes sharply into focus.

Elrond Peredhil let out a groan of frustration at the end of his reverie and was rewarded only by a quiet chuckle from the opposite end of the room where the disturbance has come from. "Diran le (I see you), Elladan." He called out wearily to the lithe already moving out of the shadows behind him.

"Forgive us Adar, but even I must make some noise to enter a barricaded study." Answered a new voice to his right, now coming into the flickering light of embers.

"I wish you would take the hint that a locked room implies." Elrond replied mutinously, but already he was smiling despite himself.

"I believe Elladan received all our lessons on locks and their implications, father." The right-hand figure, a tall and fair looking creature with mischievous gray eyes, continued in a tone of complete innocence. "And you know his hearing can be very selective at times. A most strange affliction."

"Besides," said Elladan, speaking up for the first time, with an amused lilt to his voice, "You enjoy the intrusion."

Elrond shook his head and rose languidly to face the figures. "My perceptive sons, what am I to do with you?"

"Sending us into the wild in the company of a bunch of scruffy rangers seems to be your favored solution." Elrohir remarked offhandedly as he sank unto a polished stool.

"Arathorn is here, then?" Elrond asked, more sternly than before. He frowned and his mind began to work frantically again. It would be soon, but if he them bereft of...

"You are not pleased at this?" Elladan asked with a concerned note in his voice.

"Nay, nay." Elrond answered, sighing and then forcing a smile. "What news from the Angle?"

"Much of the same." answered Elrohir. "There may be orcs massing near Angmar, but otherwise not a lot to note."

"Oh, but he does have a son now," Added Elladan as an afterthought. "Named Aragorn."

Elrond nodded, a mixture of relief and happiness flooding through him. "That is well. Arathorn will need an heir."

"You foresee him being even shorter lived than Arador?" Elladan questioned, and Elrond paused before he answered, knowing of the friendship between his son and the Dunadan.

"A storm is coming." He answered grimly, keenly aware of an invisible weight pressing down on him, and deeply saddened by its presence. "And if it passes, Arathorn will not live to see the light on the other side."

"The darkness may not descend for many lives of men yet." Elrohir said, trying to be optimistic.

"True, but enough of this." Elrond waved his hand and batted away the subject, judging that he could ignore it until he could find another quiet dawn in which to lock himself away and think. "I suppose you both intend to go with him on whatever new venture he's planning?" He asked as a matter of form, sad to see his sons leaving Imladris again but reconciled to their going.

"Aye, so long as there are orcs, we shall hunt them with any who go with us." Elladan answered, a quiet fury evident in his voice.

Elrond gave a melancholy smile, half lost in a memory, and then placed his hands on his sons' shoulders. "Go then. Namarie, iynn nin. Nai hiruvalye man faroth!(My sons! May it be you will find the hunting good)" They embraced, and Elladan and Elrohir left, unlocking the door as they went. Elrond gazed after them, thinking with a sudden, brutal clarity that this hunt would be more than any of them bargained for. He sank back down into the comfort of the books surrounding his chair and knew that for Arathorn, and his son after him, the darkness had dawned, and a war was beginning.

[piosenniel]

The Perky Ent’s Character:

NAME: Arathorn II

AGE: 60

RACE: Human

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Arathorn carries a regular Arming sword, along with a bow, arrow, and quiver. Also, he carries 3 daggers tied around his waist. His armor is merely a thin layer of chain mail with a red, leather tunic.

APPEARANCE: Arathorn is tall with dark hair and grey eyes. He has a dirty face with cuts all along his body. He has brown leather books and the appearance of the average Dunedain, with a red tunic.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Arathorn is a serious person who is having trouble leaving his wife Gilraen and his young son, Aragorn. He has a calm about him that says he’s peaceful but dangerous. There are no bad traits about Arathorn, except bad luck and poor archery. His personality, though serious, has a tint of humor to it. He is a very skilled fighter and a force to be reckoned with.

HISTORY: Born in the Angle in the year 2873, Arathorn lived the life of a Dunedain. When he was 56, he wanted the hand of Gilraen, who was 22, in marriage. At first the wedding as denied by her father Dirhael, but they were later approved and were married. One year later, in the year 2930, when his father Arador died, he became the Chieftain of the Dunedain. One year later he had a son, Aragorn. Two years after, Arathorn left with a troop of Dunedain to Rivendell to bring Elladan and Elrohir on a quest across Arnor.

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The Perky Ent's post - First for the Game:

The summer’s sun blazed a gentle beam of light across Arathorn’s face. A cool wind was on the horizon. A peaceful tiding of leaves dancing in the wind as Arathorn walked into the courtyard. Rivendell’s beauty was beyond comprehension this time of year. Finding a small bench, Arathorn pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. Gazing into the sky, blue with small clouds, Arathorn began to write a letter.

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My dearest Gilraen,

I have reached Rivendell and I couldn’t be any happier. I haven’t located Elladan and Elrohir as yet, but I’m sure they’re around somewhere. How is our beloved baby? I’m sure Aragorn will turn out to be a great man. Something….a deep inner feeling, tells me his life will be a tale of ages. Though I have taken my last look into his eyes for a long time, I could see it. I still can’t believe he’s two years old and can already run so quickly. He’s a great boy. Take care of him, and yourself.

Arathorn paused for a minute, and then concluded:

I’ll be back as soon as the stars will allow. I love you Gilraen, so be careful.

With undying love,

Arathorn son of Arador

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Arathorn took a while to seal the letter, and then summoned a Ranger admiring the Elvish architecture. “Borodun! Borodun! Borodun, come! I have a delivery for you. As I know you know, I said you could head back for The Angle as soon as we departed, but I need to get this letter back as fast as a dragon,” Arathorn said to the stout ranger by his side. “Ay sir! I’ll deliver it post haste. It was good to see you again. I’ll see you on your return?” Borodun said with a grin. “But of course Borodun! Now ride with the blessings of the Lost Kingdom and the glory of men!” Arathorn exclaimed with gusto. And with that, Borodun fetched his horse and departed from Rivendell.

“Now where are Elladan and Elrohir?” Arathorn said as he looked around. “They said they’d meet me in the royal courtyard. What’s taking them so long?” Arathorn pondered as he continued to look around. Just then, two arrows appeared in the ground, at his feet. “Did you miss me?” Arathorn said as he laughed. “Yes. Lucky for you we did miss you! How’ve you been Arathorn?” Elladan asked as he patted Arathorn on the back. “Like a king! How else!” Elrohir said with a great smile. “Not quite, gentlemen. Are you ready for the trip?” This question did nothing more than break the twins out in hysterics. “Ready? Oh course we’re ready!” Elladan said. “If I’m not ready, let’s see if I miss you!” Elrohir exclaimed. And as Elrohir reached back to pull an arrow, he felt something strange. What he felt, was nothing. His quiver was empty. Embarrassed, Elrohir ran to get more arrows. Elladan hit his hand on his face and said, “I’ll go with him, to spare you the trouble of humiliating him!” and then left.

Arathorn waiting for quite some time, became quite restless. So restless that he pulled out his sword and started preparing for the fights. Time waned. After an hour, Arathorn shouted with a great anger.

“Where are my Elves and Rangers!?!”

[piosenniel]

Please use this form for creating your character to post on the discussion thread.

It is a requirement that all potential game players will either have posted in one of the RPG Inns (preferably in The Green Dragon) or have played in an RPG on the Barrow Downs.

Those who have not played before in a Barrow Downs' RPG will be given preference. Final preference, though, will be at the discretion of the Game Owner.

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Character Description Form:

1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – YES/NO - Which one?

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in?

List them, please:

Please note you may play in only 2 (TWO) Shire games at one time. (The Green Dragon Inn DOES NOT count as a game for this.)


3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? – YES/NO – Which one?

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For your character please include:

NAME:

AGE:

RACE:

GENDER:

WEAPONS (No magical, super-hero, mithril weapons. Just good solid Middle-earth weapons and armor only that is appropriate to the race of the character and the time period.):

APPEARANCE:

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: (No half-Elven characters. No mixed-type characters. No super-heroes. No assassins. No one all powerful, martial arts proficient, or having any magical traits. Just regular characters with normal abilities for their races only):

HISTORY:

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First post:


This is a requirement for this game. Character Descriptions without a First Post attached will be sent back to the writer. They may be submitted again, once there is a First Post to go with them.

[piosenniel]

Again, here are the characters needed for this Game:

6 Dunedain Rangers – all male

1.) The Perky Ent – Arathorn II

2.) Ranger

3.) Ranger

4.) Ranger

5.) Ranger

6.) Ranger

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5 Elves from Rivendell – all male

1.) Elladan

2.) Elrohir

NOTE: The players for Elladan and Elrohir must write for them very carefully since they are the sons of Elrond.

3.) Rivendell Elf

4.) Rivendell Elf

5.) Rivendell Elf

[piosenniel]

This thread is now open for those who wish to play in the game. :D

Take a look at the Characters Needed.

Design a character using the form above and submit it together with a First Post for your character.

No SAVES allowed for choosing characters.

No incomplete submissions of bios and posts will be accepted.

Thanks!

~*~ Pio, Game Moderator

[The Perky Ent]

Hello and Welcome everybody! My name is The Perky Ent and i'll be owning this game! It's a lot of fun playing in a game, and hopefully even more fun owning it :) So, now's the time to write and character profile, first post relating to the game, and put it on the thread. If it works, you in. ^_^


~*~ The Perky Ent ~*~

[Eowyn Skywalker]

1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? No, not at the Barrow-downs.

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? None.

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? - YES/NO - Which one? Yes, the Green Dragon.

Character profile:

NAME: Hanindur, son of Seragon

AGE: 54

RACE: Human Ranger

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: A well battered broadsword, one dagger, and a bow
APPEARANCE: Shorter for a Ranger, around 5"7 with brown hair, dark brown eyes, and pale skin color. He always wears a dark green cloak over his worn brown clothes. He doesn't wear much armor, sometimes a coat of chainmail under his tunic, and vambraces, because he is an archer.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: He is a man of the forests, and can slip through them very quietly for a human, though any hobbit could be quieter. His one weakness is his dedication to family and friends, though it is also a strength, it can be used against him. He is merciful to all but the orcs. With the sword, he is adept, but is better at the bow, for his eye is sharp. Basicly, he is a normal ranger in most aspects.

HISTORY: He grew up in Imladris, with the elves, but never picked up on their language, so he understands it, but cannot speak it well. After the death of his father, he drew away, walking the forests more, and more often, with a shadow over his heart. Because of this, he has a deep hatred to Orcs, and other evil characters. He is very dedicated to all who he is close to.

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Eowyn Skywalker's post

The day was fair in Imladris; the wind rustled the trees and grass. It was fair and bright; all was quiet and peaceful. And in that time, Hanindur, son of Seragon sat, and watched the trees twitch in the wind.

"Why does the weather play such games, when peace is not to be found, and a shadow roams freely in the lands?" asked Hanindur softly. He sat in the shade of the peaceful trees, and watched. The sun shone brightly, and there was little shadow in the hidden valley, beyond that which lay under the trees.

Birds chirped, as if there was nothing in the world to fear. And they have little to fear, thought Hanindur. Why would they fear, when it is us, the men, and elves that must fear them. Anything could be a spy... who knows what watches in the dark shadows of time?

A cloud drifted over the sun, shadowing the area. It was but a cloud, nothing to be feared, but Hanindur jumped. Shadow... fear and doubt. There was something about the shadows that caused him fear now, ever since the death of his father.

It had been all dark that day, and though the sun still shone, it hung heavily, and darkly in his mind. And evermore his thoughts drifted to shadow, and to darkness... the past that was so dark to him now.
He fell into those dark thoughts, and drifted into a world that no longer existed to him, days before his father's death.

A voice cried out in anger.

Hanindur jumped, shaking himself out of his thoughts, and out of the dark times that he had been recalling. "Where are my elves and Rangers?!?" he heard someone shout. It was the voice of Arathorn.

He jumped up, and walked over to where he had heard the vioce shout, and Hanindur realized that much time had passed, as his shadow grew long as he stepped over to Arathorn. "I am here, if you wish for my help, Lord Arathorn," he said, his voice low. "Your Rangers have not abandoned you."

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That do?

-Eowyn Skywalker

[The Perky Ent]

Eowyn,

looks good. The whole being raised in Imladris thing caught my attention, but i think it can work. You show good writing style. I personally liked the twitching trees. Nothing better than tree spasms :eek: welcome to the last ride!

[Mad Baggins]

Character Description Form:

1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – YES, Corsairs and Corsets

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? 0


3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? – YES, both

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NAME: Beroth

AGE: 57

RACE: Human

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Beroth has a normal sword and a bow and quiver of arrows. He also has a small dagger tucked into his belt.

APPEARANCE: He has shoulder-length dark brown hair and green eyes. His clothes are a dark green tunic and common brown boots and he has a short beard.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Beroth is an exceptional archer and an average swordsman. At first glance, he seems to take nothing seriously but he knows when he must sober up. Traveling to far-off places does not bother him because he has no wife or child.

HISTORY: Beroth was born in 2876 as the son of Deroth. He lived most of his life in Eriador, as his father was a Ranger. Deroth was killed in 2910 when he was waylaid while riding at night; Beroth took his place as a Ranger. When he was called upon by Arathorn to join the quest to Arnor, Beroth had no second thoughts and joined immediately.

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Mad Baggins' post

Beroth was enjoying his stay at Rivendell; he had never encountered Elves before and he loved learning about their ways and customs. The quiet, comfortable rooms were quite a difference from sleeping outside beneath the twinkling stars. He walked down the corridors silently, taking in the beauty of Rivendell as slowly as possible. He stopped to run his hand over an intricately carved pair of doors. The wood felt smooth and was a rich cream colour. Beroth was about to have a closer look when his keen ears caught a noise at the door. He sprang back and pretended to have been examining the wall as a young Elf maiden stepped out of the doorway and walked gracefully in the other direction.

Beroth sighed, feeling extremely foolish. The Elves were so eloquent and fair; sometimes he felt like a clumsy oaf in their presence. He walked further down the hallway, pausing every so often to look at a particular piece of art. Reaching a doorway that led to a balcony, Beroth stepped through it and into the bright afternoon sunlight. He leaned on the balustrade, breathing in the sweet air. Suddenly, his peace was disrupted by a loud roar from below.

"Where are my Elves and Rangers!?!"

Beroth groaned and hurried off the balcony, down the hallway and towards the courtyard from which the shout had come. When he passed through the gateway to the courtyard, Arathorn was indeed there. Beroth reached him and bowed, saying, "I am here, Lord Arathorn. What is your will?" He straightened up and gave Arathorn a winning smile.

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Hope it's alright! :)

[Saraphim]

Hi, I was wondering that since Last Hope for Moria is going to be over on Tuesday or something, does that count as a game I'm currently in? If not , I'd like to try for Elrohir, please. Thanks!

[ArwenBaggins]

Alas Perky, I have finally returned home and I have the profile! This is for one of the Ranger positions. :)

Character Description Form:

1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – YES/NO - Which one? Yes- many. Most were old, i.e. The Long Winter, A Hobbit's Tale, and others

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? 1- A Land to Call Their Own

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? – YES/NO – Which one? Yes, the Green Dragon, a long while ago

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For your character please include:

NAME: Eirian

AGE: 36

RACE: Human

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: A sharp broadsword that is always at his side- fighting is one of his more admired traits. He also has a shortbow of carved dark-stained wood that he doesn't use often, but keeps safely in its small Gondorian sheath. His armor is plain, for he likes fleet and unimpeded movement. It consists of a simple leather jerkin worn over a maroon cotton shirt, which was secured with braided cord ties at the front. Mail sleeves are attached with points. He will also wear a skirt or shirt of mail, depending on how much fighting he intends on and where he plans on doing it. He also wears a pair of mild leather gauntlets and tough, worn cowhide boots

APPEARANCE: Eirian is tall with wavy dark brown hair and deep, dull gray eyes. He has a dirty, moderately scarred face with defined cheek and chin bones. He has a slight five o'clock shadow. His frown marks and signs of aging are becoming more prominent as time wears on. When not in armor/uniform, Eirian wears linen shirts of blues and reds and boots of tough leather.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: While trying to be a family man, Eirian can be sometimes arrogant and over-involved. If a bet of strength or fighting is placed, he will never back down or not take the bet. He has good intentions, however; he never passes up an opportunity to help someone in need. Eirian often gets lost in thought over the Darkness he feels approaching; once fighting, however, he forgets all of his troubles. Although his wife tells him to take in the sites, Eirian can not bring himself to just 'walk around' and look at things without a purpose. He feels bad for himself leaving his young daughter and enceinte wife, but he knows that his fighting skill will indeed come in handy with the ever-approaching war.

HISTORY: Eirian is the eldest son of the town tanner and a merchant's daughter. Albeit he was never 'poor', money was often tight when raising five growing boys and two daughters. He met his wife at age twenty, when she was but sixteen. They married on Midsummer's Day of that year. He joined Arathorn, Chieftain of the Dunedain, at age twenty-two, and he was soon fighting constantly His wife Eria, just nineteen, bore him a son, but he was a weak baby that died at only a week old. They did not have another child for fourteen years, a daughter. Eria is now again pregnant, so he refused to leave her home; instead, she and their daughter Evelyn were brought to Rivendell with him. What they will do, however, when he leaves on his quest to defeat the orcs in Angmar, is uncertain.

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ArwenBaggins' post

"Papa? Papa!" A small, black-haired girl tugged on the loose leggings of a tall man dozing in a chair overlooking a beautiful, gleaming city. "Papa, lookie wat I drew! See! It's Lord Arathorn an' you fightin' some orcs!" The girl pointed to some crudely drawn stick-men and dog-like crawling figures. The man smiled and rubbed his daughter's head as she continued more solemnly, "Mama 'tolded' me dat you're gonna leave us 'gain ta fight off some baddies… but she's lyin', isn't she?"

Eirian's smile faded quickly from his wrinkling face. He bent and sat the toddler in his lap. A cool morning breeze drifted in through the balcony. It ruffled the silken nightgown of his young tot, making her giggle. He watched as Elves glided across a bridge a little way off- some were in armor. "No Evelyn, she's not lying. It will be two mornings from now, I regret to say. Darkness is stirring…" His deep eyes drifted away for a moment, but a creak of the tree growing through the middle of the room brought him back to reality. "Although, you are only four, you wouldn't understand. Why don't you go find Mama and we'll help her make breakfast," He smiled again and sat her on the dusty ground.

The girl smiled and nodded, waddling past the large tree and disappearing behind a satin curtain. Eirian stood and followed, adjusting the sword at his belt. After pushing back the lavender veil, he was met by a slender woman with a large stomach. "Good Morning Lovely," Eirian kissed the top of his woman's head and started cutting a loaf of bread. The world was good at now, if only then.

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By mid-noon two days later, a modest pile of supplies was sitting just inside of the room. Evelyn was crying and rubbing her eyes on her mother's skirt. Eirian embraced them both and put his pack over his cloak, stepping out of the door. "Fear not for me, my dears. I will return, and peace will be restored. I love you both," He kissed his wife and hugged his teary-eyed daughter once more, adjusting his knapsack and putting a hand on the hilt of his sword.

He took his time getting to the royal courtyard. While he was ever avid to start killing the blasted beasts, he felt a deep quilt inside leaving his four-year-old daughter and a wife that could give birth to his third child within a month.

“Where are my Elves and Rangers!?!” Eirian heard this shouted as he entered the yard. He saw Arathorn standing with his sword unsheathed and in front of the other Dunadan.

"Come now Arathorn," Eirian unveiled his sword as well and steadied the blade. "We can not have you in a bad mood… have you see Elladan and Elrohir? They passed my door earlier, but I haven't seen them since," He shrugged and swung his sword over his head, practicing his swift killing strokes.

Eirian again sheathed his sword, sighing and finding a nearby stone bench to sit on. He flicked a piece of dark hair from his face and began, "Those fellows must think we are Elves as well; they are taking quite an eternity!"

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[The Perky Ent]

Mad Baggins - Welcome to the Last ride
Saraphim - I'll have to check with Pio about cutting a fellow Moria-er some slack ;) Also, if someone posts an Elrohir before you, i'll wait for yours to see who's works best.
ArwenBaggins - Welcome to the Last ride


Dunadain spots are filling up fast. I have yet to see a singe elf. Wow. This thread is really comming along. Also, i think that since this is a small amount of people, things will be easier to understand and therefore more fun!

[piosenniel]

Saraphim

Your character in the Moria game is dead - so you are no longer playing in the game. Please do post a character and first post for this game.

~*~ Pio

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Everyone

If you see an 'edited by piosenniel' on your post - I am just setting up your First Posts to be easily transferred to the game when it opens.

[Will Witfoot]

Greetings. I vie for the position of one of the Rivendell elves.


1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – Yes, the 'Last Hope for Moria'

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in?

List them, please: 'Search for Rhûn'

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? – Yes, the Green Dragon

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NAME: Eldín

AGE: 302

RACE: Elf

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Eldín carries a long, finelly crafted elven blade. It is a light and deadly weapon, capable of being wielded with blistering speed by a warrior with the skill to do so. He also keeps a long, curved dagger tucked in his belt. It is finelly balanced and may be used for throwing.
He wears no armour, rellying instead on his aggility to get out of harms way.

APPEARANCE: Eldín is tall and lithe, with long raven black hair tied in an ornate ponytail. His face is almost constantly set in a melancholy expression and his grey eyes are as the mist of the sea. He wears white robes under a light grey cloak, and his feet are encassed in black shoes.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Born a deaf mute, it was necessary to train Eldín's skill of perception to unpararelled decree for him to survive in the cruel world. His eyes can see many details that others can not. He has also been trained well in the art of swordmanship, and to use other senses than hearing in battle. He has the uncanny ability to 'feel' an enemies blow before it connects, a fact which has allowed him to live this long.
From his early childhood Eldín was taught to communicate through gestures and different facial expressions. He also spent countless hours learning to read, which without hearing proved a difficult task.

Not being able to hear is a terrible dissadvantage most of the time, for one can not allways relly on ones eyes for guidance. Darkness is the chief weakness of Eldín, for his fighting skill's and means of communication are effectively rendered useless.

Allthough deaf, Eldín has suprisingly proved himself to be a fine dancer, even compared to other elves. Numerous speculations on how this can be have been made by many, though none know, and Eldín cannot tell. He is sadened by the fact that he cant hear the world, not the sound of water, the rustle of the wind in the trees or even music. He is a very even personality, solemn and melancholy for most of the time.

HISTORY: Eldín was born as the only son of Elríng and Cerímb, both elves of Imladris. He was taught in the arts of communication, reading and fighting by the warriors and sages of Imladris. He has accompanied the sons of lord Elrond on many scouting expeditions, and it was through his bond to Elladan and Elrohir that he came to join Arathorns last ride. He is forever seeking to do something of worth, and he does'nt want to be a burden for others.

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Will Witfoot's post

The light of the morning sun gilded the scented garden's of the hidden valley, Imladris, and radiated from the robes of a lonely figure seated under a tree, making him appear as made of light himself. Then the wind granted the gardens it's chill kiss and the figure drew it's grey cloak around itself, dimming the light, and revealling a lithe, gaunt elf staring thoughtfully into the waters of the river Loudwater flowing past Rivendel, the Last Homely House East of the Sea.

Cerímb watched her son, her only child, sitting all alone with the same air of melancholy around him that had marked his life since he was born. When not practising with the sword or poring over the many tomes of the libraries, he could be found seated deep in thought, usually as far away from others as possible. Few were those whose company could provide him with any joy.
Desspite all the years of having to live with the knowledge of her son's dissability, Cerímb could not stop a tear from trickling onto her cheek.
As if sensing the presence of his mother, Eldín turned. Seeing her standing there, he got up from where he had been sitting, his cloak oppening to reveal an elegant blade seathed by his side. Realizing that his mother was crying Eldín embraced her, gently wiping away the tears that fell silently to Cerímb's cheek's.

'Is it time?' Eldín asked, using the peculiar mode of communicating through gestures that he had been taught since he was a small child.

Cerímb nodded. 'Yes, Arathorn is leaving. They will be waiting for you.' She knew that her son could read her lips, but she preffered using the same way of communication that Eldín himself used, when conversing with him.

Eldín leaned forward to kiss his mother on the brow. 'Fear not, mother. I will return as certainly as the sun rises.'

He turned from her and begun to walk towards the courtyard where he knew the warriors would assemble. Cerímb watched her son go, before bursting into tears.

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[bilbo_baggins]

I would also like to try for an elf of Imladris.

1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – Yes, one

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? one

List them, please: Search for Rhun

Please note you may play in only 2 (TWO) Shire games at one time. (The Green Dragon Inn DOES NOT count as a game for this.)


3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? – YES/ NO: Yes – Which one? Both, actually

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For your character please include:

NAME: Angakemion

AGE: 437

RACE: Elf

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS : Bow and arrows (yes, slightly stereotypical of Elves), and a dirk, about a foot and a half long, ornamented, with accompanying knife, made by the Elvish Smiths at the height of their power (about the time that the Rings were made)

APPEARANCE: 6 foot (almost 2 meters), brown hair (sort of an anomaly), grey eyes, prefers to be hooded and cloaked often. When he is not cloaked, he wears a simple green tunic underneath. Cream-colored breeches complete his attire.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Anga, (as friends call him) usually quiet, does not like to be in enormous crowds. He prefers solitude, and Imladris (Rivendell) has always provided him with peace and quiet. His strengths include, great wisdom, even for his youth, and premonition. He can sense when someone is not wholly telling the truth, though he can't find out what that truth is, himself. Weakness's, among many, are, that he is not as far-sighted as is almost staus quo among Elves. Also, he is afraid, not of the ghosts or haunts of men, but of his own mortality in battle.

HISTORY: Raised in Imladris, he has sometimes visited his cousins, the Galadhrim, in Lothlorien. He has also visited Mirkwood, and enjoys the company of the Grey Elves. His father is closely related to Elrond, and that is how he knew about Arathorn's ride. His mother died while he was young. He hates orcs, and has wished to kill them all when he was younger

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bilbo_baggins' post

Angakemion could feel the mists of morning rising before any could see it happen. Imladris was as beautiful as ever, with the snow melting in the Misty Mountains, and the water running down to join the river, and ultimately, the Western Sea.

The Rangers that had come a while back were leaving again, soon. He was going with them. He could hardly remember the frenzied events that had precluded the departure. He could feel the excitement charging the air, and giving it that slightly reddish hue that came just before a great battle.

He was excited about going, and he hoped the departure, which he could feel was entirely to imminent to communicate, would come quickly. He hurriedly went to his room, and gathered his packed things. His father entered.

"Father, I have no time to waste, the Rangers will leave soon. I hope I can still go."

"My son, do not fear. They will not leave without you. Now come and embrace me for the last time, my dear Anga!"

Their joyous hug was cut short as Anga realized he needed to leave, and quickly.

"Father, I hate to leave Imladris, especially since I wish to court a woman. But the time for love and affection has past, and battle looms on out horizon. I must go."

"Then leave with my blessing, son. I shall miss thee, and pray for your return."

With that, Anga left to go down to where the party was gathering.

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[Hama Of The Riddermark]

1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – YES - Legacy Of Traitors, but not finished yet.

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? One

List them, please: Legacy of Traitors


3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? – YES – Which one? Green Dragon

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For your character please include:

NAME: Owacyn, Ranger

AGE: 35

RACE: Human

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: A sword, a longbow and a quiver of arrows. Numerous hidded knives, and dark brown leather armour.

APPEARANCE: Tall, with shoulder length dark brown hair. He has a large scar on the left side of his face, just missing his left eye. He has a white streak of hair growing out of the scar tissue.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: A quiet man, he takes great pleasure in watching others argue, but rarely if ever joins in. He is not easily impressed, and often scorns efforts of others if he is not satisfied. He is married, and his wife lives in Gondor, far away from most of the things he does. She is currently pregnant with his son, Seon, father of Roryn. It constantly preys on his mind, and he is prone to bouts of anger, lapse in attention and sorrow. He is courageous, knowing that he must win honour in battle to die as he wishes. He is rather paranoid, but a good fighter. He refuses to speak of his past, partly because he knows not much himself, and secondly because it might show weaknessess that could be used to exploit him.

HISTORY: Not much is known about him, although it is known that he was born and raised in Arnor. His mother was killed by bandits when he was just ten, and he fled to Rivendell on a pony. It was there he met Elrond, and became friends with his sons. He joined Arathorn on one of his visits to Rivendell at the age of twenty, and has stalwartly fought with him since.

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Hama of the Riddermark's post

Owacyn lay on the couch in his room. He looked up at the elf-wrought ceiling and smiled, it was fascinating. He was trying to distract himself with nice things, as he had a bad feeling in his gut about this attack. No matter how hard he tried to dissmiss it it always came back, snapping at his heels and stalking his every step. He constantly thought about Gwendalyne back in Gondor, and his unborn infant. He hoped it would be a son, but right now he doubted if he would be around to see his child born and grow. He wished he could, he wanted to teach him how to ride and fight, to shoot a bow and wield a sword. He sighed as he lay there. So many things were uncertain at this time.

He was just drifiting off to sleep, pondering this venture some more, when he heard Elrohir running past his window, cursing at himself in elvish. He smiled. Elrohir was a good friend and a fine bowman, even if he was prone to make a fool of himself occasionally. He drifted off to sleep, a few of his trepidations were gone, after all he'd be riding with the dunedain's finest, and the sons of Elrond himself. Somewhat content, he closed his eyes...

"Where are my elves and rangers!"

Owacyn sighed as he opened his sleepy eyes, swinging his feet off the bed he slipped his boots on. He slowly walked and stepped out of the door. After all, an hour was a short time really..."I'm here, my Lord" he said almost resignedly. Arathorn scowled at his manner, but did not say anything.

Owacyn sat down on a step and took a long, slender pipe out of his belt and stuffed it with weed. He lit it and sucked in deep, blowing smoke rings as he let it out of his mouth. He was slightly irritated that Arathorn had shouted so loudly, he had been enjoying a nice rest. Maybe he was a little too eager. He lay back and looked up at the sky. "Owacyn!" snapped the voice of Arathorn, "Get up!". Owacyn sighed and raised himself to his feet. "Yes, Lord Arathorn." he said as he went over and stood by the banister, looking out at the waterfall in Rivendell. He saw Elrohir running back, his quiver bristling with arrows, and a few even tucked into his belt, he grinned. "A little over enthusiatic, Elrohir?"

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[ArwenBaggins]

Perky:
Thanks! This game is gonna be fun!

Everyone:
Great Profiles! I really like them!

~Fëa

[Phervasaion]

Hi all. I have a profile for a Ranger


1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – Yes, Reclaiming the city and Hunted

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in?

List them, please: None

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? – Yes, the Green Dragon

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NAME: Paladir

AGE: 58

RACE: Human Ranger

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: A large broad sword which is in surprisingly good condition, and he carries a short bow and quiver. He wears studded leather armour as he likes to use stealth and can move swiftly.

APPEARANCE: Paladir is a tall man with dark hair. He has a deep blue eye colour and a small amount of facial hair.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: He has many skills, including tracking and has a great deal of skill with his sword. His bow, on the other hand, he is not so skilful with but can still cause some damage with it in surprise attacks on an unaware enemy. Even though his skills are many he can sometimes begin to lose concentration on the matter at hand, and many a time he has been known to not listen in on someone’s important words. Paladir is kind and giving but can sometimes be stern and can stand up to many a foe, even though his chances may be slim.

HISTORY: Paladir was born in the Angle, only two years after Arathorn II whom he spoke to sometimes, before he became the chieftain. Paladir’s mother and father raised him well and, soon after his parents died, Paladir began to wonder in the wilderness where a great love of trees grew in his heart. Even though he loved the wilderness he longs for the company of another and over the past year has been looking for someone to wed, but, so far at least, he has not found the right woman.

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Phervasaion's post

Paladir looked up through the wavering trees at the sun rays beaming down onto the floor, and he smiled. “It is a beautiful day to start a journey,” he said aloud to himself. “Let’s hope the rest of my days will be as beautiful.” He looked upwards towards Imladris and had to stop for a while to gaze upon its beauty. He had never seen the place before and, to him it seemed that the sun was shining stronger there than anywhere else around and he may have even dared to call the place a heaven.

Paladir shook his head thinking he had strayed into some sort of dream, but the beauty of the place was more real than anything he had seen in his dreams before. The Ranger had been travelling for some hours without rest towards his destination of Imladris and was feeling weary from his trek through the wilderness. He sat down and set his back up against a tree a began to drink some water out of his flask, and after only a couple of minutes he set of again, heading up the slopes towards the gates of Rivendell. Paladir held a great respect for Arathorn and did not want to be late for the beginning of the journey.

He was making great pace up the slopes as he had a feeling that something was drawing him towards the great Elven city. Even as he reached the borders of Rivendell he heard a cry of anger towards the courtyard.

“Where are all my Elves and Rangers!?!”

‘Oh no, don’t tell me im late’ thought Kaladir as he began to sprint up the steps towards the royal courtyard. When he got to the top there were four Rangers standing. One was of course the great Arathorn II, the others were called Hanindur, Beroth and Eirian who were all great Rangers, but Paladir did not know them well.

Paladir walked swiftly to greet Arathorn. “I heard your call sire,” Paladir said as he bowed down. “And I have come to answer that call.” He looked up and smiled at all the Rangers standing about him.

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Sorry if this seems slightly rushed. I was trying to get the lst Ranger place before anyone else did. These places are filling up extremely fast.

[The Perky Ent]

First, Will - Welcome back! A fellow Moria allum! So, you're a deaf mute. wow. The second i saw that, the first thing that came to my mind was "Woah Now" but, i think it can be accepted. It will be fun to have our fellowship ponder you. So, in closing, you're in!

Second, Bilbo - the post was a little short, but that's ok. You're in.

And BTW, i'm a sympathetic sucker, so don't expect me to be breathing down your neck...that is...if you don't give me a reason to...

Anyways

Third, Hama - Well, first of all Elladan and Elrohir haven't come out yet, but if your post order goes before them, it can work. Second, (i don't mean to be picky but) can you add more detain about Owacyn's additude twords imladris. Is he excited, frightened, confused? there are tons of emotion. If you could edit it with a paragraph or two about his time in Rivendell, that would be Stupendous!

Fourth, Phervasaion - Welcome to the last ride

Fifth astarielle is applying for a elf, but her compy is down, so (s)he'll have it in my wednesday at the latest!

6th...wait...there is so 6th! Right, well...um....that's it...so...yeah....uh...bye!

[Saraphim]

Yeah, I purposefully killed off my other character sooner than I had planned so I could try for this one.

So here we go...

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1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? Yes, Last Hope for Moria

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? One, Search for Rhun

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? Yes, the Green Dragon Inn

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NAME: Elrohir

AGE: 2,803

RACE: Elf

GENDER: male

WEAPONS: As a son of Elrond, Elrohir has the best weapons the elven smiths of Imladris can create. His primary weapon is a slightly curved sword, modeled after Hadhafang, his father's old blade. Elrohir also weilds a mahogany bow and arrows

APPEARANCE: Elrohir is dark-haired and is rather tall. He has a serious face, but one that can easily be turned to a smile. He tends to wear soft leather armour because of his penchant for wandering for months on end. Under it he wears soft grey cotton clothes.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Elrohir, is, of course, a twin. His brother Elladan and he are very close, and while they can and have been separated, they do not like it and prefer each other's company to anyone else's. Despite this, Elrohir is very friendly and, especially when he is not with his brother, will seek out his friends. Elrohir is better at shooting than melee fighting, and will attempt to bring his enemy down from a distance rather than fight up close.

HISTORY: Elrohir and his brother were born in the year 130 TA to Elrond and Celebrian. (in most things I've read, Elladan is technically older) In the year 2509, Celebrian was wounded by orcs and was sent across the sea to heal. This triggered a lust for revenge in the twins, who vowed to do whatever it took to avenge thier mother's pain. They met the Rangers of the North and became allies and good friends with many of them, including (and later) Arathorn.

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Saraphim's post

Smiling good-naturaly, Elrohir went to the armory and stuffed his quiver nearly to the breaking point. His brother stood off to the side, still laughing quietly at Elrohir's earlier embarassment.

"You, dear, brother, should not be laughing," said Elrohir. "You aught to remember Arathorn's impression of you when you eat."

"Are you a fool, Elrohir?" said Elladan, who laughed even harder. "You eat the same way!"

"Yes, but I do not drink like a dwarf after every bite."

This caused Elladan to stop giggling insessently and poke at Elrohir's pride back.

They continued to squabble while donning thier armour and strapping on thier other weapons.

Walking slowly out through the halls, the twins were on the verge of grappling to relieve thier brotherly love when they heard Arathorn's exasparated cry.

"Where are my Elves and Rangers?"

Laughing at something other than each other, they, sped up and met the Chief of the Rangers who was looking impatiently around.

"My dear friend," said Elrohir, "You should not rush Elves, not all of our people are as eager to wander as we are, and Men would stay in lovely Imladris until time ended, if it were allowed."

Arathorn smiled wanly and called again, with an order attached for his comfortable rangers.

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[The Perky Ent]

We have our Elrohir

[Saraphim]

*does a funky little dance* Woohoo! Thanks Perky Ent! I look forward to working with you again.

[Will Witfoot]

As long as youre comfortable with having a deaf mute elf in your company Perky Ent ;) . As for communicating with others of the party, I thought that since he has accompanied Elrond's twin sons's on many scouting expeditions, and Rivendel being such a small place an all, that some of the other elves could understand his mute language and translate it to the rangers.

What say you, and the players of the other elves? Is this allright with everyone?

EDIT: Pio, the colour of Eldín's eyes has been changed to grey.

Edit: Thanks! :) ~*~ Pio

[piosenniel]

Note about Tolkien Elves

Your Elf may have yellow hair, or dark hair - black or brown. No red hair.

Eye color will need to be some shade of grey or may be blue-grey. No green or brown eyed Elves.

Thanks!

Pio

[bilbo_baggins]

Pio: How about the Elves having green hair? Just kidding.

And Perky Ent: Very sorry about the short post. I'm fairly new at this, and was rushed. Hope to write lengthier ones in the future. (Thank you very, very, very much for accepting me!)

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

My post has been altered, hope you like it...

[ArwenBaggins]

Everyone:
If astarielle's Elf is accepted, only one more Elf is needed before we can start! Get your friends to join everyone!
And the profiles are still awesome!

~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

Hama - looks good :D

[Potatothan]

Character Description Form:

1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? Nope, not on the BD

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? None*snif* :(

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? Yupz, the green dragon.
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For your character please include:

NAME:Nuwethion

AGE:3187

RACE:Elf

GENDER:Male

WEAPONS: I know it sounds corny, but he just carries a shot-gun. Nah just kidding. Bow and arrow, sword and spear.

APPEARANCE: Long gold hair and grey eyed, Nuwethion is clad in green and covered up by a brown cloak. Underneath his clothes he carries a light chainmail vest that reaches down to his knees. The mail is covered with a sweater and a a close bodywarmer. (just made out of fabric and not thick, but I don't know the english word for that.) His arms have bracers for the archery and has a kilt-type skirt covering his upper legs. With tights and light shoes finishing it off, his equipment makes this elf a mean keen fighting machine. His sword is tight to his right side, for he is left handed. His quiver is also on his right. The spear always in his left hand for support, or just tapping annoyingly when bored.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Nuwethion carries a great love for nature and lore. Behind his grey eyes shelter many old stories and a not too bad singer as well. He is strong in close ranged combat and an average shot. His accuresie is good and he will shoot what he aims for. His weakness is his mood. If he is in a bad mood and severely angered, he reaches frenzy and will bezerk his way trough the orc ranks. Powerfull and effective against small groups yes, but not very wise while fighting an army. (figure theodon ;) ) His strength is mostly his experience in battle which have given him a lot of knowledge about Orc tactics and battlefield strategies.

HISTORY: Nuwethion was born in Lothlorien underneath the trees of gold were he served in the milatary just as his father had done. Apart from his service, he would dive into the books and study the history of Eldar, Edain, Naugrim and many more. He later on got less time to study, for he got married with the elven maiden Iarbrethil. 20 years after he was married, his wife gave him a son named: Melseregion. Life was good and Nuwethion watched his son grow up to full adulthood and a valiant warrior with great potential. Although so it seemed in the eyes of his father. But darkness struck Nuwethion's life when his son turned 87. When they were out hunting Orc near the vales of the Anduin, his son was shot down by multiple arrows. On struck the back of his head. Since then Nuwethion has a great hatred against anything that even reminded to Orcs. Not being able to life with the pain of his son's death, Nuwethion and his wife asked leave to move to Rivendell. The leave was granted and since then the two have ever lived in the blessed realm of Elrond. Two and a half thousand years to be exact.

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Potatothon's post

Nuwethion was checking his equipent in front of the mirror and adjust his bracer by fiddling with it for a few seconds. He wiped the braids of his shoulders and went to the hallway where Iarbrethil was waiting for him. They did not need words for this parting, for they both knew it was for just a short time. They embraced and he kissed her forehead. She stroke his face for just a second and then he turned and went out into the open air. He turned around once more and gave her a meaningfull look.

"Abedithon le." Nuwethion said.

His wife's eyes lit up for a short second and Nuwethion walked out into the cool breeze that met his faze. Nuwethion decided to take it slowly, for their was no need to rush trough rivendell. And that way he could see the beautifull landscape, though many times encounter, never boring. The sound of the Bruinen sang in his ear and birds sang their songs. Nuwethion himself sang as he went and as he arrived near the courtyard he heard the heir Isildur raizing his voice above bird, river and leaf.

"Where are my Elves and Rangers?"

A few seconds later, men and elves came and reported to him. And as he was a few steps away from the yard, the sons of Elrond arrived.

"My dear friend," said Elrohir, "You should not rush Elves, not all of our people are as eager to wander as we are, and Men would stay in lovely Imladris until time ended, if it were allowed."

"Indeed they would. And even though some of the elves are eager to go, I for one was listening to the songs of trees and birds. Harsh was the sound that disturbed it, although the reason appolagizes for it. Be at ease. All will arrive at the apointed time. They promized remember?" Nuwethion said with a much-saying smile.

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Done and done. Glad there was still a spot open. About the spelling and such, my windows was recently rebooted and not everything is installed so I don't have a spellchecker availeble at the moment. I'm working on it.

~Potatothan

[piosenniel]

CHARACTER LIST

Dunedain Rangers


1.) The Perky Ent – Arathorn II - Owner

2.) Eowyn Skywalker – Hanindur

3.) Mad Baggins – Beroth

4.) ArwenBaggins – Eirian

5.) Hama of the Riddermark – Owacyn

6.) Phervasaion - Paladir

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Elves from Rivendell


1.) astarielle - Elladan

2.) Saraphim – Elrohir

3.) Will Witfoot – Eldin

4.) bilbo_baggins – Angakemion

5.) Potatothon - Nuwethion

6.) Arvedui III - Elrond Peredhil.

[The Perky Ent]

Potatothon - you're in! Now we just wait for astarielle's post and we're off!

[piosenniel]

NOTICE:

The Discussion Thread is now closed to any new submissions.

The character list is filled.

~*~ Pio

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The Perky Ent

Once astarielle has her post and character bio on the thread, then please go through the posts and make a list for me of what order you want the posts placed on the game thread.

Please do the list by the player's name and not by their character.

Thanks!

~*~ Pio

[astarielle]

okay, here it is at long last people.

Name; Elladan son of Elrond Half-Elven

Age; 2,803

Race; Elf

Gender; Male

Appearance; Elladan has dark hair like his father with grey eyes. He wears light blue clothes under black leather armour.

Weapons; He carries an ornate long double-handed elven blade as well, as two short swords and a bow. The fletchings for his arrows are in black and blue.

Strengths/weaknesses: Elladan thrives in close-combat situations and enjoys killing his enemies face to face. Despite this he has a very non-aggressive exterior and enjoys riding out in the wilderness especially with his brother with whom he remains very close. As a weakness he can easily be drawn into a fight before realising that it was perhaps not the best way to solve the situation. He is very determined which often hard to resist.

HISTORY: Born in the year 130 TA into the home of elrond and Celebrian. They (Elladan and Elrohir) have always promised to avenge the pain of their mother since she was wounded by orcs. They will do anything and everything to see this promise fulfilled.

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astarielle's post

For what seemed like the fortieth time Elladan checked once more that he was ready. The day was still, with numerous birds flying in the sky like specks on a carpet of azure blue. Many remained unseen, but not unheard, in the depths of the trees having glorious conversations with each other. He stood in the courtyard amoung many Elves and Men all united by one cause, joined together by single foundation. He turned around an traced every contour of the Homely House, as he had done many times before, as if etching it into his mind, not one arch or doorway to be forgotten.

The twins had entered the courtyard enthusiastically some minutes before. "I do not doubt the honesty of men, for that is the basis of living in communities. What I do doubt is their time-keeping!" He replied to a ranger standing near him.

Elrohir and Elladan had answered Arathorns call readily, and needed no encouragement or persuasion. If there was one sole thing they hated in life, if it is at all possible for Elves to 'hate', in human terms, it would be orcs.
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occ; back now (am very tired and have found knew meanings of the words 'knackered' adn 'painful'), we came 4th (last year we were 15th) and brought back a collection of 5 trophies!

[Potatothan]

Wow, my nickname is a vegeteble:D Well, I had to see it coming. Anyway, thanko's. It seems we are spoken fore. When are we starting?

~Potatothan

[Eowyn Skywalker]

As Potatothan said, when will we start?!

And Potatothan, I probably never would've noticed the 'potato' in your name, and thought anything of it. It's a cute name, in my opinion... snrk.

Well, all the places are filled... coolness! Now I get to see how well Hanindur fits in this game.

-Eowyn Skywalker

[piosenniel]

I'd like to remind players not to start chatting on the discussion thread.

The Perky Ent will put the list of names of players for First Post order on this thread when he has time to do so, and I will then transfer them to the game thread.

Since I have to work today - this will not probably happen until tomorrow at the earliest.

~*~ Pio, Game Moderator

[ArwenBaggins]

Everyone:
Alas, the game has yet to start and I am already taking a leave of absence. I will be working at a Renaissance Faire in Arrington-Triune ((Just south of Nashville)) Tennessee Friday night through Saturday night, and not returning until Sunday evening.

Thanks for your cooraperation!
~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

Arwen, it's all cool ;) So, now i need to create an order. Actually, before i address that, astarielle - i have a problem with your post.


Right now, all of the posts consist of the elves and rangers returning arathorn's call. You, however, didn't really talk about that. So can you make your post more corresponding with Saraphim. Thanks


I'll have the order up in about a day. Just need to do some prioritizing. But here's part of the order:


The Perky Ent
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:D Just a few more days, and then Let the good times roll!

[Mad Baggins]

Alas, I too will be gone tonight and most of tomorrow to a friend's house. I don't know when I shall return. In fact, I mean not to. (Actually, I do, but I just decided to throw in a little movie tidbit. :))

[The Perky Ent]

Don't worry everybody! It's all good. The red book says Any character that goes missing for a two week period of time can be "killed off" or "lost" and will be out of the game. If you have posted that you will be gone, the game owner can then decide if someone else can take over your character if need be until you get back.

So, i won't take over your character. So, just give notice and post when you come back ;)

[The Perky Ent]

Well, i think i have the post order. It is as follows:

The Perky Ent
Arvedui III
Eowyn Skywalker
Mad Baggins
ArwenBaggins
Hama of the Riddermark
Phervasaion
Saraphim
astarielle
Will Witfoot
bilbo_baggins
Potatothon


I think that's a pretty good order. If anyone has any complaints, please tell me. Once Astarielle has his/her revised post, we can start! :D

[ArwenBaggins]

I am back! I had loads of fun at the festival, but I like being back home on familiar turf.

Can't wait to start!

~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

Wow! Pio's already got up saves for posts! This is really starting off. But then, it won't start until Tuesday cause that's when astarielle will have his/her post revised.

[Mad Baggins]

Was gone longer than I thought, but now I am back! Looks good, everyone!

[astarielle]

edited my post!

[Potatothan]

Check your PM's in a few moments, please.

~*~ Piosenniel, Game Moderator

[The Perky Ent]

Potatothan, no worries! I'll quit the habbit. Well now, the posts are edited...so, Pio, let's open up the RPG!!!

[The Perky Ent]

OK! Here's the gameplan:

I will write a post about Arathorn talking to all the people in the courtyard

Then, at about friday if not sooner, if everybodies gotten at least one post, Arvedui will write a post about Elrond giving us his blessing and sending us off.

From there, we travel, until we find orcs running into the trollshaws. We follow. We'll find the orcs are dead, and we're cornered with a bunch of trolls.

Then, it's off to Weathertop.

That should take several weeks so i think that's a good start. I'll start writing a post immediatly, and the game will be open.

This is a really cool game and i think it can be really fun. Hope it is ^_^

~*~ The Perky Ent ~*~

PS. If you get writers cramp, and i know i do, you can save time by calling me Perky ;)

[The Perky Ent]

Well, i put up my post, so now feel free to post on the RPG!

BTW, Eowyn, love the avatar!

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Well, i put up my post, so now feel free to post on the RPG!

BTW, Eowyn, love the avatar!

Yeah, that's my 'cross-dimentonal' avatar. Snrk.

Okay, I'm working on my next post now, glad this is started.

-Eowyn Skywalker

[Will Witfoot]

Perky, not to appear petty or anything, but Cerímb's actually the mother of Eldín ;) .
Otherwise, it's all looking really good. I'll try to get in a post as soon as possible.

[Potatothan]

It's a problem if I post multiple times before everyone else has done so is it?

~Potatothan

[piosenniel]

Potatothon

You can post more than once - just don't place one post for your character directly after the other without another player's post in between.

[ArwenBaggins]

Sorry I haven't been here lately. 'A Land to Call There Own' is wrapping up, and it's time consuming. ;)

Going to do a post now!
~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

Will - woah now! didn't see that. Very sorry! i'll fix it, or find some other way! ;)

BTW everyone, i know everyone is having end of the year stresses, but after the school year, this RPG will be really good!

Arwen - no worries ;)

Everyone, apparently, not everyone has posted, so it might take longer, but i'd like to leave imladris soon. There is a party arranged so please grant us with your presence.

[Mad Baggins]

Sorry, but I'm gone from tomorrow until late Sunday, so I probably won't post again until Monday.

[Saraphim]

I finally posted. Elrohir apparently shares my opinion that parties are fun, and I'm looking forward to getting it and this rpg going!

[piosenniel]

Everyone

Please remember to edit off your signatures from each post to the game.

Thanks!

~*~ Pio

[Eowyn Skywalker]

I won't be home until late tommorow, so I may not get a post in until Sunday, as we are somewhat busy over the weekend, but I'll try to get one finished late Friday.

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

Sorry I havent posted yet, study's been eating into my time. I'll definitely try and have a post up later today or tomorrow.

[Mad Baggins]

I am terribly sorry, but I don't have time to post a response today. You don't have to wait for me to post before Elrond gives his blessing; I'd just hold things up until Monday. Sorry, and bye!

[The Perky Ent]

Everyone - Yes, we're all busy. I know it would be hard playing at this time, but although it may not be perfect, we can still make it a good rpg! With luck, it should be very good!

[The Perky Ent]

Everyone, I really like how these posts are going! I especially like the Eirian's daughter being the little flower girl! :) It was a nice touch, Phervasaion! Now to business. I'll have a finished post by later today, in which Arathorn comes back, asks the men and elves if they're getting along, and then start the party.

[ArwenBaggins]

Everyone, I really like how these posts are going! I especially like the Eirian's daughter being the little flower girl! :) It was a nice touch, Phervasaion! Now to business. I'll have a finished post by later today, in which Arathorn comes back, asks the men and elves if they're getting along, and then start the party.

Er.... Perky, Eirian is my character, not Phervasaion's. ;) Just wanted to tell ya that.

I also wanted to say that I will create a post for Eirian responding to all of the kudos his daughter got. Perky, when I post it up, could you please paste it in? Thanks in advance.

~Fëa
--Player of Eirian--

[The Perky Ent]

ArwenBaggins - What I meant to say was, good job Phervasaion, Potatothan, and ArwenBaggins. I just really liked Phervasaion's post. I know Eirian is your character! Also, I'll put up your post, no problem! ;)

[Eowyn Skywalker]

I'm working on a post, and should get it up today. Should. Yes, it's a party post, not before. This is a save, ehh? As if we couldn't tell, Perky...

-Eowyn Skywalker

[The Perky Ent]

Change of Plans! Arvedui III (Elrond) is gonna start the party off. I think you'll find it turns out to be quite funny. So i'll use my previous save for your post ArwenBaggins

[Arvedui III]

Party, eh? Ah well, so long as you Dunedain don't make too much of a mess...

I put up a save, and will fill it soon as I can.

[ArwenBaggins]

Hehehe... just a slight misunderstanding. ;)

I'll get the post in soon!

~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

Well, I have just been informed that Arvedui III won't post the party til tuesday, but assures me it will be detailed. So, if you want to continue the party talking to each other, I still have a save up, and you can post your posts on the discussion thread and i'll add it to the save.

[ArwenBaggins]

Perky:
Just to enform you I'm still working on that post! We had a computer crash over the weekend and my computer is just now starting to work again *knocks on wood*. I lost the post, but will be done with it by late Tuesday.

Thanks,
Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

It's ok ArwenBaggins! Arvedui is halfway through the post and should be done tomorrow! It's gonna be a really fun party. Hope everyone shows up!!!

[ArwenBaggins]

M'chadoky! Just thought I'd tell you!

Psst.... post at the White Horse Inn Perky! :)

~Fëa

[Arvedui III]

I have posted. Let the party begin. :)

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Yay! I've posted, the party has began!

-Eowyn Skywalker

[The Perky Ent]

Well, Arvedui III has posted. Let's get this party started :smokin: :smokin:

[ArwenBaggins]

Perky:
Just forget the post I was going to put up. It never got finished.

Everyone:
I'll put up a save for a party post!!! :)

~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

Ok, i'll delete the save. I'll fill in my save tonight!

[piosenniel]

The Save is already deleted.

Please do get yours filled in by tonight.

[The Perky Ent]

Well, i've filled in my save. Men and elves please add on to my party idea! That is, if you want to!

[Saraphim]

Urgh. I finally posted. If I did something ungood, I'll edit straight away, but other than that, let's get this party started!!

[ArwenBaggins]

Sorry I did not fill in my save from the 12th. I lost internet connection. I'll go put up a party post now.

~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

Looking good everyone! Let's leave Rivendell by Thursday! Then we're off for the quest!!!


BTW, Saraphim, nice new avatar!

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Okay, I have a post up. It's a little shorter than normal, but that's only because I have no clue what alcaholic infulence is like, and I can't write my chacter from experience anymore... at least until the party is over. But I do have a post up now.

-Eowyn Skywalker

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

Sorry havent been postng 've had a load of exams just ht me at one tme 'll try and get a post up sometme soon...sorry agan

[piosenniel]

Everyone:

Just a reminder - Please delete your signature from every post to the Game, including SAVE's.

Thanks!

~*~ Pio, Game Moderator

[The Perky Ent]

Pio and All - Please remember to erase all sigs like Pio said. It throws off the vibe of the RPG. It's just one of those rules that everyone forgets and then remembers ;)
Everyone - Well, slight change of plans! Arvedui will (hopefully) make a post Tuesday about Elrond's thoughts about the party. Then, on Wednesday, I want all the men and elves to get a good nights sleep and meet at the gates of Imladris for their departure



That's about it! It's looking good everyone! Keep up the good work!

[Will Witfoot]

Well, here I go again, writing another appology on another RPG thread ;) . Perky, I'm sorry I haven't been able to post for a while, but I should have time to start posting proper again tomorow. In the meantime, what if I set up a save for the party?

Till tomorow then.

[piosenniel]

Here is a brief reminder of the Shire rules about SAVEs for Shire RPG's:

Keep the 'SAVE' option to a minimum. Don't use it for a crutch, thinking you will get back to the post later - this usually doesn't happen.

'SAVE's should be gone back to and posted on within a 24 hour time period.(& preferably less time than this)

'SAVE's should contain a brief, even one sentence description of what the poster intends to post about.

Other writers are free to post after a 'SAVE' has been put on a space. It is the responsibility of the writer who has posted the 'SAVE' to work within the posts before and after it.

If you decide you are not going to use a 'SAVE', then it is your responsibility to DELETE it from the game.

[The Perky Ent]

Well, we're on the road. If we can, let's reach the trollshaws by monday. We're really movin now!

[Eowyn Skywalker]

I have another post up now. And now, on to the Troll Shaws, I guess. Must start working out a post for then...

-Eowyn Skywalker

[ArwenBaggins]

Everyone:
I'm going to a convention for Duke Talent Search this weekend through Tuesday- limited computer time. I will write up a post for the Trollshaws, check in late Tuesday, and have it here for someone to paste up by late Wednesday afternoon, possibly earlier.

Have fun while I'm away!
~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

ArwenBaggins Congradulations!!! We'll miss you.

Everyone, i'm working up the trollshaws post which should be ready Sunday. So, it depends on how we want to play the game. I'll keep the date for Monday, unless anyone objects, in which case, i'll try to change it.


BTW, Exams half-way over! Thank Eru!

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Posted again... sigh, leaving Rivendell is hard. And I'm fine with Monday, by the way.

PS: ArwenBaggins, can you post on Fantasyforest before you leave? You've left me hangin there with no other royals to talk to for too long...

-Eowyn Skywalker

[Saraphim]

Alright, I took a few liberties with my last post. If it isn't good with you guys, I'll change it. I just thought I'd go for a Aragorn-before-the-gates-of-the-Morannon type moment. Anyway, tell me if it isn't spiffy, perky or pio, and it's gone quicker than you can say the geniology of the house of Finwe.

[The Perky Ent]

Everyone, the forshadowing is great! and BTW Saraphim, I liked your post. After reading it, I just started sayingI see in your eyes, the same fear that may take the heart of me. A day may come, when the courage of men fail. when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. but it is not this day. THIS DAY, WE FIGHT!


That felt good! 2 more days! Now, for something RPG related! I'm almost done with my post, and will post it Monday! Should be fun. Now, in my post, we of couse go into the trollshaws, for reasons you'll find out about in a day. Time to get out those swords, because the fighting is starting.

[The Perky Ent]

Trollshaws is up! First come, first serve! And BTW, I don't expect you to have peacetalks!

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Sigh... trying to write how to kill a troll is NOT easy... *runs off to replay the Trollshaws in the FotR game*

But I have posted now...

-Eowyn Skywalker

[The Perky Ent]

Hello Everyone! Well, I'd like to finish the Trollshaws sometime soon. I want to get in a couple more posts before I sum it up so please get those posts in! I'm writing one today, but would like it finished by Monday.


Btw, I'm out of school! Now you have my full attention


Btw Btw, ROTK is so cool ^_^

[ArwenBaggins]

I've got my Trollshaws post up! :)

~Fëa

[Saraphim]

I'll post again at the end of the troll-battle, that is, if you aren't going to forward it from the shaws in one fell swoop, perky.

EDIT: This is my 200th Post!!!! I'm starting to follow in your footsteps, Perky! :smokin:

[The Perky Ent]

Well, if you read my post, you'll find the trolls are all gone. However, there is a second wave coming. Here's a hint. They're much more. The idea is to ambush them and fight. So, keep a couple more posts in, and I'll start the second wave.


BTW, Saraphim - :D Good Times Good Times :D

[Eowyn Skywalker]

If I may, I think there's one error, and that's that trolls turned into stone in daylight... and wasn't it still daylight when they attacked us? Just a thought, forgive me if I'm wrong there.

Posted again, though. Up the trees with the elves and rangers...

-Eowyn Skywalker

[The Perky Ent]

It was getting dark when we attacked, and the canopy of trees shaded the light. So, now we're up trees! It's like to Hobbit ;)

Eowyn - If Pio doesn't fix it first, you need to put the [ / b] on you italic

[bilbo_baggins]

Terribly sorry, but due to problems arising suddenly, I must abandon my character. Feel free to let the trolls kill him if necessary. But make the end heroic, and make sure there are singing elves in the background like at Haldir's death! :p :D

[The Perky Ent]

This is very said Bilbo :'( You were a pleasure to have around. May your problems be fixed soon. I speak on behalf of the RPG saying we'll miss you. You gave tremendous energy to the RPG. Alas, if it must be done, I'll have your character die in the 2nd troll wave!


Goodbye and Good luck!


~*~ The Perky Ent ~*~


EVERYONE - Until I kill Bilbo_Baggins' character off, he technically still exsist. Please continue to interact!

[The Perky Ent]

astarielle - The second wave hasn't actually started yet. They approach, but we have not ambushed them yet. The men and elves are currently tending their wounds, preparing for the second wave, and climbing up the trees! If you would, please edit your post. I'll probably make the second wave in 1-2 days, so everyone can get in an opinion. Sorry, but i'm trying to make the game fit the time.


~*~ The Perky Ent ~*~

[Phervasaion]

I must say that im really enjoying this RPG at the moment, almost as much as my last. I'll try to get more posts up. How long do we have left before the RPG ends, by the way?

P.S I think one of us is going to beet Hurin with the amount of trolls we're killing :D .

[piosenniel]

The Game opened on 05/04. It is scheduled to run a maximum of 14 weeks.

Final day for the game is 08/10/04.

[astarielle]

sorry, i got carried way, I've got a bloodlust!! hehe, sure i'll change it right away

[The Perky Ent]

Yeah. Bloodlust is cool, but not now. But don't worry. By the end of this RPG, you'll probably kill around 100 orcs, wargs, and trolls! Something to look foward to :D Anyways, I'll start the second wave and kill off Bilbo-Baggins' character tomorrow. Then we'll fight the second wave and get back on the road. Sound good?


Edit:This is my 900th post ^_^ A hundred more and I'm 4 digits ^_^

[ArwenBaggins]

Sounds great! :) Hope everything turns out Bilbo. ;)

Waaahhhhh! I want my 967 post back! I lost'm all after the crash.... *cries & runs off* Okay, better now. :D

~Fëa

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Okay, okay, I was just checking, Perky... and did I miss one of my italics.... oops. Where was that, I wonder... hmmmm.

We'll miss you, Bilbo... sigh.

-Eowyn Skywalker

[The Perky Ent]

Right! Well, I think I'll start off the second wave and kill Anga today. Probably sometime in the afternoon. So get ready for a battle with more trolls, only this time....naw, I won't spoil the suprise!

[ArwenBaggins]

Oooh! Suprises! *grins* I like suprises. ;)

I'll go check out the thread.

~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

Well, the second wave has started. Anga is dead. Elves, if you want, you can run out of arrows and jump down to join the battle. Men, continue fighting.

[Eowyn Skywalker]

I put in a save... my first save ever, wow... (I was going to never put one in, sigh), because though, I have to go and eat, so I couldn't finish the post. Yes, I write all my posts on the spur of the moment, snrk.

Well, I'll fill it tonight, after I eat.

-Eowyn Skywalker

EDIT: My save is filled... mwha-ha-ha-ha-ha...

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

YES! I got a post up :rolleyes:
Sorry i've been so lazy, but ive had some problems irl.
Owacyn is lethal when he's angry, much like Rek is in 'Legend'...(awesome book)

[The Perky Ent]

Wow. No wonder it made my jaw drop. Who is this, Owacyn or Neo? Lol. Good posts everyone! Keep up the good work! Everyone else, try to get a post in by Tuesday, because I think we'll end the battle then.

Cheers!

[Eowyn Skywalker]

I'll try to get one more post up then... hey, Hama, are you trying to make your character imitate Obi-Wan (Padawan), or Neo? Very... scary.

-Eowyn Skywalker

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

Neither, he doesn't twist over the troll, but sort of under the trolls neck...its hard to explain in words, i'll try to draw a pic in paint and get it up later...

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

For Eowyn, a graphical display...

Owacyn and the Troll (http://uploader.sutherns.com/images/owacyn.jpg)

Hope this helps...the whole mvoe probably took only about 1.5 seconds, so you'd barely have time to register it...

[ArwenBaggins]

Er.... okay. ;)

I've got a post up for the second wave.

~Fëa

[Eowyn Skywalker]

*blinks* Not a graphics artist, are you... snrk. Yes, that helps me understand what you meant, thank you.

By Obi-Wan, I was implying the sudden fit of anger, by the way, not actions...

-Eowyn Skywalker

[Saraphim]

I got my second wave post up. Elrohir seems to vent his feelings in odd ways, and the trolls feel the brunt of it. :D

I hope it wasn't too bloody, but I'll edit if anyone gets nauseated.

Oh, and cool graphic, Hama.:D

[The Perky Ent]

Well, good work everyone. I'm very sorry, but I couldn't help myself. I had to draw a pic of the scene. So, here it goes:

Troll Killing (http://uploader.sutherns.com/images/Owacynkillsorcs3.jpg)

Good ole Apple Works (Yes I use Macs. Used best for the artistic mind) Well, I'll get another post in really soon, then hopefully after all the Matrix/Star Wars gravity defying action, we can move on to the next portion of the quest. However, you anyone feels they'd like to make the battle longer, do not hesistate! This battle will have to hold you until we get to Amon Súl. I have no problem extending it. In fact, I'm strongly recomending it. Nothing funner than a good battle!


Perky

[piosenniel]

I've converted your images to links, now.

Thanks!

~*~ Pio

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

Owacyn doesn't go over the troll's head, he goes under the neck, other than that...

Also, Eowyn, I was considering doing really good sprite graphics, but i figured it wasn't worth my while...its not the best picture i've ever done ;)

[The Perky Ent]

I know, but I like drawing! I'll get up another post today, and probably tomorrow. Also, Hama, Sprite? I'm not quite familiar with that program, but then, I use Mac....unless you use mac, in which case I'm stumped.

[The Perky Ent]

Let the contest begin. This brings back good memories from the movies! Gimli:That still only counts as one! and I know there's a few from Helm's Deep, but they aren't as memorable. If anyone else wants to join in on the game, you're more than welcome. Because of this contest, I will extend the end date for the trolls until Wednesday, if it lasts that long. Remember, although there are tons of armed trolls in the ring, there's about 50 or so in front of it hidden in the trees. If anyone wants to go running off, by all means!


-Perky

[The Perky Ent]

I thought you'd take the bait hama! Glad you did. Don't worry, Arathorn to the rescue. I'll just pull some more "legolas" moves. BTW, that had to hurt. You're insured right? If Arathorn survives (Which he doesn't), he's going to start a Health Insurance Policy. If only Boromir had it. Then they could pay to get the horn fixed. But I digress!

[ArwenBaggins]

Fare thee well, weary travellers!

(or)

I'm going on vacation tomorrow through the 19th of June. I'll be in Williamsburg Virginia, about 6 hours drive from home. I'll be back on the 20th!

I also wanted to say that I've a new roleplay opening called 'Farmer in the Dale'. It will open on the 30th.

I'll be thinking of ya'll!

~Fëa
*The wonderfully Southern Elf*

[The Perky Ent]

Don't worry! Your character is in fine hands...I mean, in fine branches ;) [b]Everyone - If there isn't any objections, I'll write a post ending the battle. It will be posted tomorrow or the day after, unless anyone objects



Perky

[Eowyn Skywalker]

I have another post up... no, I'm not trying to kill Hanindur, but there had been a surprising lack of injuries in this battle... and Hanindur isn't invinsible... so... well... might as well let him get injured.

-Eowyn Skywalker

[ArwenBaggins]

Heh, I found one of those computer chat places... snrk.

Just wanted to check in and say I'm having a blast!

And Eowyn, Eirian's been injured. Yay for injuries!

Well, I must go now. I'm writing a post on paper and will have something up when I get back home.

Miss all of you!
~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

I take it we'll continue the fighting. Very well then. Eowyn, wouldn't be a battle if he didn't get injured. And ArwenBaggins, chat thingie?

[The Perky Ent]

Well, Arathorn is down. Owacyn, feel free to come back to the fighting, or continue "sleeping"! Your choice really. Everyone - I'm going to make the deadline for the troll fight Friday. We have many places to go, many places to see, and many orcs to fight. It's a long road, but fun all the way!

~*~ THE PERKY ENT ~*~


EDIT: THIS IS MY 1,000TH POST!!!! I'M SO EXCITED! 1,000 DIFFERENT POSTS! WHEW, I HAVE REALLY COME A LONG WAY! GIVE ME A COUPLE MORE MONTHS AND I'LL MAKE IT 2,000!!! :D CHEERS!

[Will Witfoot]

I'm sorry, Perky & the rest of you, but as my lack of participation undoubtedly shows, I don't have that much time to dedicate to this game. I'll write a death-post as soon as possible.

My appologies for any inconvinience.

[The Perky Ent]

You're leaving? :'( This is very depressing. Two people. But if you think you can't handle it...ok, write the death, and we'll be sure to give you a funeral with Anga.

[The Perky Ent]

1) Saraphim and Hama, Excellent posts!
2) Everyone, Potatothan has not posted in....forever. Therefore, according to the rules, he is out of the game. I've killed off two people so far, and I think someone else can give it a shot. Therefore, reply to the thread if you want to kill off his character. Sad that we've lost three in these fights, but then, these are trolls!
3) I want the fight over by Saturday, if it can be. Please get your last post in. If you're out of town before Saturday, feel free to post flashbacks. After we kill of Potatothan's character, I will end the fight. Then we'll find our way out of the forest, and I'll brief you on what happens next!

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

I'll kill potatothan's character if its cool with you, just remind me what he's called ;)

[piosenniel]

Hama

His name is Nuwethion.

AGE:3187

RACE:Elf

GENDER:Male

WEAPONS: Bow and arrow, sword and spear.

APPEARANCE: Long gold hair and grey eyed, Nuwethion is clad in green and covered up by a brown cloak. Underneath his clothes he carries a light chainmail vest that reaches down to his knees. The mail is covered with a sweater and a a close bodywarmer. (just made out of fabric and not thick, but I don't know the english word for that.) His arms have bracers for the archery and has a kilt-type skirt covering his upper legs. With tights and light shoes finishing it off, his equipment makes this elf a mean keen fighting machine. His sword is tight to his right side, for he is left handed. His quiver is also on his right. The spear always in his left hand for support, or just tapping annoyingly when bored.


~*~ Pio

[The Perky Ent]

Hama, you were first up, so feel free to kill him off. Thanks Pio for the bio!

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Sauterday's a good of deadline as any.. I'll try to get a post in for Hanindur tonight... I've been rather busy, and will be for a while... but I'll get another post up tonight, methinks. Or tomorrow after swimming lessons.

-Eowyn Skywalker

[Mad Baggins]

Sorry about not posting for a while, it's been awfully busy. I got one up today...finally. :)

Just to let everyone know: on the tenth of July I shall be leaving for six weeks to go to camp, so feel free to off Beroth in any way you like. :)

[The Perky Ent]

Actually, I have other uses for your character. I was going to keep him, but if you won't use him, I'll still keep him, but only to kill him at another time.

[Phervasaion]

Phew!! Exams really do make it difficult to find the time to write posts for the game, but im not giving up!! I'm with you lot till the end :D (hopefully).

Oh yea, speaking of ends, do you think we should end the battle agains the trolls soon because i think we could do with getting the story moving... Well either way im happy. Killing all these trolls is fun.

[The Perky Ent]

Finished my post and ended the battle. Phervasaion - I was working on my post while you posted yours. I haven't forgotten. Everyone, here's what we'll be doing next by Wednesday:
Have funerals for our three fallen comrads
Heal ourselves and gather our weapons
Search for a way out of the forest


If you can get a post in by then, that's great! But as Phervasaion said, we should get moving, and I've got lots of things planned.


Perky

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Thanks for ending that battle... if it would've went any longer, I would've had no choice but to kill Hanindur, because no human being can survive that long, wounded, in a battle against trolls... (thinks about how many times Aaragorn's died while playing the Troll Shaws in the FotR game...).

Ah well, I've posted. Again.

-Eowyn Skywalker

[The Perky Ent]

Thank you Eowyn! BTW, like the new location. Everyone, let's start with the funeral. It's gonna be in that ring. So, if anyone wants to find some stone or boulders or something, feel free. Let's get them buired.

[ArwenBaggins]

I'm back! I've gotta lot of reading too do- I'll get a post up... soon. Pio, you may need to post it in when I'm done. :)

~Fëa

EDIT:

I've got a post up! Whoopie! :)

[Will Witfoot]

There has been a change in circumstance, Perky. Due to another role-playing site which I used to haunt being closed down, I've now got more time on my hands. If you will still have me, this leaves me an opportunity to resume posting on this rp. I will be able to make my last post for the battle today, however, tommorow I will be leaving to my grandparents and will be gone for a week or so, during which I will not be able to get online. After that I should be able to post normally.

So, the ball is in your court. If this is acceptable to you, I would be more than happy to play in this game..

[The Perky Ent]

Will, previously, you had said you could no longer make it.However, you wish to change that now. Since we haven't killed your character yet, we can say he never died. But please, double check before you resign.

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

Nice post Will...it had me feeling really sorry for Eldin at the end of it :(

[The Perky Ent]

Yeah, good post Will. Anyways, I've got my burial post up. If anyone wants to sing a lament go ahead. If you want to add to the funeral, also go ahead. Your choice. I gave a name for the burial ring if you haven't noticed. It's kinda corny, but it fits the mood. ...kinda :D

THIS IS MY 1100TH POST! WOAH! THAT LOOKS WEIRD! MAYBE I SHOULD ADD A COMMA. HMM...1,100. YEAH, THAT LOOKS BETTER ;)

[The Perky Ent]

Well, since no one has posted, I'm going to write a fowarding post, where we find the road and make our way west. So, get some posts in, cause we'll be out of the forest probably by Mon.

[The Perky Ent]

Sorry about making that so short, but I was in a sorta rush. Anyways, we're out, so we watch the sun set, go to sleep, and in the morning, continue the quest!

[ArwenBaggins]

I'll try to get a post in by today or tomorrow. :)

I just wanted to invite you all to play my new game, opening on Wednesday the 30th. Farmer in the Dale is a Mortal game based in Dale during the reign of Smaug.

Thanks!
~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

Kewl! BTW, I thought about doing farmer and the dale. It depends when it opens, cause i'm in 2 right now. Stupid 2 RPG rule :(

[Mad Baggins]

I've got a bad cold and I'm going to be busy for the next few days, so I'm going to try and get a post in tonight.

Arwen, I'm going to definitely have a look at Farmer in the Dale. The name alone makes me want to go in it! :D

[EDIT] Got a post up.

[ArwenBaggins]

The game starts Wednesday, fyi.

Still working on a post...

~Fëa

[piosenniel]

For any interested, here is the Discussion Thread (http://forum.barrowdowns.com/showthread.php?t=10856) for ArwenB's game.

~*~ Pio

[Phervasaion]

Ive just got up a post... Just to let you lot know, im going on holiday for a week this friday and there is no chance that i'll be able to get hold of a computer to write a post in that time. Still, i plan to get another one up just before i go.

[The Perky Ent]

Ah! Everyone is leaving! It's ok. I'll manage. I always do. Although it's getting harder and harder to manage when stuff like this happens, I will go on!

[Phervasaion]

Sorry Perky... I know. I'll ring my mom while on holiday, and tell her a post word for word and tell to put it up on the downs!! But that may prove difficult, considering i have precisely zero pence on my phone :rolleyes: . O well, i'll try to figure something out.

[ArwenBaggins]

I've put up a save for a post. Will be filled ASAP.

~Fëa

[The Perky Ent]

Everyone, just to let you know, you're not gonna hear from me every minute. I am going out of town today for medical reasons, and will be back at my computer in about a week. However, this does not mean I'm ditching you! I will still have access to the Downs and check it regularry. Right now, I'm in MSY Airport on a public computer typing this to you. I will still check regularry, as I have a computer with me, and will have access to them I'm just letting you know so if I don't answer in a day, know I will answer the next. sorry for the inconvience, keep on playing! By next week, we'll be fighting in Amon Sul.

Sorry for the inconvience,


perky

[Mad Baggins]

It's all right, Perky. Just hope you get better if you're ailing!

[ArwenBaggins]

We'll miss you Perky!

Don't worry- we'll carry on without you... for now. :p

~Fëa

Everyone, don't forget my game! :)

[The Perky Ent]

Actually, it's not me. It's a realitive. Anyways, although I can't check as often as I do, I will check when I can. While I'm gone, Pio has come mischif for you! Have fun ;)


Perky

[Saraphim]

*Sigh*

I will be, unfortunatly, going on vacation for the next two-three weeks. For the first half, until the 13th, I will have sporadic usage of internet and will post when I can. But after that dreaded date, I will not see sight or sound of computer as I will be in the middle of the wilderness, avoiding trolls myself.

See the link on my sig if you are in any way interested in the details.

So, while I trust that you will not kill Elrohir off (tee-hee:D that's the good of playing a canon character), please feel free to use him to your discretion, especially astarielle, being the owner of Elrohir's twin and all.

[Eowyn Skywalker]

...exactly HOW long has it been since I've last posted on BD... meep.

Anyhow, I'm putting in a save, and filling it... well... I'l just putting it there so I can put a post in! Been a bit too long since I've posted, I think...

AB, I was going to join, it looked very interesting, but I am going to be away far too often during that time to handle all the RPs that I'm in presently... not here, but elsewhere.

-Eowyn Skywalker

EDIT: Save filled, and I'm in shock at how well you imitate my character...

[piosenniel]

PLEASE NOTE IT IS NOW DAWN, THE NIGHT HAS PASSED

The Perky Ent has requested I set up a little scene to occupy the Rangers and Elves until the time TPE gets back. So:

There are six Dunlendings with no love lost between them and the Rangers. They are on their way to Breeland from their ‘horse-foraging’ in Rohan. The Rangers and Elves are nothing more than obstacles to them and they will gladly kill them all for sport.

Two of the group will spy on the Rangers/Elves as Arathorn’s group heads west on the Great East-West Road toward The Last Bridge, while the other four Dunlendings are going ahead to prepare an ambush just before the last bridge.

They will attack you there . . . this is your opportunity to obtain horses for your group.

It will take your group on foot about three days to reach the Last Bridge. I won’t have time for the attack until Wednesday (four days from now). Can you march the troops along until then?

I’ll have the Dunlendings harass the group a bit as you go along . . . send in their large hunting dogs . . . etc.

Sound ok?

~*~ Pio

[Mad Baggins]

Dibs on a horse! :D

[piosenniel]

With any luck - all of you should have a horse!

Now - can someone please rouse the others and get yourselves started west down the road?

Thanks!

~*~ Pio

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

Well now Owacyn and Arathorn are alert to the dunlending presence...sorry about the shortness of my post...I wanted to get one up though, and I suppose it was better than nothing in the time I had...

[Saraphim]

Alrighty. Both this and my post are rather small, sorry. I'm in an internet cafe, and my time is running low. I'll be back on Saturday night, and I'll either edit my last post or do another, depending on where you guys go between now and then.

[piosenniel]

I also posted this on the game -

Before the misunderstanding about the timeline for the game goes any farther:

Please read my game posts about the Dunlendings and your group of Rangers and Elves. And also my posts on the Discussion thread. And read Madd Baggins recent post also.

Arathorn and his rangers are not just awakening - they are already up, they've eaten breakfast, and they've started down the road. Mad Baggins' character, Beroth, is singing as he walks along.

The Dunlendings are only watching them at the moment - they will not attack until you are near the Ford in the river at The Last Bridge (over the River Mitheithel or Hoarwell in common speech). The dog has been silenced. It was only to make the group wary - it does not herald an attack.

Can someone please get your group about 2 more days down the road and near the Bridge - then the Dunlendings will attack.

~*~ Pio

[astarielle]

I've moved the group on a bit, its now nightfall. "Houston....we have a problem" I'm away on an expedition thingy up near the Scottish borders, i'll be back friday. HOwever, my mum has just decided that we'll go away the day after i get back to France. I may be able to get a post up friday night (GMT), if not then either saturday the 24th or the 25th. sorry guys but it cant be helped.

[Mad Baggins]

Alas, alas! Today I take my leave for six weeks! Good luck in the game and have a good time, everyone!

[piosenniel]

The two groups are now engaged in battle just before the bridge that crosses the River Hoarwell.

6 Dunlendings on horse and 4 of their great hunting dogs.

Will Witfoot's character, Eldin, has suffered a blow to his left shoulder and has been set on by one of the dogs.

Have fun killing and maiming - just remember to get the horses for the rest of the trip!

~*~ Pio

[The Perky Ent]

Everyone - I'm back! I just took a 5:10 fight, and am a little tired, so please bear with me as I try to catch up. I'll get to posting ASAP. Also, I would like to give a big round of applause to Pio! Pio, you really made things a lot easier. Thanks a bundle!

-Perky

[The Perky Ent]

Everyone - The fight ends tomorrow. It's first come, first serve. But If you can, don't kill them all at once, unless you give the credit to others.

[The Perky Ent]

Hama:

1 The battle rests on you confronting Ulfang. As soon as you post that, we can move on, which we need to.

2 In your post, I believe you injure Ulfang's horse. We can't bear extra riders, and unless there's a miracle and the horse recovers, you'll either have to walk, or ride double, which doesn't work. So please, edit your post and find another way to get Ulfang without hurting his horse, because the horse you save, could be yours ;)

Just moving things along,

Perky

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Ugg... more battles... heh. *rolls eyes* Sorry about not posting... I've been rather busy, and will continue to be so... I'm going to get a post up now, however. Oh well, at least this post will be at the end of the battle here, I'm tired of posting killing things off.. I've been doing a lot of that in my other RPs.

*hops away to post* Hey, aren't there seven of us rangers, and merely six horses? Who gets to walk, ehh?

-Eowyn Skywalker

[piosenniel]

There are 6 Dunlendings on horse - but they have a number of other horses with them - "borrowed" from the Riddermark. They were on their way to Bree to sell the horses.

So there are plenty of horses to go round . . . you can let the others go free or take them with you as pack horses.

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Oh, cool... that means we all get horses... now this should go faster!

Posted... short, but makes the point that I'm... err... Hanindur is still there!

-Eowyn Skywalker

[The Perky Ent]

Oh are there? Ok, nevermind then. But I bet the ones that are ridden are better trained. That would be a funny quirk, having your horse constantly ignore you, Hama. BTW, what happened to your old avatar Eowyn? I liked it? But, it's your choice!



Edit: This is my 1,200th post! Blazaa!


Ps. Blazaa is a sorta warcry I made up while at camp, so excuse me it you have a problem with it!

[The Perky Ent]

Hama - Check your PM's

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

I'm sorry, and I'll definitely try to have a post up by the end of today. I'll then be going away for a few days, feel free to use Owacyn however you want, but don't kill him off...

As Pio said, there are extra horses 'borrowed' from the riddermark, so as long as there are two or more 'borrowed' horses, Owacyn can ride...

[The Perky Ent]

Will do Hama. Btw everyone, I'm going out of town today, which really is a bummer, as my B-day is tomorrow. Anyways, unlike the last time I went out of town, I will have full computer access and will have no problem posting or checking up on things. Just letting you know.

[The Perky Ent]

The Game is over 8/10! That's a little over two weeks. We really need to wrap this up. There is now a question you all need to ask yourselves. Do you want to kill your character. The only two that have to live are Elladan and Elrohir. Everyone else can die if they want. They'll be fighting about 2,000 orcs and a fell beast, so you deside. If you are out of town and can't answer, I'll choose for you. Just sayin now, cause the game's almost over.


Here's how Angmar will work: 1) We break down the gate
2) We get split up in darkness. Elves go up. Men go down. Elves find dead bodies. Men find orcs.
3)Men retreat up (unless someone wants to die and make a brave stand and heroically die) and run out of Angmar.
4) Seeing the army and the fell beast, the elves jump on the fell beast and over come it.
5) Arathorn will make a stand to let Elladan and Elrohir (and others who want to live, if any) run away on their horses. Arathorn will hand them a letter, and run at the orcs. An arrow will hit him in the eye, and he'll die.
6) After everyone who can has posted their final post, I'll post the letter Arathorn gave to the twins, telling Elrond to take care of Aragorn.


That's about it! Let's get to it!

[Phervasaion]

Sorry i havn't posted for ages. A few weeks back the power source on my computer decided to give in and it needed to go in for repair, and theresfore i wasnt able to post before i went on holiday, and still couldn't for at least a week when I got home. Anyway, im hoping to get a post up tomorrow, unless Paladirs been killed off (I havn't had a chance to read up on whats happened in the story since my computer broke).

[The Perky Ent]

You're still in, we just haven't talked about you...at all. Anyways, right now posts should be about the crew getting some sleep before the battle. Good luck with that post!



- Perky

[The Perky Ent]

Well, those of you who remain, get a post up ASAP, because tomorrow, be open the gates!

[The Perky Ent]

We're gonna break in today. Get those swords ready, because Angmar is going down ;)


This is my 1300th post! Wowzers!

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

Woo...I'm back from Scotland!

[The Perky Ent]

Scotland? Nice. Personally, I like Ireland better, but that's probably because I'm Irish. Anyways, yeah, now that you're back, get some posts in. They can be about basically anything between finding Angmar, looking inside, and going down a long stair. The elf's have gone down too, because they want adventure also, but the men haven't found them yet. The stairs are very long, so don't rush yourself ;) Welcome back Hama!

[The Perky Ent]

PwtP Alert!

Hama, I read your post, and my PwtP (problem with the post) alarm went off. Firstly, Arathorn is carrying a torch, so there is light to see close to you, but not enough to see the entire place. You could use a torch if you wanted, but it's not necessary. In fact, it could blow our cover. Second, the elves are being careful by staying behind so as not to be noticed, so Elrohir can't poke you. Thirdly, the arrow attack? Is that suppost to be Elrohir making fun of him, or do you thing there actually is an orc firing, because until we reach the bottom, we go un-noticed; and Elrohir wouldn't shoot a companion! So, fix the poking and the arrow. They don't find us, we find them Sorry about that, but we have to stick to the guidelines.

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

K...

[astarielle]

*is back* I came to the conclusion when i was walking that the fellowship couldn't have walked all that way with a full 80 litre rucksack. Anyway, i'm back and enjoyed myself despite not having access to computers. ;)

[The Perky Ent]

lol Welcome back!

[The Perky Ent]

Hama, thanks for the edit. Astarielle nice post. If the people who can can get a post in, we can get to the fighting :D so, we're still going down into the Dungeons of Carn Dum, where much evil awaits. You'll soon find that light won't stop them. It didn't stop them with the horses. Bum Bum Bumm *wacky foreshadowing*



Edit: This is my 1,400th post! Wow! That was fast! Woah!

[Saraphim]

*Collapses into computer chair in exhaustion* I'm back too. And despite my three weeks on the road, I'm ready to attack Angmar!

[astarielle]

if you hadn't guessed i like describing places like that! Can you just clarify this please; in the plan for Angmar we had the Elves going up, now they're going down....how will this affect the plan?

[The Perky Ent]

Welcome back Saraphim! I'm glad now that you're getting back to LRotH! astarielle, the orginal plan was for the men to search the dungeons, where all the excitment was, and the elves to search the towers, where the isn't any excitement. Since the elves wanted adventure, they went back down. When the men find trouble and go running up, they'll bump into the elves. They'll be angry, but will sympothize!

[The Perky Ent]

Saraphim, astarielle, ArwenBaggins, Hama, Phervasaion, and Eowyn: The battle will soon start. Tomorrow, it will happen. The first person to go will be Will Witfoot's character, Eldin. I have a death in mind. Here's a hint. The canal was foreshadowing ;) Anyways, after that, since we need to get going, there is a death order. Phervasaion, unless you want your character to live, your character will die after Eldin. You can deside your death based on the events happening. Saraphim and Astarielle, you are immune to death, as you must survive. However, that doesn't mean you can't get scratched ;) Hama and Eowyn, your characters will die with Arathorn, in a heroic post. The way your death posts will work is: The first part is us getting out and being surrounded. Then, I'll insert your death posts into mine, and then Arathorn will do his death. After that, the post will be about Elladan and Elrohir returning to Elrond, giving him a letter from Arathorn that I will give them. After the letter, the game is over. If anyone doesn't read the thread before your death, I will kill you. Just in case you don't check, I'll be Pm-ing all of you about this. Just getting ready for the end :D


- Perky

[The Perky Ent]

Today, we find them and, also today, Eldin dies. Very sad, but true. Leaving only two elves left. After I post, you'll be able to tell what you can post about.

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

K, if poss can i put my own death post up? I have some cool tearjerkers ready for it...

[The Perky Ent]

Ok, then we'll follow the same plan as before: We'll get surrounded. You post your death. Eowyn does Hanindur's death, then I do my death and end the game.


Edit: This is my 1,500th post! Wow!

[The Perky Ent]

Well, Eldin is dead. We've escaped down a canal, down a waterfall, into a giant dome like room. The lighting is in the center, where the lake is, and where we are. For now, we're going to rest, and Arathorn will do some plot work. Then, we will find a big secret. Here's a hint: Big rooms for big things ;)

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Great, I get to do a dramatic death segment-- sorry about not being here-- how was I suppose to know that I would have limited computer time while my mom was at camp?! Sigh... I'll get a post up though, and try to catch up again... sigh.

You asked earlier what happened to my old avatar: well, due to confusion as to what I looked like, I changed it to one of me, actually. I'll be changing it back to an Eowyn with lightsaber one soon, however.

Off to post-- never thought I'd have to kill Hanindur-- *cries*

-Eowyn Skywalker

[The Perky Ent]

It's ok! Welcome back! BTW, nice avatar! Maybe you should change your name to Dernhelm Skywalker ;)

[Saraphim]

Ok, I got my post up. I tried not to make the twins too happy so soon after Eldin's death, but I may have failed there.

Anyways, I'm looking forward to the last battle!

[The Perky Ent]

Last Battle? No, the journey doesn't end there ;) We've got a lot more in store! Anyways, on the 1'st, we wake it up! That's where your character dies, Phervasaion! On the fifth, we find more orcs and are surrounded, and we escape. Then, on the ninth, FINAL POSTS MUST BE POSTED!!!!!!! On the 8th, I'll do the setup, then the twins will write posts looking at us and running back to Rivendell, Hanindur and Owacyn will both die, and Arathorn will die. On the 10, the last day, I will write the final post and end the game! It's almost over, but that doesn't mean we still can't have fun! Let's get some good posts in, people!

[The Perky Ent]

Saraphim, also a quick reminder! There's actually 6 of us, not 5. Arathorn, Owacyn, Hanindur, Paladir, Elladan, and Elrohir! Phervasaion has been hiding, but is still here!

[Eowyn Skywalker]

I'm not going to be here on the 9th-- Hanindur will have to die after I get home from church on the 8th... heh. So brutal, I am!

Dernhelm Skywalker? Not as catchy, plus we can't change our names, remember? Maybe Darth Dernhelm, snrk. No, Eowyn Skywalker I be forever more! *snickers*

This isn't the last battle? Heh... well, not EXACTLY... not for you, Serephim, your character LIVES!

-Eowyn Skywalker

[The Perky Ent]

Ok Eowyn. On the 8th, I'll set it up. You can die then, Hama can die on the ninth. Saraphim and astarielle, you write your posts looking at the three men on the ninth. I end it on the tenth!


BTW, Dernhelm Solo ;)

[Saraphim]

OK, I edited my post. Sorry about that, Perky.

It seems I was more than confused about that, and I'm glad to hear that there are more battles.:D

[The Perky Ent]

It's ok. It's like I always say: There's three kinds of people in this world: People who can count, and people you can't!

And yes, there are about 3 more battles!

[astarielle]

"Houston we have a problem" I'm away on the 8th...i may be back in time to put a post up on the 9th, if not it is it okay if i do one early on the 10th (early as in GMT - early).

[The Perky Ent]

yeah, so long as you get one in.

[The Perky Ent]

On the 1st, we discover the Fell Beast. Phervasaion hasn't logged on since the 21st, but I'm going to give him some grace. If he doesn't post by the 3rd, I'll have to kill him off myself. Just a quick note for fighting the Fell Beast:


Don't kill the Fell Beast. I have it set up so Phervasaion has a heroic death
No one hit kills, elves ;) Fell Beast are strong. A couple of arrows won't kill it
The only safe place is the water. Other than the lake, we are vounerable
You can get hurt by a Fell Beast without dying. For example: Owacyn can charge at the Fell Beast, but get captured. Then, Elladan fires an arrow, which makes the Fell Beast release him, dropping him into the water. That is just an example
Last Rule: Have fun!


1,600 posts today! Only 400 to go ;)

[astarielle]

change of plan, i'm not going away after all. YAY! =D

[The Perky Ent]

Yay :D Sorry, I couldn't help it. Anyways, today, I'll write the post where we find the fell beast, the fighting with the fell beast will be over by the third, and we'll be fighting more orcs by the fifth. Any questions? No? Then move out!

[The Perky Ent]

Well, I didn't have time for much fighting, I'll save it for later. But the fell beast is yours for the taking! What are you waiting for? Get posting ;)

[Phervasaion]

Dont kill Paladir just yet!! im gonna do that myself, and once again please accept appologies for not posting but im definately gonna put up a final one.

[The Perky Ent]

Ok. Make sure you check your pms! I replied to you important information!

[Phervasaion]

My post is almost finished now, i just need to sort out the ending, so if any of you want to post about the battle with the fell beast then get typing quickly!

The battle with the fell beast will be my 300th post!! I'll catch up with you soon Perky :D .

[The Perky Ent]

Phervasaion, check your Pms concerning Bushido

[The Perky Ent]

Today is your last day to get in a fight scene with the Fell beast!!!

[The Perky Ent]

The fell beast is dead. There's not a large hole in the wall. That is our exit. I suggest we use it post haste. I'll set up our second to last battle tomorrow. Then we can get cracking. If you wanted to put in more about the fell beast, you can post "flashback posts", in which you remember the fighting you did.

[The Perky Ent]

There's a small group of orcs guarding our entrance. Make them pay! :mad:


Mwa ha ha ah! MWA HA HA :eek: (Gasp) (choke) (wheeze) I'm ok :cool:

[The Perky Ent]

Eowyn, you didn't have to stop there. You could have gone through all the way and killed them off. They die tomorrow. If anyone wants to kill them off, be my guest. But make sure whoever does it, they write that they see the torches of orcs from the stairs. It's important quick forshadowing!

[The Perky Ent]

astarielle, good job killing them off. Now, here's what's gonna happen. I'm going to write a post about Arathorn, Owacyn and Hanindur finding things to block the entrance. The two elves will fire arrows at waves of orcs running up the stairs. By the 8th, we're out, and we'll set up the climactic end. Start working on your final post now. Trust me. Also, it probably doesn't help, but I made a little map of Carn Dum here: http://uploader.sutherns.com/images/CarnDum.jpg

Let me know if it helps!

[Eowyn Skywalker]

I didn't have to let someone else kill them? Oh well, I was in a rush then, anyhow-- and in shock about Paladur's death. *hisses* I get to die tommorow! Go me!! *not*

Nice map. Made it on Paint? It does help... now let's see about the RP parts...

I'll work out the basics of a final post, and have it up tommorow... sometime.. ish... yeah. Okay.

[The Perky Ent]

Actually, the ninth would be better. Don't worry. Tomorrow, I'll set up some stuff, and the day after in the morning, I'll set it up so you can die. The day after, GAME OVER!

[The Perky Ent]

Final Posts will be due tomorrow. In the morning, I'll set it up for all of your final posts. We only have two horses. Elladan and Elrohir will take them. Arathorn will get injured, Owacyn and Hanindur will promise to stay to the end. At Arathorn's final request, he'll dismiss the elves, and give Elladan a letter (the final post). So, tomorrow, get your final posts in, jerk the tears, and we can send these dead men to Elvenhome.

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Can you set it up really early? Because I have to be gone by noon the latest my time... *general mountain time, Edmonton time, whatever*

If not, then... yeah. *rolls eyes* Then you'll get to kill Hanindur for me. I'll really try to get a post in though. As early as I can.

Game over... now why does THAT seem familiar, eh?

-Eowyn Skywalker

[Eowyn Skywalker]

*glances at watch* I'm leaving in an hour... so... ummm... yeah. If you could arange to get your post up really fast, that'd be really good. Because I don't think that with what you have there I can kill my character very well... :rolleyes:

Okay, ummm... that's all.... bye! Ish... ummm... never mind...

[The Perky Ent]

Oh. Well, here's what we can do. I'll post a post for you. Then, after the game's over, I'll edit it when you have your post!

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Well.. I'm usually really good at writing fast posts... well, not fast, but you know what I mean. I should actually have a post in about 15 minutes if I know what to write... luckly.

I'll PM a post to you in reply to your post there-- if you can get it up for me, thanks. *I guess I can't stay til the end-- I tried... snrk*

Okay... well, I'll see what you got there.

EDIT: Oh, sithspit! Yeah, post a post for me, Perky-- I got a short one in right now, but there's no way I'll finish that final post now. *hisses* I'll get you a final post next Monday to edit in in place then... groan. *has to leave earlier* Oh well, I tried... I'll get you a post to edit in then... *runs, very fast*

[The Perky Ent]

And thus, another one departs to Elvenhome. We will miss you Eowyn. Namarie! Hama, Astarielle, and Saraphim: All eyes are on you now! Bring em home!

[astarielle]

Mine's up, hope its alright..it can be easily changed if not.

[The Perky Ent]

Saraphim, after astarielle's post, you really don't need I final post. I encourage it, but it's not necessary. Hama: get your final post in or I'll have to kill off Owacyn myself! Eowyn, you know what to do!