Swan Wood - Discussion Thread

[Gandalf_theGrey]

Taralphiel invites you to ... Swan Wood.

Please do not post here until Taralphiel has.

Title: Swan Wood

Basic Storyline:

Taralphiel is a Mortal that after wandering for much of her young years has established a small dwelling in woods at a point in Dor-En-Ernil (if you wish to check this on the map, it is under Gondor and it has a view of the mouths of the Anduin. However, the forest isn’t a feature on the map itself.)

Recently it has been subject to raids by a mysterious force (most likely forces of wild men from the Southern regions of Gondor), but very hard to battle and defeat. In a last resort Taralphiel sends her granddaughter (for she is over 100 years old) to request the aid of what few people may be left in the regions of Mirkwood. It has been planned that she is to meet them at Calembel and take them back to Swan Wood, a few days journey.

The purpose of the story is to.... Stop the marauding foes in the woods of Taralphiel.

This means we will know the story is over when.... the raiders are defeated or leave.

Starting Location: Each of the characters' starting posts will be at Calembel, but they will describe where they came from. My posts will shorten the journey to the forest; to keep the storyline focussed.

Likely destination: Again, the Swan wood.

Timeframes:

i) This game takes place in the _4th___Age at around year _50______.

ii) The story itself or plot covers _1 year___ months (or years).

iii) This game requires a time commitment of _6 months____ from me, the game owner and from the major players. (Note: Games can run the gamut from 48 hours to two weeks, to a month, to approximately six months.)

Characters:

Main character types are .... Men and one or two elves (they must be those who stayed behind after the Leaving for Valinor) I would estimate that there should be as many as 10 mortals (Gondor Rohan, or other if case is convincing) should and only as many as four Elves.

Secondary character types likely are.... raiders, village people, elderly warriors to play the old comrades of Taralphiel, former heads of guards of Gondor etc.

Character types which would not belong… hobbits and dwarves. It would be too far a stretch to place them in the story.

The game owner will play _2___ character(s). Please describe each character in a way that brings the character to life, so that the Reviewer can really get to know the character.

Taralphiel:

Age: around 108 (she was born around 50 years before the War of the ring)

Place of Birth (house): Calembel, a town of Gondor, now deserted.

Physical features: about 5’7", waist length grey hair, deep green eyes. Always in a gown of grey, silver of white. Often wears a breastplate of silver and carries a sword with a moonstone hilt with her. Her name means swan-queen (Tar-queen, alph-swan)

Other: Taralphiel often has premonitions, but this was more prevalent in her younger years. This is what gained her friendship with the elves of Mirkwood. She married a Rohirrim named Eriador, and after searching for him in Mirkwood, finds him and aids the Free Peoples in the War of the Ring, she was in Minas Tirith when it was assailed. Now she lives in Alphirion (her name for Swan Wood).

Taralphiel is convinced that her forest has some magical power within it. Indeed to some viewers, she seems to be able to bend small feats of the forests weather and such to her will.

On her adventures Taralphiel gained much knowledge, of both languages and histories. This she was eager to bestow to her children. It is because of this that at times she is arrogant when deciding what is best for the forest and the people who have inhabited it. She will not abandon her home. She also tends to overestimate her own strength, and believes she can still fight with the skill of her youth (thus her wearing armour). This causes great distress to her granddaughter, who seeks to protect her. Taralphiel at times pushes this concern away. Of late, she has been brooding over the death of her loved ones and her own fate.

Laurel:

Age: 21

Place of Birth: The haven of Alphirion

Physical features: around 5’8", long brown hair, and similar green eyes as her grandmothers, with flecks of gold and silver. Clad in green riding pants and vest with a cloak, Carries a small long handled dagger and a sword. It is a custom all of Taralphiel’s house has a sword fashioned in the likeness of hers. This is a black handled sword, with a silver blade. Its grip curves at the top and a moonstone is set there. Runes of the name of the bearer are carved on the blade.

Other: Laurel is the granddaughter of Taralphiel. Laurels mothers name was Estelien, Maiden of Hope. The forces attacking the forest killed her and her father, Havor, son of Havlor. They also killed her uncle, Ithilien, and her grandfather Eriador. He was the first to die by these attacks. They began as the forest was being inhabited by remnants of Calembel. At that time the skirmishes were few and by one warrior instead of a group. Now the numbers of attackers has grown, and there is no-one save Laurel who know how to fight them.

Laurel is devoted to her grandmother, one of the few members of family she has left. When Havlor, her only remaining grandfather, is mortally wounded, a change comes over her. She falls to despair. This seems to be a great force to Laurel, one that has clouded her life. Laurel is haunted by the spirits of the past, and will not let them go. This makes her introverted and hard to earn her friendship. But, like her grandmother, her resolve is hard set, and when she agrees to go to Calembel, she honours her promise.

The first post for the game:

The sea was dark, and looked like a thin sheet of glass reflecting the sickle moon. Only a gentle breeze stirred the curtains. The trees still gave the sweet smell of summer through the open house, but it also brought the smell of evil.

In her chair the old woman sat. Her eyes stared from sea to plain, watching the rivers flow. The winds moved through her silver hair. She stood, and the trees seemed to groan and strain as she came towards them. Her eyes were a deep green, and they searched the forests. At her side was a long sword that glittered in the darkness, banished only by a few lanterns.

Slowly a figure approached the old woman and bent low. The old woman smiled

'Laurel, I have missed you so!'

The figure removed her hood to show the same startling green eyes. Her long brown hair flew softly as she ran forward and embraced her grandmother. Stepping back her smile faded

'We could not outwit them grandmother. Havlor tried to ambush them in the Southern confines of the forest but was wounded in the shoulder. The townspeople are tending to him but...' she lowered her head.

Taralphiel looked with sympathy on Laurel, and tears came to her eyes. A chill wind blew through the trees and disturbed the still ocean far below. Taralphiel walked out of the house to the edge of a cliff, with the ocean at the bottom now awoken and beating against the rock.

'Havlor is my age, and he is one of the only warriors we have left, aside from you, my granddaughter. I do not know what they are, but they take this forest. It will mean great death and pain if they do my child I do not know where they came from, or what they are. I have studied all the works of men, but I must be able to see them myself!.'

At this Laurel spoke ‘I will not let you out there grandmother. You cannot fight! You have not the strength. I know here you are safe! Do not attempt it!’

Taralphiel strained ‘You do not know my full strength! So long you protect me! I can still wield a sword!!’ at that she lifted her blade and it shone. Laurel cried out in protest ‘Do not carry that blade around grandmother! It is not safe!’

‘Little is safe here’

She turned back to her granddaughter, who was leaning on a chair. She walked forward and put her hand on her shoulder 'I must ask you to do a great deed for me child. I have avoided this for many years, and it has turned against me. I did not wish that to happen, and it has brought so much death. I fear our craft cannot prevail against this force. From what you tell me they now attack in great number, covering more ground. They have studied our ways and can predict us. They are gaining more of the forest. This cannot happen! You know this, as do the villagers. They will slaughter them all if we fail, and then they will fell this forest and the grace in it will leave this world, which is a great tragedy.'

Taralphiel straightened 'I will do it grandmother, name the task, and I will complete it!'

‘You are brave, Laurel, very brave. And I thank thee for it. Your father and mother are to be thanked for that too… But this is not the time for that. This is your task. You must go out of this forest and town, out of this land. We must find help. I would much rather do it on my own, but my old bones do not will it' Taralphiel sighed. Her gaze became grave and set

'You must travel to Calembel. I have sent word to each of the free peoples I have had associations with. Rohan, Gondor, and the remaining in Mirkwood. You must bring them back here. I will not surrender this forest! Not while I live!'

'Nor will I!' said Laurel 'I will go'

Then Laurel paused

‘Grandmother, I see that the Free Peoples can help us, but few know of Alphirion. We are a place unknown. Who will help?’

‘The Rohirrim swore an oath to Eriador to help me and my children. They also swore to tell none of the forest of the Swans. Some of the town of Calembel now are nobility in Gondor. They too, remember my deeds. They will not cower form evil Laurel. And as for the Elves, they remember me in my youth as it were but a season ago. They will know the truth. They know what is in my forest and will aid us. If there are any of their fair folk left. For I fear that the boats from the Grey Havens are all but set out to the Undying Lands, the Blessed Realms of lore to our people. That was their fate. I can only imagine ours’ Taralphiel trailed off, and then looked back up

‘Do you understand my child? You must ride to Calembel at dawn tomorrow. The journey will be a few days, but when you arrive they will be there. Hold council if you will and come back as fast as you can. For then our forest will be unguarded. Then there will be forces to drive this evil out.’

That night Laurel rested in the open house of the Swan Lady Taralphiel. The next day she would set out on a journey that would be as great as her grandmothers and was of greater need than any in her mind. She was still reluctant. She did not want to leave the forest unattended, for the danger that would come. But no-one else knew where Calembel was, nor had the skill to get there. But if she did succeed, these people would help her, and that gave her strength. She would succeed; she would bring back her Allies to drive the last Dark Forces out of her grandmothers’ realm. With that resolve set, Laurel closed her eyes, falling asleep to the sounds of the Sea and distant song of the Trees.

Laurel rode over the Plains, the wind beating at her face, stinging her eyes. Ahead was her goal, Calembel. She had ridden for three days, seldom stopping to allow and to approach her. A strange sight she must have seemed, a loan armed shieldmaiden in this time of peace. But not in all places was there peace. Calembel soon appeared. The small town of quaint builings was long left. Its walls were crumbling and grass and moss clung to fixtures once proud. Entering the town centre, she saw a group awaiting. She dismounted her horse and spoke

‘I am Laurel of Alphirion. Who art thou?’

Proposer/Owner: Taralphiel

[ April 07, 2003: Message edited by: Gandalf_theGrey ]

[Taralphiel]

Welcome all those interested in Swan Wood! smilies/smile.gif

What I am asking for in characters are 10 men (Gondor, Rohan or other that has to be explained) and four Elves (Rivendell, Lorien or other ditto with Men).

the character outline should be:

Name:
Race:
Age:
Physical description (height, eye colour, hair colour, clothing etc):
Background (childhood, motivation for coming on quest):
Any special features:
First post:
Make your first post arriving in Calembel and/or meeting Laurel and attending the council that follows. Try to make a vivid description as is possible, to help really get a mental picture of the character.

Good Luck!

[The Ruling Ring]

I'd like a man of Rohan, if I may?
I'll be back with the profile (have to go to school now) I just want to participate. smilies/smile.gif

[Manardariel]

Hi!
I´m new in Rohan, so I´d be happy with a secondary Character... a villager. A village child that is.
Here´s the profile, and first post. Hope you like it!

Name: Fiona
Age: 8- 10, she doesn´t really know herself
From: A rather large village in the Swan Wood, near the river Ringolo, that has once already been attacked by the raiders.
Race: Human
Gender: female
Looks: flaming red hair (always messy), fierce blue eyes, lots of freckels, rather tall for her age, her clothes (prefarbly pants, but she´s forced to at least sometimes wear dresses) are always ripped or wrecked in some way, because she is so wild

Character: a fierce tomboy. The youngest of 4 Children (1 sister, rest brothers), she quickly realized that fists sometimes are the best way to settle an argument. She only does things she really sees a nescessarity to- or might catch a beating if she won´t. Loves nature, the woods and fields and has a strong dislike for her older sister Rian, who wants to turn her into a "little lady", which she never wants to be. Will rather eat herself that cry in front of others. You could chop her hand off and she´s say "Man, that was fun". With her friends she also frequently plays jokes on other people, and her courage is a legend among the other kids. Even the boys are scared of her. Still, Fiona is a caring *girl* who loves all animals and has an enourmous heart.

So, was that ok? I´ll make a first post ASAP, ok?

[Annunfuiniel]

Hello Taralphiel!
Here is the character I would like to play in your game.
Name: Annunfuin
Race: human
Age: about 50
Background: Son of Ergond and Hilfyn of Calembel. His parents had moved to Gondor when they married but were familiar with the deeds of Taralphiel. Annunfuin was born the day his father died in the final battle of the War of the Rings in front of the Black Gate. So he got his name ('Dark Gate') which reminds of his father's heroic death. He was born in Gondor and there he grew up listening to stories of the great deeds of men (and hobbits!) during the Great Years. He was always told how his father had been one of the soldiers of the Guard and as long as he could remember he had wanted to be just like his father.

So years passed and instead of playing with other children Annunfuin spent his days practicing his skills in arms. He became familiar with all the weapons imaginable but sword was his weapon of choise. This sword of his had belonged to his father and was given to him when he reached the age of 20. And then there came the day when he was ready to step into his father's job and was granted the black uniform of the Guard of Minas Tirith.

Now he had served the Tower and it's ruler for over 25 years. The time had flown and things seemed to be in order. But for a while Annunfuin had felt a strange feeling in the evenings while watching the flow of Anduin making its way towards the sea. The breeze from the shore seemed to bear cries of torment and pain. And when Gondor received the request for help from Taralphiel of the Swan Wood he knew that those voices in the wind were calling for him. He bowed the kneel to King Elessar and said: "Although my greatest desire is to serv you, my King, I shall ask to be sent on this mission for I hear that land calling for my aid." And King Elessar could understand his anguish and let him go.

Appearance: His name fit well with his looks for most of the time the expression on his face was withdrawn and his thoughts were concealed behind the dark grey eyes which rarely showed any emotion. His dark brown hair swept his shoulders and his raiment was usually dark coloured - grey or blue when off duty - some might describe him as a friend of the shadows. He was tall but among the tall gondorians of avarage height with his 6ft and 4inches.

The darkness was only one side of his character for people who knew him better could tell that it was hard to find a person with purer heart. And when he smiled all the gloominess dissappeared from his figure and his eyes blazed and took on a lighter shade of grey.

-Ok, that's it for tonight I haven't got the time to write the first post. Hope you liked my character and let me play a part in your game. Looking forward a lot of fun! smilies/smile.gif

[ February 27, 2003: Message edited by: Annunfuiniel ]

[ February 28, 2003: Message edited by: Annunfuiniel ]

[ February 28, 2003: Message edited by: Annunfuiniel ]

[Burzdol]

Hi!

Name:Ilisit Scron

Race:Man [Rohan]

Gender:Male

Age:circa 29

Description: Ilist is normal height for a Rohanian, about 6'. He has blazing blue eyes and shoulder length black hair. This man dress in all black pants, shirt, and cloak. He carries a long elven sword [given to him by an elf] and Rivendell long bow and arrows. Thrust in his belt is a self-made dirk.

Background:Being born in a royal Rohan family, this man was part of the Rohan King's Guard. When both parents died he went off to become a ranger. From then he has been raveling for about 11 years. Hehas a very large sense of adventure and came for just that.

First Post:

King Eomer had sent on this journey. Ever since he went back to Gondor from the wild of Middle Earth he was expected to be for the Guard. Since he had been in the Rohanian Guard he was expected to do the same for Gondor. The man was a wanderer before this, but now had to do this. Should have just stayed in the wild. And I probably shouldn't have left my group. Heck, I shouldn't have left Rohan, I could have been a Rider.

Laurel was waiting for him and the others as Ilisit rode up. His black horse halted at the woman before him. The ranger dismounted his horse and greeted the kind woman. The first thing he noticed was her green eyes.

"Hello, Laurel. I thank you for inviting me to come," He said as they shook hands.

The woman led him into a small room to wait for the rest. His sword at his side clanked against the wall as he sat on the floor. He had hoped that his training in the Guard would help him on this quest he was about to embark on. The man waited for the rest of his group. He would probably get a lecture from them, but didn't care very much. His mind trailed into different things as slumber slowly overtook his blazing blue eyes.

[ March 06, 2003: Message edited by: Burzdol ]

[Aylwen Dreamsong]

Hola Taralphiel! Sounds like an interesting RPG you have here.


Name: Jesslyn Stone, or Jess

Race: Human (Female)

Age: 18

Physical description: Jess is short at about 5’2, and is slender but muscular. Jess has misty grey eyes, a straight and rather ordinary nose, and lips that are prone to smiling, set in an oval face. Her black hair, cropped to just above the shoulders, has enough of a wave to make it look rumpled and wild, which isn’t helped by her idea of a haircut being to grab a knife and hack off the ends. Her ‘fashion sense’ is limited to the realization that black goes with everything, so she typically wears trousers and tunics ranging from grey to black.

Background (childhood, motivation for coming on quest): Jesslyn grew up the youngest of a large family. She had five brothers who all turned out to be great warriors, and three sisters who at the time of the story have all been married off and are happily living their lives. Her sisters found Jess to be a strange rough-and-tumble little girl, and often avoided Jess and let her play or follow her brothers. Jess learned from them how to skillfully use a sword, and daggers are easy for her to use as well. Jess always admired bowmen (or women!) but never learned how to use one herself.

As far as any of her living relatives can remember, the Stones had always lived in Tarnost. When much of the area of the Dor-En-Ernil became subject to raids, the villagers of Tarnost all knew it was necessary to do something about it. When a message came that the Swan Lady Taralphiel requested aid to regain the forests of Dor-En-Ernil, her family immediately debated on how they could help. With her brothers serving the Guard of Gondor, and her sisters with families of their own, her parents opted to send Jess. Jess agreed for the chance to uphold family honour and go on an adventure.

Personality: Jess is an intelligent girl who dislikes ignorance. Though a (semi)trained warrior, she's a diligent student and jumps at the chance to learn something new. Jess is very brave, but has a strong sense of self-preservation. A good leader, but Jess can easily follow orders if the leader is competent. Jess' biggest weakness is her stubborness, and she's often overly blunt or sarcastic in turn.

First post:

Jesslyn Stone’s footsteps could hardly be heard on the long-left roads of Calembel. Walking through the deserted town was certainly strange, but Jess was used to strange occurrences. Arriving through the south gate, Jess had traveled from her home in Tarnost. An awkward site she must have been, clad in black in a shade matching her wild, short hair and bright green eyes searching the old town.

Tall moss-covered buildings lined the roads, and it seemed to Jess that the people of Calembel left in a hurry. Pots and tarps still filled and covered shops and doors of homes were flung open. Jess’s eyes darted to and fro examining each house and shop as her brothers had taught her. Maybe she wouldn’t be here if one of her brothers were not serving Gondor. Adventure was one thing, but upholding the family honour was another, much more important reason for being in Calembel. Of course Jess wanted to rid her home forest of raiders and rogues.

Reaching the center of the town, she saw a few other Humans and Elves, gathered around a large fountain that had long been dry of water. Jess remained silent, and showed no emotion on her face.

Riding up on a horse came a woman with long brown hair and striking green eyes. After a quick glance at the group that had gathered, the woman dismounted and spoke to the people in a grand, proud voice.

“I am Laurel of Alphirion. Who art thou?”

None of the others spoke first, so Jess took a step forward from her place and bowed gallantly. Smiling and withdrawing her sword, Jesslyn Stone’s green eyes looked over the taller, green-clad human.

“I am Jesslyn Stone. I hail from the town of Tarnost, just south of here. I offer my sword to any attempt to rid Dor-En-Ernil of raiders and such barbarians. Long has my family and village stood by, not knowing what to do, and now that we gather here to destroy the force that threatens us, we know what we must do. We must defend our land and people. Not many of us residents of the forest have gone without losing a family member to the raiders, and I am here to avenge their deaths and prevent more.” Jesslyn lifted her chin proudly, and sheathed her sword.

And

Name: Cartil Stone

Race: Human (Male)

Age: 23

Physical Description: Taller than all his other siblings (even his older ones!) Cartil is about 6 feet tall and is lanky but muscular. His skin is a swarthy color, and his eyes are hazel. Like most of his family, Cartil’s hair is jet-black, very thick, and very curly, and is scruffy and about ear-length. Cartil dresses plainly, save for the intricate sheath that holds his sword, which is studded with many gems and inlaid with gold.

Background (childhood, motivation for coming on quest): Cartil is the youngest son of the Stone family. He learned sword fighting at an early age, but when a party of Elves came to visit his mother, Cartil was taught how to use the bow and quiver. He often was the one who let his younger sister Jess tag along, much to his older brother’s dismay. When he turned sixteen he went off with his older brother Namir to join the Guard of Gondor.

Though Cartil was a skilled warrior, he found more interest (and success) in being more of a diplomat than a warrior or knight. Much of his nine years in Minas Tirith were spent drawing up some sort of decree, message, or treaty, and then sending it himself.

Upon hearing the news from the Lady Taralphiel about the raids in the south, the King Elessar decided to send a representative to ‘investigate’ and help the Swan Lady at all costs. The King chose Cartil and sent him to the deserted village of Calembel. With an official message from King Elessar, Cartil rode out and began the journey to Calembel.


First Post:

The white stallion carrying Cartil Stone trotted along the street of Calembel. After having ridden south from Minas Tirith, Cartil traveled west to reach the empty town. He even visited his hometown of Tarnost along the way. His younger sister was not there, but he promised himself that he would visit his favorite sibling when all was done with the raiders.

Going through the south entrance into the town, Cartil felt chilled to the bone as he looked about the place. A slight wind whipped at Cartil’s cloak, and his hazel eyes were filled with great anticipation as he neared the center of Calembel. When he turned a corner, Cartil came into view of a great fountain, though no water fell from the great stone statues that stood from the center of the fountain basin. There were a few others grouped about the fountain.

A woman shot through the quiet scene on her horse, and when she reached the grouping, she dismounted and began to speak.

“I am Laurel of Alphirion. Who art thou?” Her loud voice echoed and bounced about the crumbling buildings.

Then, a younger woman strode forward and began to speak. That voice sounds so familiar... Cartil thought. Turning so that he could see the girl past the others who had come to Calembel, he almost fell off his stationary horse. It was Jess! His sister spoke now the brown haired horse-woman.

“Jess!” was all Cartil managed to cry out as he leapt off his horse and led it to the company that surrounded the fountain. Jess turned to face whoever had called her name, and her clear green eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. She ran from her spot and when she was close enough the Cartil she jumped up and hugged her brother.

“What are you doing here?” Cartil asked, though his voice was muffled as Jess had her hands tightly wound about his neck. Only when she finally detangled her arms from his neck did she answer his question, -

“I’m here to help get the forest back! What are you doing here?” Jess interrogated after she answered. But Cartil noticed all the others of the group staring at the two, and he hushed his sister and continued over to the company.

“Forgive me! I have not introduced myself! I am Cartil Stone; I come here as a representative of the King Elessar and his Reunited Kingdom, especially Minas Tirith. I bring greetings and well wishes from the King,” Cartil spoke in a stately voice and withdrew a parchment from his cloak pocket. It was elegantly rolled and tied with string.

“I am Laurel of Alphirion,” The woman began again, and Cartil handed her the parchment


This sounds like a cool RPG. I hope Jesslyn's (And Cartil's) profile is okay as well as the first post. If anything needs to be changed just let me know.

Aylwen Dreamsong

[ May 30, 2003: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]

[Manardariel]

First post for Fiona

"Fiona! Fiona!! Will you come here?!?" An shrill, loud and stern voice rang through the crisp morning air. Fiona stuck her tounge out at the shouter -her oldest sister Rian- and ran for her life. Swiftly she climed up a tree, crouching in one of his highest brances. She heard footsteps below her. Carefully she peeked down, and could just see Rian, looking around. The older girl called out one last time, then, muttering occaisionally about "that girl" returned into the house.

Fiona breethed out. She didn´t know what she had done this time, but, knowing Rian, it was something "un-ladylike". She groaned. Why couldn´t her sister just leave her alone??? A second later she was pulled out of her thoughts by a rustling next to her.

"Porridge!". A squirrel stood before her. Fiona "greeted" it friendly. Porridge was not her pet, but of all the animals that were friends, the squirrel was her favourite. As usually, he guessed she was in a bad mood. He climed up her lap and started licking her tummy. It tickeled. Fiona giggeled. Oh, Porrige was such a good friend...

"Hey, Fio!" She cought a hissing voice, and a blink of an eye later, a pebble narrowly missed her eye. she cought in mid air.

Hey, Sis
I heard you got Rian mad once more.
Good job, keep it up. Oh, and if you care for breakfast with your brothers, we´re in the treehouse.
Hurin

Fiona smiled. Her brothers were best! Grinning broadly, she climed down the tree again, Porrige following closely.

[Taralphiel]

Wow! Thanks all for posting! This is a great response. I'll go through each of you:

TheRulingRing: Get back to me, I’ll wait for you

Manardariel: Your post is great! Thankyou for offering to be a secondary character! They are not as common in the RPGs Ive seen. Fiona is a wonderful character and I am glad to accept her. I’ll stick your post in as soon as Ive gotten time to do it. In the future Id also like to work on you showing a first hand experience of the Wild Men raid, and maybe a childs view of the sanctuary of the Swan Lady smilies/smile.gif

Annunfuiniel: Good stuff! I await your first post! If you could, try to add a declaration from King Elessar, I would like to show Taralphiel’s influence in recruiting Men of Gondor, not them simply showing up. Thankyou

Burzdol: Good! A man of Rohan! Just a few hints though. Illisit being a wanderer doesn’t highlight the fact that these are armies of the Free Peoples. Is it possible that he could have found out about a need and gone to King Eomer, who subsequently sent him there? This would still mean he is a wanderer, but with a greater sense of purpose. Also, Taralphiel is not at Calembel, only Laurel. I must’ve confused you. Sorry! Just fix it up and post it in discussion. Ill stick it in with the other first posts when I have all my characters.

Aylwen: Love Jess! A shieldmaiden or two will definitely not go astray. Laurel needs someone to keep her company. Welcome aboard. Again, maybe a bit clearer on the King of Gondor’s orders. If you would like, one of your brothers comes with you as a representative?

Okay, so we have so far… Two representatives from Gondor, two from Rohan. Six more at the most. And four elves. Also, the subject of love interests has been mentioned to me by others. Just let me know your preferences. However, it cannot overwhelm the stories objectives.

Also, the RPG itself is not up. Once that happens, I’ll copy your posts in myself in a god order. Hopefully by then we should have a greater number!

Thankyou all again!
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Taralphiel

[Ransom]

Hey-

I'm interested in adding two more characters to your RP. smilies/smile.gif Just thought I'd reserve a spot in advance. I'll have my characters written up and posted in a few hours.

-Ransom

[Taralphiel]

just let me know what they are ransom, I'll reserve them for you smilies/smile.gif

[Burzdol]

I edited my post. Do you like it? Or should I add something else?

~Burzdol~

[Ransom]

Background on the Order is from a Tolkein RPG I'm in in RL. I'll have the first post written up later today. smilies/smile.gif

-Ransom

History of the Order of the Black Rose

“Ecthelion II, son of Turgon, was a man of wisdom. With what power was left to him he began to strengthen his realm against the assault of Mordor. He encouraged all men of worth from near or far to enter his service, and to those who provided trustworthy he gave rank and reward.”

-Appendix A, Return of the King, page 1030

Perhaps because of her national identity, Gondor always suffered from a dearth of information about her foes. While nobles, merchants, and even the Stewards had small number of personal spies, their efforts were largely devoted toward their political enemies. The only information about the movements of Gondor’s foes usually came from merchants. This information, when obtained, was often embellished to a great degree. Ecthelion viewed the chaotic state of Gondorian intelligence a severe annoyance. His solution was extremely unconventional, and the howls of outrage from the nobles echoed off the walls of Minas Tirith.

Ecthelion gathered two hundred men who had proven their loyalty to the White Tower both physically and mentally. On New Years Day of 2970, he knighted all two hundred and formed the Order of the Black Rose. Its organization was that of a religious order, with the member supposedly sequestered in a handful of chapter houses scattered throughout the land of Gondor. To further strengthen the false image of the Order, he attached half a dozen priests and priestesses of Namo and Nienna.

In reality, the order was given control of the Steward’s large but inefficient intelligence network. It took five long years of purges and training before the first pieces of reliable information began to flow in from such places as Harad, Laketown, and even Bree. The order continued to expand, adding more knights and spies with each passing year. Denathor II spent part of his youth with the knights, and its excellent performance greatly pleased him. He placed the order under his direct command, merging it with the elite Citadel Guard that held the White Tower.

Because of its activity in the intelligence area, the Order has gone to great lengths to conceal their identity. To this end, the picture of the knights of the Order as lone crusaders against evil has been firmly imbedded in Gondorian mind. Their dedication to the Summoner of the Slain and the Weeping Goddess is almost legendary, and more than one exaggerated tale of their exploits is circulating in taverns. To the best of common knowledge, the only time more than twenty knights of the Order gathered in one place was in the defense of Minas Tirith during the Ring War.

Sir Thagon Kestner
Human
Age: 25
Height-6’ 4”
Birthday: May 28, 25
Hair color: Black hair. Tied into rough pony tail.
Eye color: Grey.
Notable possessions: Worn suit of partial plate, bastard sword, main gauche, black traveling cloak, cloak with markings of the Citadel Watch, shield, assorted cloathing

History and personality:

While the dawn Fourth Age brought prosperity, peace, and rest to the land of Gondor, Gondorian Intelligence under the guise of the Order of the Black Rose scarcely had time to catch their breath after the Ring War. While some of the extralegal activities of the Order of the Black Rose offended His Majesty’s sense of justice, King Aragorn was wise enough to see that information about his enemies would ultimately save Gondorian lives. However, while the downfall of Mordor had allowed the Order to focus its attention on other areas of the world, the Order still took a healthy interest in internal affairs. The news that an unidentified group of raiders were operating in southern Gondor caught their eye, and two agents were dispatched to examine the situation.

Sadly, Thagon’s birth was marred by questions over the circumstances of his conception. His mother, a daughter of a local merchant, had caught the eye of an thirty-something bachelor with a fair amount of gold. One thing lead to another, and Thagon’s mother soon became pregnant. Thagon’s parents were married shortly afterwards, but his mother’s family never forgave her.

At the age of ten, the young boy had a encounter with a recruiter for the Order of the Black Rose. His parents took quite a bit of persuading, but the fact that their son would be known for something other than the circumstances of his birth soon convinced them. Unlike some of his fellow classmates, Thagon’s thick and swarthy body was ill suited for burglary and sneaking around in the dark. His instructors simply shrugged their collective soldiers and began to concentrate on other areas. He quickly became a master with the bastard sword, eventually developing his own unorthodox fighting style. His instruction, however, was not only in the physical arts. He learned how to hide himself in plain view, to disguise himself through the use of words and actions.

While eight years of service to the White Tower has left no physical scars on Sir Kestner, the years of intrigue and warfare has made him strangely philosophical and religious. Though no one can question his zeal, no one is quite sure of exactly who or what he is. Over the years, Thagon has developed extensive acting skills as well as a large cast of characters. His moods can swing from extremely calm to a mindless rage and back again in a span of minutes. But beneath his outward disguises, Thagon is a quite young man with an unswerving dedication to Nienna and Gondor.

While the Order usually pairs their agents off in the field, Thagon’s unusual temperament virtually eliminated the trust that was almost essential to such a partner ship. Three years before the present, the chief priestess of Nienna attached to the Order paired him with a fellow agent named Leena Midthun. She was just as skilled in acting, and the pair quickly began to clash. They fought and argued on and off for the next two months before settling into a relationship of mutual admiration.

Motivation:
The Order is concerned over the recent increase of raids in Southern Gondor, and has dispatched two of her agents to investigate. Thagon and Leena will arrive at the staging point at the appointed time and place. Their first mission is to learn the identity and motivation of the raiders. Should the party be able to eradicate them, so much the better. However, should the threat prove overwhelming, the pair will escape to inform their superiors of the threat.

Any special features:
Equipment will be described in the first post.

Leena Midthun
Human
Age: 20
Height-6’ 2”
Birthday: May 28, 30
Hair color: Black hair. Usually worn loose.
Eye color: Grey.
Notable possessions: Worn suit of chain mail. Simple brown dress with various hidden pockets. Schlaeger (Heavy fencing sword). Unknown number of small and pointy objects.

History and personality:

Leena was born in the slums of Pelargir, another member of the faceless and forgotten poor. Her father had been crushed when a beam in the house he was helping to build fell on his head, ironically on the same day that his wife learned that she was pregnant with her first child. Her mother tried various lines of work, but could not earn enough to make end’s meet for her small family. The arrival of Leena’s younger sister further complicated the situation. Her youth was spent filching and stealing from various citizens to help pay for her family’s food and housing. At the age of twelve, her mother was murdered behind a tavern, placing the burden of earning money directly on her thin shoulders. She would have undoubtedly have spent the rest of her life on the streets had she not robbed the wrong stranger one blustery winter night.

Her target was a young couple who were making the mistake of traveling through the city at night. Leena had approached them near an inn, where the noise would cover her footsteps. Her hands had just begun to lighten the woman’s purse when she felt a metal gauntlet grab the collar of her shirt. Of course she kicked and fought, but kicking a man when he was wearing armor didn’t make much of an impression. She tried crying and apologizing, but her captors seemed absolutely deaf to her pleas. They dragged her to a large black complex on the edge of the city, where she learned she had chosen the worst possible pair of people to rob.

The man who was firmly marching her toward the chapel was Lord Ecthal, chapter master of the Order of the Black Rose. The woman, simply named Elenna, was the chief priestess of Nienna in the Order of the Black Rose. After assuring the girl that she would not have her hand chopped off for stealing, Elenna painfully extracted the girl’s life story. One of the chief traits the Weeping Goddess desired in her servants was compassion, and Her priestess managed to convince Ecthal that providing a home for their little thief and her sister would ultimately benefit the order.

This is not to say that the following years of her life were easy. Indeed, her continued residence of the chapter house came with the unsaid condition that she would be trained as a member of the Order. She did not exactly prosper under the strict regime of physical exercise and philosophy, though she became quite adept in fencing and the use of various sharp objects. Not exactly intelligent enough to serve as a dedicated spy, her training was directed for a situation where stealth and trickery were not enough. Leena learned to charm and to lie, to modulate her voice and emotions to fit any type of situation.

She undertook her first mission at the age of sixteen, a small sting operation to uncover a group of bandits in Southern Gondor. Elenna quite firmly paired her with Sir Thagon Kestner the following year. The sparks had begun before the introductions were finished, and Elenna watched the subsequent storm of shouting with a girlish grin unbecoming of a woman of her position. The fighting, while not sincere, had resulted in a small moral victory for Leena when she discovered she was the better actor. They both grudgingly admitted that they would work well together after two months, though their bickering has never ended. Now, however, their fights were used as a way for the pair to keep their skills sharp.

Years living and working the street have left Leena with a peculiar, confusing, and even humorous character, an affliction that Elenna was never able to fully cure. Much to Thagon’s ire, she is brash, fiery, stubborn, impulsive, and extremely passionate. However, Leena is very much aware that her fighting skills are much more suited for deception than for open combat, and manages to keep unnecessary fights to a minimum. She and Thagon share a strange kind of professional love for each other. Leena wants to go a bit further in their relationship, though Thagon has either ignored or missed her subtle suggestions.

Motivation:
The Order is concerned over the recent increase of raids in Southern Gondor, and has dispatched two of her agents to investigate. Thagon and Leena will arrive at the staging point at the appointed time and place. Their first mission is to learn the identity and motivation of the raiders. Should the party be able to eradicate them, so much the better. However, should the threat prove overwhelming, the pair will escape to inform their superiors of the threat.

Any special features:
Equipment will be described in the first post.

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[Ransom]

To Sir Thagon Kestner and Leena Midthun:

Greetings and may the blessings of Namo and Nienna be upon you. A matter of some importance has come up concerning an enclave in the Swan Wood in Dor-En-Ernil. A band of raiders have been slaughtering the inhabitants, and word of their plight has reached the ears of King Elessar. The matriarch of the enclave has requested aid from Gondor.

You will proceed to the assembly point in the central square of the abandoned town of Calembel. So far, we have not been able to determine the identity of these raiders. Aid the group in their quest with the normal restrictions. Only make formal contact with the Hosts in case of a dire emergency. Travel as a knight of the Order and show the King’s subjects his fist.

Valar bless,
Lord Ecthal, Chapter Master of the Order of the Red Rose
Minas Anor

***
Leena Midthun cursed long and loudly as she ran her favorite ivory comb through tangled black hair. She was a city girl, and a week of tramping around the countryside did not agree with her. If that wasn’t bad enough, the bedroll she had used in her teenage years no longer fit her six foot two inch frame. Her normally pretty face was marred by a deep scowl, and her steel gray eyes blazed as if she had received some mortal insult. Finally satisfied with her appearances, the Gondorian woman took a few deep breaths. On a whole, the priestesses of Nienna were fairly calm and soft spoken, and an ill-timed curse would not help her public image.

She idly smoothed a few wrinkles out of the simple gray dress she wore. It had an annoying tendency to get caught underfoot in a fight, but more than one man had earned a sound beating after mistaking her for easy pickings. The suit of chain mail she had hidden under her cloathing clinked softly as she attached the sheath of her Schlaeger to her belt. Leena had received the weapon from her godmother after her first mission for the Order, and she had valued it every since. She gripped the hilt, the embrace of the heavy iron basket on the pommel somewhat comforting. It made a slight rasping sound as it slid out of its sheath. Outwardly, the weapon resembled the fencing foils so popular with young nobles. In truth, the steel blade was just as deadly as the bastard sword her friend used.

After taking a few experimental swings with the weapon, Leena gracefully returned it to her sheath before glancing around the campsite. Their cooking gear and tent were safely packed on the back of their pack horse, and the fire pit had been filled in. Cheery rays of light began to peel back the last vestiges of night as the sun began to rise. In an action that seemed completely out of character, Leena turned toward the still dark western horizon and began to sing in a soft voice. The ancient hymn had no words, but the sad melody reminded those who listened about the Weeping Goddess.

Sir Thagon Kestner bowed his head and muttered a silent prayer before turning his attention back to his equipment. One of the first lessons members of the Order of the Black Rose learned was to reserve a special time during the day for devotions. While he performed devotions first thing after waking up, Leena had always been partial to the sunrise. The knight’s six foot four inch body, built somewhat like a small bear, began to cast a long shadow in the new sunlight. Turgon idly pulled his black hair into a rough ponytail before placing his helm on his head. This helm, while made of fine black steel, was crafted in the same design as the mirthil helms of the Citadel Watch, had saved his life more than once.

The knights of the Order of the Black Rose had long ago dismissed plate armor as too clumsy and too heavy for extended field use. Instead, the servants of Gondor wore a collection of chain mail and steel plates often referred to as partial plate armor. Thagon’s chain mail hauberk hung halfway down to his knees, allowing him enough freedom of movement to quickly mount a horse. A pair of black steel greaves were strapped over his boots, reaching from his ankle to his knees. His large hands were enclosed in black steel gauntlets, and a pair of black bracers extending from his wrist to his elbows protected his forearms. The breastplate, like every other piece of steel on his body, was black. While mostly unadorned, the insignia of the White Tower on a white shield that marked him as a member of the elite Citadel Watch was clearly engraved in the middle of the black steel plate.

While Thagon was a firm believer that practicality was beauty, he had allowed himself a small indulgence today. A dark red cape with a large black rose embroidered in the center fell from a pair of silver clasps on his shoulder, silently moving in the morning breeze. The back scabbard that normally housed his bastard sword was protruded from behind the cape at the hip and the right shoulder, though it was empty at the moment. The blade of the knight’s bastard sword was four feet six inches of razor sharp steel. While the hilt and crosspiece was rather simple, his proud parents had paid a local silversmith to guild their son’s sword, a gesture of kindness that their son would not soon forget. After critically examining the edges of the sword once more, he strapped a shield with the crest of the Order to his left hand. With a grace born of years of practice, he pulled himself onto Garion, his brown warhorse’s back.

Leena, having just completed her morning meditation, quickly mounted her white palfrey and cast a mocking look at her friend. “Well, my dear knight and protector, lead the way. You smell like a rusty iron kettle, so don’t look too surprised if I try to stay upwind of you.

***

Thagon gently patted the nose of white palfrey that Leena rode. Unlike its mistress, it was a gentle beast and not given to the prancing and dancing of its younger relatives. Despite her dress, the task of searching for a possible ambush had fallen on Leena, and Thagon would have to find some way to pass the time until she returned. The knight double-checked the knots securing the three hourses to a nearby tree before wandering into the ruins of a stone house on the outskirts of town. His right hand scrapped against a wall, its metal covering tearing out a good-sized piece of moss. Despite the years of ruin, some black soot (or was it soil?) remained on the stones. Frowning, Thagon pondered on how the village had been abandoned. Had the village been raided by orcs during the War of the Ring? Did a band of bandits fall on the town before being captured by the Hosts? Or had commerce simply died out?

Dropping the clump of moss with a sudden revulsion, the knight turned and briskly walked back to Garion. The warhorse barely paid any heed to his master as Thagon dug through one of the saddlebags on the campaign saddle. His fingers drew the broad-bladed spear point into the light. Eschewing the effective but clumsy lances of Dol Amroth, the Order’s combat doctrine borrowed heavily from the cavalry of Rohan. The shaft of the spear had been snapped in the last large engagement that Thagon had participated in, and the Gondorian had yet to remount the head. A unit of twenty knights of the Order, traveling from Dol Amroth to Gondor, stumbled on a group of bandits indulging the darker impulses of human nature on a village. The knights had charged through the village, reformed, and charged back, killing all thirty foes in less than five minutes. He could still remember the bodies of children lying in the streets, their small bodies illuminated by the fires that consumed many of the houses. Why does there always have to be fire?

Dismissing his moment of silent melancholy, the knight put the spear point back into the saddlebag. He would have to find a suitable shaft when they reached the Swan Woods, and that would be the end of it. Chain mail clinked against steel as Thagon spun, his hand automatically reaching for the hilt of his sword.

Leena’s face bore a look of almost girlish innocence as she stepped out from the ruins of the house Thagon had been examining. Her eyes, however, danced with a mocking mirth not unlike a wolf who had just cornered its prey. “Would you strike a priestess of your order?”

Thagon’s hands quickly untied their animals before he turned to face his friend. “Leena, you’re a priestess for the duration of this mission. Please remember that Elenna had trouble keeping a straight face during the ceremony, and all twenty knights currently in the chapter house were laughing their heads off outside the chapel.”

“Be nice of I’ll bore you to death with one of my sermons,” retorted the girl, her lips creasing into a pout.

Thagon grunted and strapped his shield to his left arm. While the protection offered by a shield was comforting, its weight was an annoyance. “Fine. I take it the ruins are clear?”

Leena nodded as she mounted her horse. “The only souls here are gathered in the town square. A whole bunch of men, a girl, and a spattering of elves.”
***

The sound of a horse galloping through the ruined streets of the dead town caused the hodgepodge of adventurers to look up from the various tasks. A few undoubtedly had dozed off, storing away sleep for days and weeks ahead. Others exchanged banter and stories as they waited for the messenger from the Swan Woods. Still others cared for their equipment, sharpening weapons and oiling armor. Thagon critically examined the blade of his main gauche before returning it and a sharpening stone to the respective compartments on his belt. With a grunt of exertion, the knight pulled himself to his feet. It was no small matter to stand when wearing metal armor.

Leena’s busy fingers pulled the needle in and out of Thagon’s black traveling cloak, deftly closing a rip caused by passing a tree at full gallop. Finally satisfied with her work, she returned her working materials to the packhorse. The revelation that his fiery partner sewed had come as a great shock to Thagon. He had spent weeks attempting to reconcile this sedate hobby with its unusual owner, finally coming to the conclusion that it was simply an act. Leena smiled to herself as she watched him draw his bastard sword for the third time in ten minutes. In truth, she did like to sew. It gave her something to do when not working. She idly tucked a few strands of stray hair behind an ear before joining the others in their vigil

The conversation and activity slowly came to a stop as man and elf waited with baited breath. They were not disappointed this time. Thagon’s eyes immediately began to observe her, probing for weaknesses or habits that could be exploited. It wasn’t that he disliked her, but he taught long ago that a little fore planning never hurt anyone. He noted that both the horse and mistress looked exhausted from their journey. Either she was seriously overestimating the danger, or the threat had increased since the Order had heard of their plight. Her choice of vocabulary was unexpected, but not unusual. He made a mental note to inquire about that later.

Leena watched as Jesslyn and Cartil greeted each other, her gray eyes brimming with some interest. In her option, the girls and ladies of Minas Anor had grown a trifle soft. Jess was brimming with zeal and not afraid of adventure, two traits Leena appreciated. Cartil, on the other hand, might prove an interesting challenge. The Order hadn’t been informed that the king would be sending a representative. But such thoughts could wait. Leena breathed deeply waited for Laurel to inquire about their identities again.

“Who art thou?”

“Greeting, Lady of Alphirion. My name is Leena Midthun, priestess of the Weeping Goddess. Rumors of your plight have reached the ear of one of Nienna’s servants. Her heart was greatly troubled, and she ordered her followers to assist you in any way you need. I will be the first to admit that I am not militant by nature, but I will aid you in any way possible.”

Thagon suppressed a boyish grin as he listened to Leena speak. She could normally speak circles around the head of any mortal, but her performance today was dazzling. Never the one to allow an opportunity to pass, Thagon immediately followed up on her speech.

“And I, Lady Laurel, am Sir Thagon Kestner of the Order of the Black Rose. The priestess has ordered me to aid you in your quest along with Lady Midthun. By the will of Namo, my blade will aid you in the protection of your home.”

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[cole]

Name:Shadow|Cole
> Race:Elf
> Age:16 human years
> Physical description: 5'5" blue eyes, long dark blond hair,
black cloak
> Background: Travels and helps along the way, especially to
elves, always hates bullying and harassment
> Any special features: small heart shaped mark on left wrist.
> First post:
Shadow has a hard time finding his way to Calembel. Especially since
people kept thinking him to be a naz^gul because of the black cloak.
The sun shone as he took off his cloak, it shone on his dark blond
hair and blue eyes. Being half elven made him look like one of the
men except different somehow. He could not put his finger on it but
dismissed the fact for now he had made it to Calembel where he was to
meet a few of his friends. Travelling again with good friends, what
more could a friend ask for? Maybe.... No nothing that could be
possible at this moment. While walking further he saw some people camped out in the village square. An elf stepped towards him and asked in the fair and calming voice that their kind poessed. "Please stay, the council will be starting soon. Anyone is welcome." "How could I say no." Shadow replied and sat down by some dwarves that were having some sort of conversation. Suddenly the whole square was in a hush as.............


(There, nothing special)

[Taralphiel]

Alywen: Reply to you PM. Sure, send in the extra profile, he's accepted smilies/smile.gif

Burzdol:Just change the name Taralphiel to Laurel and youve got it! Your character is accepted. But. clarification. Is he from Gondor or Rohan?


Ransom: All I can say is...brilliant! You are accepted! I really look forward to this smilies/biggrin.gif Your detail and writing style are a great credit to you!

So, heres the count:
Rohan
Ruling Ring (get back to me...)
Ilisit

Gondor
Annunfuin
Jesslyn
Jess' brother
Thagon
Leena

Elves (no spec region as yet)
ShadowCole. Yup! Youre in! just work on the stuff I said and youre character will be great!

Villagers
Fiona

Great! I think we'll need one or two more Rohirrim, and three more Elves

We're almost set!

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[The Ruling Ring]

TheRulingRing: Get back to me, I’ll wait for you

Aww, thank you! smilies/smile.gif I'll post the profile right now, then read over the others' first posts and get mine up soon. smilies/smile.gif

Ohtaredan:

Age: 35
Place of Birth: Rohan
Appearance: About six feet tall, but muscular (in a stocky way). Green eyes. Brown hair. Bushy eyebrows and thick beard. Slumped stance. Traditional garb of a warrior of Rohan. In an Elven dialect, his name means "Warrior-man", though he doesn't necessarily appreciate this.
Other: Ohtaredan's father served as a Rider of Rohan in his time. He wanted Ohtaredan to follow in his footsteps, but he was more interested in crafting weapons than in fighting with them. Ohtaredan's father wasn't happy with this, but he accepted it. However, when, a few years ago, someone mentioned to him in passing that Rohan might be able to do with some new blood in the guard, Ohtaredan's father (now quite an old man) forced Ohtaredan into his profession. Ohtaredan is on the guard with Herebrand and Ilicit, and has trained for several years now with them. He now knows how to hold a sword and he greatly admires and respects his peers, though he still does not yet appreciate what his father got him into. Still, his father's understanding is beginning to wear thin, which is why he leaps at the chance to help Laurel in Swan Wood.

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How's this? Did I leave anything out? smilies/smile.gif

I'll be back later with the first post. smilies/smile.gif

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[Annunfuiniel]

Hi Taralphiel! I edited my post, see if it's ok now. smilies/smile.gif

Annunfuin's first post:

Annunfuin had ridden for what felt like forever. He was too anxious to get to Calembel to care about the lands that he passed on his way. Rugged mountains surrounded him but in the southeast as he crossed the river Ringló near Ethring. He was now following the same route that his King had traveled with the host of the Dead.

Annunfuin reached the gates of Calembel when the sun had already started to sunk towards the horizon. His black Guard uniform had turned grey of dust and he was tired of the days of travel but his senses were as sharp as ever. Everything seemed quiet but silence didn't calm his heart - quite on the contrary. Born and raised in the lively City of Gondor this stillness of the air felt strange and threatening to him.

Annunfuin's mother had used to tell him about this town she was born in; how she met his father and they fell in love. But what he saw now had nothing in resemblance to that town of his mother's stories. Annunfuin made his way pass the deserted houses with their hollow windows that seemed to watch his every step and finally reached the town centre.

Group of people had already gathered around a drained fountain. Annunfuin's eyes narrowed as he glanced over the party. A couple of elves and... I have seen some of these people before, he thought as he dismounted his horse and nodded to company. But he didn't have time to consider this any further as he suddenly heard the sound of hooves approaching from the same direction he had just come. Everyone was at once alert so the relief was great as the comer turned out to be a lonely rider. Her green eyes sparkled in the light of the setting sun as she said in a voice full of pride: "I am Laurel of Alphirion. Who art thou?"

Annunfuin waited for someone else to make the first move for he was in no hurry anymore. He saw how a young woman stepped forward and introduced herself offering her sword to service. Jesslyn was her name. She had just stated her name when a young man shouted: "Jess!". As he came closer Annunfuin became certain that this was one he really knew already. Cartil, yes, that's his name, Annunfuin remembered before the man got to introduce himself. They had met many times in Minas Tirith but hadn't really been in any closer contact. But this might be a good time to get to know him better, Annunfuin considered.

Next one to speak was another woman, Leena, not much older than the previous. After she had finished a tall man (as tall as Annunfuin himself but much more heavy built), which seemed to be former's companion, took his turn. This man, Sir Thagon, was one who Annunfuin had thought he had recognised but his name didn't sound familiar to him. He must have spent a lot of time out of the City for otherwise we should have met. Annunfuin woke from his thoughts and decided it was his turn to speak up. "I am Annunfuin and come too from Minas Tirith. Our high King Elessar sent me here and these are his words: 'Do not loose hope for Gondor has not forgotten ye!'" His chain mail made clinking sound as he stepped forward, bowed his head slightly and unsheathed his sword. "So here is my sword that has faithfully served the King - may it now serve the Lady of Alphirion and her people!"

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So there, hope that's good. Gimme a word if something needs to be changed. smilies/smile.gif

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[Aylwen Dreamsong]

Hola (Again!)

I moved Cartil's profile and first post into the post which holds Jess'. I'm not sure how Cartil will work in the group (as far as representing the King goes). Any problems or suggestions are welcome.

Aylwen / Jess / Cartil

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[Durelin]

I'd like to be an Elf, and just to let you know, I'm new in Rohan, but I think I'll do fine...I think... smilies/biggrin.gif

Name: Durcoion

Race: Elf of Lorien, lives in Mirkwood

Age: 103

Description: Durcoion is about 6 feet five inches, with long, pale blond hair and silvery gray eyes. His stance is always that of a warrior. His hand is always near the scabbard at his side, ready to draw at a moments notice. Taught and raised by his uncle, Durelin, Durcoion became an expert with any kind of blade. He was also taught the basics of archery, but nothing more, and found it quite boring. He wears tradition la Elvish clothing, almost always for travelling. His cloak is of a grayish blue, his tunic a light gray. On the pommel of his blade is the detailed, dark red carving of a striking falcon, a symbol earned by him from his uncle, who earned it before him.

Biography: Durcoion was born to Durwen, the sister of Durelin in Lorien. His father is unknown and has always been treated as a sort of naughty child who needs to be shown the right path. His life was made worse when it was discovered that his mother, Durwen, was a spy to the Dark Lord. He remembered Durelin having to accept the shame, and finally leaving Lorien to find his sister. Even more clearly, he remembered the day Durelin returned. He simply gave Durcoion a long, thin, carefully wrapped package, and inside was a bloody arrow. Durcoion was left to figure it out himself, and that he did. It was the first time he had wept, and it would be the last, he had promised himself that. The shame of shedding tears over a loathful women he barely knew, but hated simply because she was a servant of Sauron. But she was his mother. The shame he felt drove him to sware his vow, never to show a sign of weakness again. Durelin felt equal pain and shame, and left again, without a trace. Durcoion couldn't stand living in Lorien. It was such a beautiful place, but it was full of memories. And the beauty itself brought Durcoion to such rage. He couldn't believe that his own blood mother had thrown it away for the everlasting death of serving the Eye. Finally, Durcoion left, like his uncle, without a trace. He wandered for ten years, and was drawn to a grave, he knew he had been drawn to it. It was the grave of hi uncle, his only friend, loved one, and blood relative left on Middle Earth. He retreated to Mirkwood, and with his people swiftly leaving the shores, he knew he would be able to be alone. For some time he considered following them, away from the memories, he hoped at least. But he felt such a shame that he was a bastard to a minion of Sauron, he thought he wasn't worthy of taking the ship into the West. So he lingered, always thinking if he made the right choice, until, for all he knew, the ship had stopped coming.

Good? No? Oh well. smilies/biggrin.gif I'll get a first post to you soon.

[ March 02, 2003: Message edited by: Durelin ]

[Elfhelm]

Hi!
I'd gladly play a Rider of Rohan if there is still an open spot. If their is, I shall commence writing my profile tomorrow.

By the way, if it is possible that I could be included, I wish to arrive with a group of six or seven other riders. Just one of the Rohirrim coming in alone doesn't feel right. The others will just be secondary characters that you can kill off, but maybe RulingRing's character can come in with my company.

[ March 02, 2003: Message edited by: Elfhelm ]

[Taralphiel]

Alywen: I like Cartil! He’s in!

Ruling Ring: Good profile. Maybe associate yourself with Burzdol or Elfhelm, form a group?

Annun: Good job! You’ve got it nailed!

Durelin: I like your character! He’s in! Maybe just add another zero on his age though. I think that you should probably give Cole, the other Elf, a PM. I was mentioning to him that you could possibly have a council of unnamed elves assigning you there, or, you accidently coming across Taralphiel’s letter requesting for aid. At this point in Middle Earth history (anyone correct me if Im wrong) Cirdan was still left, but was at the Grey Havens. Something to think about

Elfhelm: There is definitely space! Welcome aboard! Good idea with the Rohirrim! And do talk to RR and Burzdol about forming a group, that seems very logical.

Just waiting for the RPG to come up and were off.

[Elfhelm]

All-right then, here's my character!

Name: Herebrand son of Halador
Race: Man, Rohirrim
Age: 25

Herebrand is very tall for a man of Rohan, towering 6'4 above the ground. He is thin, but muscular from weapon training and hard work. He has neat, shoulder-length golden hair with eyes bluer than the sky on a fair weather day and a trim golden beard. Overall, he has a well-formed, handsome face with bold features and a usual good-natured smile. His normal attire includes a grey traveling cloak (that once belonged to his father), a layer of light chain-mail, and a green tunic for the upper body, and leather riding pants and tall boots for his legs.


Herebrand has many distinct traits. He is a perfectionist who wants everything to be done perfectly, and that usually means his way. Other than that, he is fun and cheerful when not in battle, and grim and dour when on the battlefield. He sometimes is overcome with periods of despair, but they often pass quickly. Another important trait of Herebrand is the he is a believer in honor. If his honor is offended, he believes he has no choice other than to defend it. Honor is one of the most important things to him, and if it got to die honorably on the battlefield, he will do so willingly.

History:

Herebrand is the oldest son of Halador, who in turn is oldest son of Herefara, a hero of Rohan during the War of the Ring. Probably being a direct heir of Herefara inspired Herebrand's ideas of honor, for Herefara died on the Pelennor Fields and was forever memorialized in a Rohirrim ballad. Ever since he first heard "The Mounds of Mundburg," Herebrand had been obsessed with conceptions of honor, conceptions that remained into his adulthood. He constantly strived to perform chivalrous deeds, and wished not to die of old age, but on the battlefield like his glorious grandfather. (Also, though he does not know it, Eriador was his great-uncle on his mother's side.)

Since he was of noble lineage, Herebrand received the best training a Rohirrim could have. He was tutored in the use of the longsword by Lord Elfhelm, another Rohan's greatest heroes who was too old to fight orcs on the borderlands. From his expert teaching, Herebrand became skilled in the longsword's use, and at his side he carried a blade given to him by Elfhelm himself. However, though he was a good sword fighter, Herebrand really excelled with the bow. He could shoot from his horse better than some veteran Rohirrim could shoot from the ground. But that was also due to Herebrand's horse Aglar ("glory"), who seemed to be smarter than any of the other Rohirrim's steeds, and who followed his master's commands perfectly.

By age 21, Herebrand was already an experienced Rider of Rohan who had participated in campaigns in Rhun and the Eastern Borders of the Reunited Kingdom. He became a member of an elite eored that was led by Elfwine, King Eomer's son and the Second Marshal of the Mark. Herebrand and Elfwine became close friends, and soon Herebrand began to frequent the Golden Hall. He also gained the favor of King Eomer, and it looked as if he would earn a high position in Edoras.

But things changed when at age 24, his father was slain in an orc ambush in the Wold. Elfwine's eored hunted down and killed all of the dispicable band, but that did not ease Herebrand's grief. Halador's only possession on him was his old cloak made for him when he was a boy. Herebrand vowed to wear this cloak everyday as a sign that he still honored his father. Herebrand had inherited a large estate, but he left it to his mother, for he did not yet desire to give up his warrior life.

In time, his grief did ease, though it haunted him in the night's late hours. As consolation, Elfwine gave Herebrand the command of a small patrol of 12 hand-picked men, and these "outriders" did much of the scouting for the eored. When Taralphiel's plea reached the ears of King Eomer, he asked his son who would be the best Rohirrim to aid the people of Swan-wood. At once, Elfwine suggested his "outriders", and said that there were none better in Rohan. So King Eomer comissioned the outriders of the Second eored to help the Taralphiel's people, for he did not forget the promise he made to her long ago. Departing from an outpost in the West Emnet, the 12-man patrol headed south, intent on reaching Calembel and a rendezvous with the Swan-wood's delegate.

Equipment/Weapons: Longsword, Rohan Bow, father's cloak, engraved dagger (taken from the body of an orc-chieftain), battle-horn, and a horse named Aglar.

I await Ruling Ring and Burzdol's reply to my PM before I make my first post.

[Burzdol]

My guy is from Rohan. He was part of the Guard, going to be a Rider. His group are the others from Rohan.

Ruling Ring- My group is you guys. Okay?

~Burzdol~

[The Ruling Ring]

Elfhelm & Burzdol: I'm good with associating our characters. It sounds like a really good idea. I'll edit the info into my profile now, and after Elfhelm's first post lays down the criterion, I'll put up mine. smilies/smile.gif

[Elfhelm]

Well, here's Herebrand's first post!

At Calembel, the gathering of people were almost done with their introductions. A soft breeze blew the dust from the old worn road towards the company waiting by the waterless fountain. But after the breeze had died, the dust continued to blow in. The keenest eyed of the little crowd were the first to realize that a party of horsemen were approaching them swiftly.

A dust cloud hurled around the corner of the ruined city’s main road and came to a halt in the square. As the swirling veil of sand lifted, there could be distinguished 13 well-armed Riders of Rohan. Immediately after stopping his large stallion, one of the Riders dismounted with a skillful flourish and stepped forward. The rider was very tall, easily towering over even the Gondorians. He was also thin, but seemingly muscular, which he undoubtedly was from daily weapon training. Upon his head, he bore a steel helm that was fashioned in the style of the Rohirrim, and he promptly removed it to reveal neat golden locks of shoulder-length hair. The Man of Rohan lifted his face to the small crowd, and they found him to have boldly formed facial features, fair skin and sky blue eyes. The man’s facial form went well with his trim golden beard to give him a very handsome appearance. Before he began to speak, he caught Leena’s eye and gave her a charming smile. Then, he addressed the gathering of races with a loud, clear voice that spoke elegantly enough for it to be the voice of a minstrel.

“Greetings my friends and future companions,” the speaker began. “I am Herebrand son of Halador, the leader of this Rohirrim patrol. We are here today to give this message to the people of Swan-wood that was spoken by King Eomer himself: ‘the people of Rohan have not forgotten their promise. We will readily aid you so that your peaceful realm shall not perish for generations to come.’ My men and I pledge our lives to assist your people in ridding your home of raiders and marauders. We are an elite patrol commissioned by Prince Elfwine the Fair to perform special assignments for the Marshals of the Mark, and we will not leave until our job is done!”

This statement was greeted by applause from the gathering, and Herebrand returned to the safety of the horses to speak with his men. His voice lost its regal quality as he conversed animatedly with two of the rohirrim for a few moments. Subsequently, he stepped forward and addressed the assembly again. “Also may I introduce you to Ohtaredan, my second-in-command, and Ilisit Scron, a new addition to my patrol, but nevertheless an expert tracker and warrior.”

[ March 04, 2003: Message edited by: Elfhelm ]

[Durelin]

My extreme apologies, madam, but I must refrain from joining this RPG. School and family matters are taking up too much of my time. Again, I am sorry, but I would rather back out now rather than never posting. smilies/smile.gif Sorry and thankyou for your understanding.(I hope) smilies/smile.gif

[Taralphiel]

Elfhelm: Great! I like it! Especially the relation to Eriador.

Durelin: No hard feelings at all! Glad to have your inetest! When you get time, check in and see how its developing!

Now all we need are Elves....

[Burzdol]

When will the game start?[date]

~Burzdol~

[cole]

Your guess is as good as mine

[Taralphiel]

I'm not sure when. Gandalf is in charge of putting on the RPG thread, he will do it soon I'm sure. All he might be waiting for are those Elves...

[Burzdol]

How many more people do we need?

~Burzdol~

[Taralphiel]

All we need are about three or four Elves, enough to make a reasonable sortie. Ill do as Ransom has suggested and PM Gandalf, then we'll get things running smilies/smile.gif

[The Ruling Ring]

Hello!

Just wanted to let you know, I'll get Ohtaredan's first post up shortly. I can't wait to start! smilies/smile.gif

Must dash now, though. Working beckons!

TRR

[Elfhelm]

Well, if we can't find any elves, I suppose I could take on another character.

[Elfhelm]

Taralphiel, it seems as if the RPG thread is up now. What should we do, copy and paste our first posts on to it?

[Burzdol]

Yeah, should we wait for elves? I will post on my other RPGs that you are in need of elves.

~Burzdol~

[Elfhelm]

I'm working on a profile for a Mirkwood elf, it should be up tomorrow!

[Taralphiel]

Glad all is coming together!

Note to all: Please copy and paste in your first posts please. This is much more convinient. We will not start till we have four elves

Please bear with me, I am not on every day and carry a reasonable work load in RL.

Maikafanawen: You are accepted, and you do need a little work, but thats fine. I would prefer an Elven name. If you would give me a phrase ie 'Shielded Maiden' I can give you an elven equivalent. I shall also ask if Cole woulod do the same, to make it more authentic. PM Cole and work on your profiles together, youll be able to help each other.

Apart from that, not much. Lets get on the road!

[ March 10, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Annunfuiniel]

I edited my first post to match better with Cartil's (Aylwen's) post. Hope that's fine now.

[Bêthberry]

It is great to see Swan Wood off to such a flying start! I hope all of you have fun writing the game.

Taralphiel in particular needs to be complimented for the way she is directing the gamers to form small alliances and to relate their characters closely to the plotline of the game. Well done!

However, a couple of observations are in order about the nature of the characterizations, particularly for games in Rohan.

Two points are particularly important for Rohan. One, posts must reflect greater thought and development than exists for games in The Shire because the games here are more complex. Characters need to observe their surroundings, other characters, their own motivation, to help readers enjoy the game. Here it should be pointed out that Aylwen and Ransom are setting the standard for this game. Well done, Aylwen and Ransom!

The second point is that all games in Rohan--indeed, in all the RPG forums at the BarrowDowns--must be true to the spirit of Tolkien's writing and not just to any form of fantasy. This is specifically a Tolkien site. Illegitimacy does not exist in Middle Earth, particularly amongst the elves. Also, Tolkien has no elven shield maidens and even Eowyn is an exception. Galadriel's skills lie in diplomacy, management, consensus-building, not in fighting. Taralphiel and Aylwen have done a good job integrating their female characters into the spirit of Tolkien. However, please keep in mind that super-powered, green-eyed Mary Sue heroines detract from good games.

A comment, too, on half-elven characters, who are very rare in Tolkien but who tend to proliferate in RPGs. Tolkien uses half-elven as plot devices; their presence is very much linked to particular situations in the story. No such situations are called for in Swan Wood and so none of the elves should be half-elven. Indeed, it is important for the elf characters to explain why they have not journied West, as it is important for all characters to justify their presence on this particular quest. This is somethhing which many of you have already done. Good show!

Just a few reminders for everyone who might be reading this thread. I'm looking forward to reading this game. smilies/smile.gif

Bethberry,
Moderator for Rohan

[ March 10, 2003: Message edited by: Bethberry ]

[maikafanawen]

Alright, I read what Bethberry said and completely changed my character. Like I said, this is my first Rohan RPG. I hope you like her.


Name: Annanoldowen (which means Gift of Knowledge … right?)

Race: Elf from Rivendell

Age: about 4 and a half thousand years (is that realistic?)

Physical description (height, eye colour, hair colour, clothing etc): Stands very tall, about 6’, and is very slender. She has soft gray eyes, and long blonde hair. Annanoldowen is used to wearing the dresses of royalty of Rivendell. For traveling purposes she wears a dark gray riding dress and carries an elvish sword.

Background (childhood, motivation for coming on quest): Was educated well about the histories of Middle Earth, and is very wise among the elven race. She travels across Middle Earth at the will of her father to learn more about its peoples and relations. She has the standard skills of healing and tracking, just enough to survive. She was also taught in hand to hand combat incase she needed to defend herself when there was no access to any weapons. When her father left for the undying lands, and Annanoldowen was given the choice, she decided to stay in Middle Earth instead of going with him, because she felt that the people in Middle Earth could benefit from her knowledge. Her family was disappointed, but she was resolved. The elf stayed in Rivendell, which was all but deserted, studying the ways of her people in ancient times. Annanoldowen was beckoned by King Elessar to help educate scholars in the ways of the elves. She became a good companion of the king and his wife, Arwen Undomiel, an old friend. She carries a sword with the words: Annanoldowen, daughter of Rivendell inscribed on the blade in elvish and silver vines entwine the hilt. She doesn’t use a bow, because it is too awkward to carry on her journeys, and she is not so good at it, anyways. She was visiting an old friend, Gyrid, in Calembel, whom she had known while in Elessar’s service. Gyrid was asked to attend the Council held by Laurel, and she suggested that Annanoldowen attend as well, for her knowledge could be of great importance.

Any special features: Wears a silver feather pendant on a leather string around her neck.


Also, are there any books besides The Lord of the Rings I should read to help enhance my own knowledge during this RPG. I sort of set myself up, giving Annanoldowen so much wisdom. I’m going to finish the Silmarilion this week for sure. Should I read anything else? Are there any historical events that should coincide with this RPG that I should know about? I hope I’m not too juvenile for this. I promise I’ll do my best.

Thank you,
Maikafanawen

[Bêthberry]

Maikafanawen, please do not think my comments were directed to you personally; they were not. But I really do like the revised character description you have written. smilies/smile.gif

They reflected general or cummulative observations, particularly in light of some of the conversations I have been having with Piosennial and Child about The Shire and Rohan.

Respectfully,
Bethberry

[The Ruling Ring]

Here's my first post. If it needs any work, please let me know. When it's all good, I'll post it on the thread.

Oh! And if any more characters (Elves or anything) are needed here, I'll be glad to fill a spot. smilies/smile.gif
_________________

As Ohtaredan listened to Herebrand's pledge to the small crowd to help them in their need, he felt the emotions of the warrior stir within him; desire to do good, to help those in danger. But he could feel them sink as the people cheered, being dragged down with the feelings of wistful absence. His hand brushed the hilt of his sword. It was a nice hilt on an even finer sword. When his father had to told him finally that he was going to join the Riders of Rohan, he'd gone outside by himself, behind the house, to the anvil that sat waiting and inviting, always, and began to make the sword. It had taken him the entire week, working from the evening well into the night, but it was ready when he joined up. Gostannendoll (roughly "feared dark" in Sindarin), he had named the blade, and while it had proved useful on many occasions with the guard, it also proved to be a somewhat upsetting reminder of what his family had made him give up, no matter how dearly he loved and respected Herebrand and the others, or cherished the feelings of valor he found himself rewarded with much of the time.

Ohtaredan looked up sharply, realizing that Herebrand was speaking to him and Ilisit. He smiled obligingly at Herebrand as the leader turned back to the group, introducing them.

“Also may I introduce you to Ohtaredan, my second-in-command, and Ilisit Scron, a new addition to my patrol, but nevertheless an expert tracker and warrior.”

Ohtaredan stepped forward, eyeing those before him with the strength he knew he possessed, and would demonstrate amply, before this was done.

"I wish only to be of aid," he said softly.

[ March 10, 2003: Message edited by: The Ruling Ring ]

[Kryssal]

Hallo, I'd still like to join as an Elf if possible (I'm suprised you need some, usually they're overwhelming).

Name: Lanaey (if not elven enough, tell me)
Race: Originally from Rivendell, but left after the first war with Sauron
Age: thousands - no one quite knows

Description: Short for an elf, she comes to about 5'10''. Her hair is a light brown and constantly bound up in convenient manners for fighting with two ornate, slender hair sticks that have a hidden dual nature. When unbound her hair falls to her waist, almost. Her eyes are also of a light brown and usually have a guarded look about them. She wears Elven traditional hunting garb of muted browns, greens, and grays. Her cloak is usually a light brown, though occasionally she'll turn it around for the gray/green side. Living for so long she has long ago mastered most fighting skills; however, her favorite is the bow and her two long knives. On her person, she always keeps several throwing knives that are braced around her chest, with one in her boot. She only speaks when she feels it is something important, so normally doesn't indulge in idle chatter. She does give her horse, Drass (a warhorse of dark brown color and a gift from Rohan) many chats when they are alone. She is also exceptionally observant, but doesn't always share what she see's.

Background: As long as she can remember her Father taught her how to fight. Her mother had died in a raid while they were travelling to their new home in Rivendell and her Father felt that it was better that she knew how to defend herself, even if it was unorthodox. She had always loved the art and found nothing wrong in giving up the lady ways for the ways of battle. She fought in the first war with Sauron under Elrond. In the battle her husband of many centuries died. Griefstricken, she found no solace in her home and left, continually traveling middle earth. Her son, not wanting to leave Rivendell, stayed behind. She would come and visit him every 20-50 years, but would never stay for more than a few months. In the war of the Ring, she immediately started fighting and was in as many battles as she could find. Her son, who went to Helm's Deep, died in battle. Knowing only sorrow, she refused to go with the rest of her people. Currently she wanders middle earth, just fighting and living. She doesn't just fight for any reason, however, she will look at what is happening and decide from her own set of morals. Families and villages being attacked almost always get her. While passing through Mirkwood, she heard about the raiders and immediately went to Calembal.

Special features: She wears an intricate, thin leather band about her forehead and a small, mithril ear cuff that she never removes. She has several scares over her in various places, but one very noticable scar is one that runs along her neck and slants down to her collar bone, about half a hand in length. Though it is mostly hidden by her clothes and cloak.

[ March 12, 2003: Message edited by: Kryssal ]

[ May 22, 2003: Message edited by: Kryssal ]

[maikafanawen]

First Post:

Annanoldowen sat at the large cedar desk in the library of Rivendell. Skimming over the recent policies of the Order of the Black Rose. A glass of red wine sat beside her work along with a plate of bread and cheese, her usual evening meal. She refolded the parchment and set it on a stack of other papers. Rubbing her eyes she leaned back in the ornately decorated chair. A messenger came before her then and bowed low in respect for the elf before him. Standing again he announced,

“My Lady Annanoldowen, there is a messenger from Calembel to see you.” The she-elf nodded,

“Show him in.” The messenger left, and then returned with a young boy no older than twenty years of age. He stomped once and bowed before her.

“I bring word from Kemenheruwen. There is a council forming in Calembel at the request of Lady Laurel, granddaughter to Lady Talaphiel of Alphirion.” Annanoldowen nodded. Her friend, Kemenheruwen, one of the last earth masters in Middle Earth still dwelt in the deserted town of Calembel. In the cellar of her apothecary among old jars and plants, she studied the elements and ways of the earth. She was an elf of Mirkwood, and once her knowledge was complete in the ways of medicines and such, she would return and offer herself in service to Thranduil, but until then, she educated herself. Annanoldowen had met her in Mirkwood, many years ago, when she traveled hence to learn more about their society in the ancient, now corrupted forest of Greenwood.

The other name that was familiar to her was the Lady Talaphiel of Alphirion. She had heard of the influence of this great woman in many a city of men. Annanoldowen respected her accomplishments, and was interested in Kemenheruwen’s request. The earth master would have little to do with such meticulous events, so Annanoldowen decided she would investigate. Dismissing the messengers, she retired to her chambers.

She discarded her elegant dress for one of a grey hue, useful for travel. Folding other clothes into a saddlebag, she tied it shut and placed it on the floor by her bed. The elf then retrieved her sword and tied it around her waist. It’s intricate scabbard a matching addition to her entourage. Slipping out of the room, carrying her saddlebag, she moved quickly, but silently down the hall to the stables where she kept her horse, Taurawaa, one of Mearas. She slipped a saddle over the horse’s silver grey coat and secured her saddlebag in the back. Mounting in a flurry of grey and silver robes, she exited the stables and galloped out of Rivendell, south towards Calembel.

The wind was fierce as it fought to throw Annanoldowen from her mount. Bending low over the neck of her steed, she shot through the air like an arrow. Her journey to Calembel would take her the better part of a week atop any other horse, but Taurawaa got her there in two days. She entered through the back of the city and found the apothecary where her friend lived. Leading the horse right into the building, she descended the stairs to her friend’s quarters.

“Annanoldowen? Is that you?” A grey haired elf stood as she saw her old friend enter the room. The two friends embraced. “It’s been so long.” Kemenheruwen motioned towards a chair and supplied her friend with some wine and bread. Annanoldowen accepted gratefully. The two elves talked at length of their lives since their last meeting only fifty years ago. When they were caught up, Kemenheruwen changed to more serious matters. She informed Annanoldowen of the raids, and the desertion of Calembel. The Rivendell elf listened intently, taking in everything.

“Now Laurel is here, and a group of elves and men have gathered at the old fountain in the center of town.” Kemenheruwen fiddled idly with a jar of some mystic herb on the table.

“Have you approached them?” asked Annanoldowen, taking a delicate sip of her drink. The earth master shook her head,

“No. I am not good with people, you know. The people started arriving a week ago, and from the conversations I overheard hiding in the shadows, this is all I’ve learned. I sent Fithan to summon you. I knew that your knowledge may help rid Alphirion of the raiders.” Annanoldowen ate silently for a while in thought.

“So the raiders are unknown.” Kemenheruwen nodded. When the newcomer finished eating, Kemenheruwen stood and donned her cloak. Annanoldowen did likewise and followed the earth master out the apothecary towards the gathering of elves and men.

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OOC: It is really late right now, but I promise I’ll finish this tomorrow. Do you like it so far? Is everything realistically Tolkien enough?

[Taralphiel]

Just a quick message. Im going over your post Maika, i thik it should be fine. Kryssal, I like what youre doing, youre in, just keep reading.

To all, read what Bethberry is suggesting. Shes the best moderator I know and I agree with her comments. Keep up the good work and dont forget to copy and post youre forst posts in.

[Ransom]

"4 and a half thousand years (is that realistic?)"

Arwen was 2778 years old when she married.

4500 years old would put you in the year 1960 of the Second Age. There were certainly other elves just as old. (Elrond, Galadriel, etc.)

[maikafanawen]

Glad you like it.

Ransom: Thanks for the confirmation. That's just where I wanted to be. smilies/biggrin.gif

-Maikafanawen

[Elfhelm]

Well, it looks like we have elves now. I guess I'll save my other character for another RPG! smilies/biggrin.gif

[Taralphiel]

Allrighty! We are about off! I have one more character (asking someone to play an elf) but you can start posting anyway.

One query for you all: this may be a tad premature, but I am pondering on whether there should be a leader of the Wild Men, a rogue and corrupted Elf perhaps, a remnant of teh evil of Sauron. This is your RPG too, so Id like to run it by you

Im so sorry I havent been getting back to PM's promptly, I am busy. I shall do that first thing. Ill also be putting in my post after collecting all your polished first posts, so as to get them in correct order.

Please eveyone, post in the RPG as soon as you can, and put your best material in there smilies/smile.gif
Burzdol, Elfhelm, and RR, its just you three left. Ill wait for your posts, mine goes after

[ March 14, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[TheLadyAerowen]

Well, Tara and I have been chatting in the Barrow Downs chat for a loooong time smilies/wink.gif But, I was talking to her this morning and I asked her if I could join Swan Wood. I am actually part of a Gondor RPG; Castle Maladil, but I don't think I will have trouble keeping up with both. I have two characters, each which will most likely come in later in Swan Wood, but here they are;

Aerowen
Race: Elf or Man, whichever works best; I've played her as both, so it will not be a problem. smilies/smile.gif
Age: About 18 (man) or about 1800 (Elf)
Physical Description: Aerowen has blonde hair, violet eyes (both elf and man). She is about 5'10" (suppose that could be for both smilies/wink.gif) and tends to wear earthen colours.
Background: Aerowen is just an ordinary human of Rohan; so she therefore has skills with horses. Aerowen also can weild a sword, and bow, though she favours her sword. Her horse is Glosran (SnowKing) a snow-white stallion that she obtained from her mother.
Any Special Features: Just her skill with horses, mostly. smilies/wink.gif

This next one is my character in the Castle Maladil RPG, but, once again I've played with her as both elf and human, and even warg smilies/wink.gif

Alearindu
Race: Man or Elf (whichever applies)
Age: 18 (man) 1800(elf)
Physical Description: She is about 5'9", green eyes and copper hair. She also tends to wear earthen clothing.
Background: Alearindu is from Rohan as well, but she did not take to horses as Aerowen did. She favoured swordsmanship, though she still has the capability of working with horses. She obtained Mornen (Black Waters) from her father as a gift for her birthday. Mornen is a jet black stallion, with a slight temper, but he has a strange ability to detect some danger.
Any Special Features: Just good with her sword smilies/wink.gif


Well, Tara and the rest of you decide. I really can't post a first post, if you follow me. ^^


~The Lady Aerowen

[Taralphiel]

well, I really like Aerowen's charcters and think you'll do great smilies/smile.gif Probably just decide where you want to come in, if not at the council?

If youre not under a specific leader Kryss, Im not sure how you would work at the council. All are there from royal summons, servants to Rohan, Gondor, or the last of the Elven leaders. Let me know how you would like to fit in.

Just waiting for the Rohirrim, they havent posted yet

[Elfhelm]

I just put up my first post. I gave Ruling Ring and Burzdol PMs telling them to wait until I posted, because I wanted all of the men and elves to go first. Their posts should probably be up shortly.

[Taralphiel]

thanks Elfhelm, shall put mine in soon. Give me till Monday

[The Ruling Ring]

Hi!

Just put up my first post on the RPG. Just wanted to let you all know!

TRR

[TheLadyAerowen]

So I see I am not too late to be at the council. Yay. smilies/smile.gif Okay, I think I see an oppritunity here. But, Tara, I would like to know if my characters should be elven, men, or one of each. Though, if you do not mind, I think I am leaning more towards them both being men...because I can see where they might be able to come in now;

Elfhelm, Since I saw that you were a leader of a troop from Rohan, if my characters were men, they would both be from Rohan, so I was wondering if my characters could be a part of that troop...if we decide them to be men smilies/wink.gif

~The Lady Aerowen

[Thalionyulma]

Hello Tara!

Thanks for inviting me to Swan Wood. Here are my characters. Please tell me (PM if you prefer) if there are any problems, and such regarding the two.

I must read your RPG completely before I have them pop into the story... so give me several days to start posting. You know how busy I can get, hehehehe! (Okay, okay so I'm a sluggard too! smilies/tongue.gif )

*******************

Galain and Gorath are dark elves from the northwestern eaves of Mirkwood. They rarely mingle with other races and even with other elvenfolks who are not of their people. Suspicious by nature, it was by some restlessness in their hearts that they journeyed southward to Silverlode, stumbling into Swan Wood. They do not know what it is that calls them from their home, since it is common that they live solitary lives. They do not know of the journey to the West by the elvenkind yet.

Galain, the older brother was born at the beginning of the Third Age. Gorath was born a few years later. They are aware of "stories" of battles fought by the Elvenking, of the dragon, Smaug, but have kept themselves from such events.

Both have raven black hair and grey eyes. They wear leather dyed brown and green, allowing them to blend into the forest. They are armed with hunting bows, arrows and hunting knives.

[Elfhelm]

No problem Aerowen! Herebrand's outrider party has 13 men, I gave a lot of room for expansion. There are still 10 nameless men waiting to be developed. Bethberry mentioned that shield-maidens are rare, but if you wish to make your character female I wouldn't mind.

[Lyra Greenleaf]

I take it I'm too late? If not, I'll play pretty much anything you suggest to me. This seems to be the only possible Rohan game i could play in and I'm looking to develop (I'm going for the sympathy vote here)- so like I said, if you need any character- villager, man/woman, elf or even even evil!- please tell me!
although i haven't done anything in Rohan before I'm in Search for the Lost Messenger (Aylwen Dreamsong could tell you if I'm any good or not!)

[ March 16, 2003: Message edited by: Lyra Greenleaf ]

[TheLadyAerowen]

That's great, Elfhelm So, I'll take this if all is well; and quick note; Alearindu and Aerowen are not necessarily shieldmaidens. Though, it'd be easier for me to make Aerowen one and Alearindu a female ranger (for that is what she is in Castle Maladil) but I'm able and willing to adjust!

Bethberry, any comments/questions/concerns are welcomed smilies/wink.gif

~Lady Aerowen

[Bêthberry]

Elfhelm,

The stipulation about shield maidens (and, actually, to the use of a high proportion of female characters), arises from the need to respect the spirit of Tolkien and the narrative purpose of a game. There is no proscription against using them, but they must be incorporated into a game in a way meaningful to the story and not simply because a gamer is most comfortable writing that kind of character. There has to be a reason consistent with the game to have a high proportion of female characters.

Writing for Rohan does not involve escapist wish-fulfilment. It requires competent writing skills, complex development beyond the two paragraphs expected in The Shire, and a clear understanding that the aesthetic experience of the reader is important.

Enjoyment of the challenge of writing different characters is part of the experience of writing here at the BarrowDowns. We aim for high-quality, well-written, Tolkien-related storytelling. Those looking for looser interpretations and different guidelines should perhaps try other RPG sites.

Bethberry

[ March 16, 2003: Message edited by: Bethberry ]

[Elfhelm]

Were you addressing me in particular or everybody in general? I was just basing my statement on your comment--which I most likely misinterpreted. I'm sorry.

[Taralphiel]

Kryss- that sounds okay, as long as she does fall in line at some point smilies/wink.gif

LA: just put your first post in where it fits. I agree about them being Rohirrim, but ask you to consider BB's post. See if you can edit your profile to accomidate this (more on the family background etc)

Thali: Welcome! I like the idea of elusive elves. You've got my PM, just put your post in where it fits, they can arrive late, or we bump into them on the road.

I shall put my post in now, and let it go from there. Burzdol, when you post, Ill edit mine to put in your greeting.


Note: I have left my post rather open ended. I would like Laurel to get to know at least a few, if not all of the characters really well. I leave this part to an Elf or Mortal male to fill, whoever replies to it first

Let the journey begin smilies/biggrin.gif

[ March 17, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[ March 17, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Annunfuiniel]

Hullo all! Nice to see that we finally are at the point when the real action starts. smilies/wink.gif
I just wrote a loooooong post where Annun was supposed to be the one who meets Laurel on the hill but guess what? I somehow managed to delete the whole text! smilies/mad.gif And I really don't have the strenght right now to re-write it. Could you please reserve that spot for me (I mean that Annun would be the one who says those words in the dark) so I would post my part by tomorrow? Please... smilies/smile.gif

[Ransom]

Annunfuiniel -

Just make a post saying save. Then you can just edit and paste in your post when you've got it done. smilies/smile.gif

-Ransom

[Annunfuiniel]

Oh, that's how it works! smilies/wink.gif
Ransom, thank you for the info, I'll do that right away! smilies/smile.gif

[Ransom]

Annunfuiniel-
NP smilies/smile.gif Forgot to mention this, but sometime's its better to give a short summary of what your character is doing so your fellow RPrs can start writing.

Everyone-
I've got Leena's post up. Anyone who's talking to Laurel could probably see her picking flowers if they look hard enough.

For the scientifically inclined, Leena has hyperthyroidism. It's a condition when the thyroid secretes excessive amounts of hormones that leads to high body temperature, sweating, weight loss, irritability, and high blood pressure. Gotta love AP Bio. smilies/biggrin.gif

Edit: Thagon's on his way to the ruined fountain. If anyone's there/going there he's got quite a bit of time to talk. smilies/smile.gif

[ March 17, 2003: Message edited by: Ransom ]

[ March 17, 2003: Message edited by: Ransom ]

[Annunfuiniel]

I have now edited my post in so take a look at it. It's somewhere there in the middle, right after Taralphiel's post. Hope you like it, it took such pains to write it smilies/wink.gif(we had for example a power cut here just when I was writing it; guess again what happened to that text! smilies/frown.gif)
And great job everyone, I really enjoyed reading your posts! smilies/smile.gif
But little reminder: please expunge your sigs from your RPG posts.

[ March 18, 2003: Message edited by: Annunfuiniel ]

[Taralphiel]

Wow! Love the posts guys!
Ransom:hyperthyroidism eh? (had to post that) smilies/wink.gif *giggles*

Lyra:Public apologies to you for missing your post. I am very sorry and ask that you put upyour profile in here now. Also, PM Elfhelm and ask about specifics of the Rohirrim. Id like you to work together and share each others knowledge

As of Thalionyulma's, Lara's and Lady Aerowen's character, no more primary characters will be accepted. There are still places for secondary characters. See first post in discussion

Ill reply to Annun's post, and put one of Taralphiel's in.

A council will be held at dawn before the cavalry leaves, and if we must, in Swan Wood itself

Just so you know when you can put quesations to Laurel, or even Taralphiel

[ March 19, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Thalionyulma]

Tara,
alright as your request, the Dark Elf shall appear temporarily, but he won't figure much in this adventure. He'll just bring his two "cousins' your way, have a meal or two and some news... and he'll be off perhaps.

I'll let them travel towards Lorien/Swan Wood for awhile... until they meet up with one of the characters. Or until they meet Taralphiel.

[Lyra Greenleaf]

Don't worry about missing my post. It was only short! Anyway, I'm not sure about the Rohirrim character now. I wrote out a profile and it seemed a bit melodramatic, it was hard to try and get him to seem real. Anyway, I'm fed up of playing male warriors. I hope you'll accept me as a village person? I've PM'd Manaradariel, so when she gets back to me I'll put up my profile if that's OK. As I won't have to be at the council, I hope you won't mind if I join a bit late!

[Taralphiel]

Lyra: No problems! Let me know

Thali: excellent! The cantankerous elf shall join us temporarily! I look forward to it smilies/smile.gif

[Lyra Greenleaf]

OK here is my bio for a village child. If/When you approve it I'll write a first post. Or maybe I'll just put it up tomorrow anyway!

Name: Elena

Age: 8

Looks: Brown curly hair tied off her face with a scarf. Grey eyes. Wears very neat though poor quality clothes.

History: Only child, and her mother died when she was little, but lived on a farm in Dor-En-Ernil with her extended family of cousins. Their farm was attacked and burnt, and everyone had to leave. Most of the family went to Dol Amroth where they had relatives but her father had grown up in the village in Swan Wood and decided to go there instead. She misses the farm and her cousins very badly and really wants to make new friends. She’s very fussy about her clothes and keeping neat all the time. She also tends to cry a lot. She’s very imaginative and likes to tell stories, the only problem is she tells it like it’s true- this could cause problems if she decides to tell stories about raiders! They go to stay with Fiona’s– Manardariel’s- family, who knew the father when he was younger and they think it’ll be nice for the two girls to get on together, but they hate each other. Elena’s really good with animals, from growing up on a farm. This may bring her closer together with Fiona, or just make her jealous!

Special features: She has a carved doll her uncle made her which she carries everywhere and talks to.

I’d really like the chance to start a scare that there are raiders coming to the village at some point in the game, if that would be possible.

[Taralphiel]

Certainly Lyra! Malandariel needs someone to keep her company! PM her if you have any ideas!

I have posted the Calembel council. All who want to ask Laurel anything, go ahead. Then were off to Alphirion smilies/biggrin.gif

[Lyra Greenleaf]

OK, I'll put up my post here so you can check it.

“It looks quite nice” whispered Elena quietly, her eyes flicking around the room in which she sat. Despite her brave words her voice held a hint of nervousness and uncertainness. “What do you think?”
Elena paused, as if she was actually waiting for the doll to answer, although she knew she wouldn’t. The room, in fact the whole house, was so different to the house she had grown up in. It all felt very strange to her, especially since she had no-one else to talk to. Somehow, talking to Della felt like she could be talking to her uncle, who had carved her. Elena felt lonely, and she didn’t like it. Growing up there had always been someone to talk to, uncles, aunts, cousins and of course her Papa. He was in the room next door now, speaking to the people who owned this house.

“This is so good of you” she heard him say.
“It is nothing, for a friend” a voice replied, the man.
“His voice is all grumbly and rumbly” whispered Elena. “Just like a bear! I wonder if he eats children?”
She shivered, but it was a fun sort of fear. Really she knew he would not eat her, Papa said he had lots of children himself.
“Lots and lots of children! Maybe about fifty” she whispered to Della.

“How old is your daughter?” asked a female voice.
“She is just eight” replied Papa.
“The same age as our Fiona. That will be good, for both of them I hope. Fiona is so wild, her best friends are her brothers”

Elena shivered again. A wild girl? “Maybe she’ll be the one to eat me!” she told Della wide-eyed.

“I know that Elena misses her cousins. I think that it’s having a bad influence on her.”
Papa sighed. Elena wanted to run through and comfort him, but she had been told to sit still. She sat carefully with her feet together and hands in her lap. Della was resting on her arms.
“She used to be a normal child, running around the farm getting mucky. Then we had the fire.”
He sighed again. It sounded so loud that it might blow all the leaves off all the trees in the village. Elena smiled to think of all the bare trees. “It seemed like something changed then” he continued “now she barely moves in case she musses her dress”

Elena wanted to go and tell him that she just wanted to be good, so he wouldn’t have to worry about her. Ever since she could remember he had had bushy black hair, now it was going grey and he had lots of little lines on his forehead that were not there before. Sometimes when Elena sat on his lap she traced the lines with her fingertip. They were like trails marked on a map.

“Elena?”
The bear voice was in the room now, making Elena jump. She clutched Della closer.
“Hello Elena” said the woman. Elena thought her voice sounded like a princess or something, maybe an Elf. Maybe she was descended from Elves! Maybe she is an Elf princess really and they will come and collect her and I’ll see their shining white horses, she told Della, but silently. Elena wasn’t ready to talk to her best friend in front of these new people yet.
“Hello” she answered softly, her blue eyes fixed on the ground.
“I hope you’ll be very happy here”
“Thank you” Elena replied politely, but inside she doubted it.

[Taralphiel]

Thats great Lyra! Put it on in!

I'll wait till Friday for anyone to ask any questions, or for Elfhelms reply to be posted, then ill begin the journey.

[maikafanawen]

I posted. I wasn't sure what would be a good question for a stereotypical "All-Knowing-Elf" to ask but I gave it a shot. Sorry it's so short. Anything I should change anyone?

-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

Its fine Maika, good job smilies/smile.gif

Ive posted the end of the council. Now we set off, and hopefully stumble across some Elves on out path smilies/wink.gif

[Lyra Greenleaf]

If maikafanawen or any other elf would like to asy that they nearly rode over a little girl, or even talk to her that'd be good. if you don't I'll just continue!

[Taralphiel]

The same deal with my new post. Whoever is in first.

Thanks for your post Lyra. Your going in a direction I was planning!

With the area of Swan Wood, to explain simply, the village and Woods are separate. When we arrive, I would like two parties. One stays in the town, possibly interacting with seecondary characters such as Havlor and Fiona and Co. The second come into the wood and meet Lady Taralphiel. Both meet at the House the next day.

Let me know where you want to be.

[The Ruling Ring]

If Ohtaredan has a choice, I'd like him to be in the woods. smilies/smile.gif

TMRR

[Ransom]

If it's all right with you, Thagon and Leena will go to the village. Do you have anything specific about the geography in mind? (E.G. low walls, lots of big/small houses)

[Lyra Greenleaf]

Thanks for your post Lyra. Your going in a direction I was planning!

so, what are you planning? cos i don't want to do something wrong!

[Thalionyulma]

OKay, I finally posted again... I cut the dark elves' trip short so they could be at Gondor soonest.

Now which way was Swanwood again??? smilies/tongue.gif

[Taralphiel]

Thanks for letting me know about your choices.

To answer your question Ransom, Alphirion (the village) is set out in a similar style to Calembel, with mainly low houses and a few scattered taller buildings, meeting halls etc. And Lyra, your post is showing that some of the party is coming to the village, which is what I want smilies/smile.gif

Thali: we'll meet you on the way there? we bump into you in the night? smilies/wink.gif

As soon as we meet the trio of Dark Elves, we will cut it short to Alphirion

Enjoy smilies/smile.gif

[Aylwen Dreamsong]

I think I'll split my characters up, unless you don't want me to. I guess Jess will stay in Alphirion and Cartil will meet with Taralphial (since he's the messenger guy and all smilies/smile.gif).

Aylwen

[Annunfuiniel]

Annunfuin would likely join those who are going to meet Lady Taralphiel if that's okay. smilies/smile.gif

[maikafanawen]

It looks like there's a lot of people allready going to meet Lady Taralphiel, but it wouldn't really make sense for Annanoldowen not to meet with her, considering they go way back. smilies/wink.gif Whatever you think is best Taralphiel.

-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

Here is my list so far. Kryss, I have to put you in the village to go with Lyra's post, if you dont mind that is smilies/smile.gifVillage
Thagon
Leena
Lanaey
Jess

Swan House
Ohtaredan
Cartil
Annanoldowen
Annunfuin

That's all Ive been given at the moment. Also, someone fill in the person in my last post, it matters little who. Though maybe they oculd spy a few strangers up ahead, and make the way for Thali smilies/smile.gif

[Ransom]

All-

Sorry about the absence. I've had an extremely busy week, and my home work probably won't be clearing up in the near future. I may go MIA for a few days in the future, but I'll try to tell you guys first.

I'll get up a post later this week. smilies/smile.gif

Kryssal-

Do you want to RP the reaction of the three riders, or are they up for grabs? Just thought I'd check before I mess your plans up. ^_^

-Ransom

[Taralphiel]

those three riders are actually Rudh's group, so that post is filled. As soon as Thali arrives were back on track, but still need preferences on village/woods. If not, Ill decide them for you.

Id like at least one of each group to be there, and those who have made up specific connections (Herebrands relation to Eriador, Annanoldowen, Rudchamion and such) Im putting in Taralphiels expecting post now, just to get you ready for whats to come smilies/wink.gif

[ April 09, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Thalionyulma]

Tara,
thanks… I was getting lost (hehehehe!) I’ll let the Dark Elf (Rudh) stay awhile, until the two younger elves figure out why they need to be part of your quest.

I’ll try to come in as often as I can… busy with job interviews! The story is going great!
Don’t hesitate to tell me if there’s any suggestions!

[Taralphiel]

Erm... yeah, sure he can do that. As long as he knows who they are smilies/wink.gif

Danke Thali, ill let you know if I need anything. Oh, will Rudh be satying in the Swan Lady's House??

Elfhelm, Ive picked you to respond to my next post, seeing as my character hasnt really talked to yours that much. Ill pick on others later smilies/wink.gif

[ April 11, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Taralphiel]

I just finished this draft, I've been thinking of a nemesis,or to put it, giving a face to the evil. Ive come up with a character of two. I'll probably be asking for people to fill these characters. Let me know what you think of it (if the race of the informant doesnt work, I have no problem with changing it)

~*~Walking through the shadows, the creature watched for the stray beams of moonlight that threatened his concealment. Indeed the open aired house of the Swan Lady was hazardous for him, the light stunning him and leaving him vulnerable. He slowly traced his steps through the house, like a routine, and made his way down the halls to the bedchambers. Listening to the foreign rising and falling of breathing, he found a small group of guests. He assumed them to be a makeshift legion, and gave a low growl. Soon he found the room he was seeking, and a grin spread on his face.

Moving in, he saw the Lady Laurel lying asleep. Her face was still but had a disturbed look on it, as if sleep unnerved her. He ran his finger gently across her pale jawline and smiled, then let out low whispers. ‘I know ye brought them here dearest, and that ye wish to hide from me, but I shall no’ weary. They will come for this place, and I shall have your beauty to my own. Only I can bring ye comfort to that eating darkness, and I will no’ yield’ At that a beam of the moon struck him and lit up his face. Pale as the light, his eyes were darker than any abyss. His long hair was tied back and flowed lightly over his shoulders. His featues were strong and handsome, but fey and sickness rose from his features above all else. His ears gave him away as an Elf, and his curse on the moonlight was also obvious. But this Elf was no longer of his people, but twisted and fallen. Cuor moved quietly back into the forest, humming his plans, and cursing the rest of the damned House.

~*~

Cuor made his way back through the forest to the camp of the stinking rebels. The smell of rotting and burning meat assailed his senses, as well as the reek of the many filthy bodies jostling, telling tales and searching for more Ale. Quickly he darted into a tall tent at the end of the heap of soldiers, and threw himself to the floor. Inside, skins and rugs were thrown down, and jugs of wine and food stood nearby. Leaning against the tent were broadswords, stained with blood and evilly tarnished. Also were a quiver and arrows, and a small skin pouch. In his prostrate position, Cuor stared at the shiny darts that had spilled from the satchel, their ends feathered black, and their tips gleaming a sickly yellow.
A voice boomed out over him ‘Get ye up, fool! Tell me news!’
Cuor stood to face the man. He too was grubby, and smelled foul. His dark beard fell long over his ragged skins and clothes, and he did not suit his surroundings, which were a sight more refined, but not too much. His dirt stained face showed a twisted nose and two, small dark eyes, with a menacing stare ‘Well! Out with it!’

‘The Lady has employed mercenaries milord’ he began slowly ‘there are many, and some may be hidden, I am no’ sure. They will put up a greater fight then we may be able to stand’

At that plates flew about the room as the Wild Man roared ‘We shall see! Wretch! You are no better then that damned old witch, sitting on ‘er throne! That land will be mine! And I’ll ‘ang her from the nearest tree!’ he scowled at Cuor, and his voice turned chillingly meek ‘Tell me, little pointy ear, what be you wanting from this? Ye came to me and told me o’ a wonderful palace in the forests ripe for the taking. We only knew of a small village then, and never thought to attack in such a number! You lead us straight there. And we are almost at her door! But naught have ye said of reward! Spit it out, wretch!’

Cuor’s eyes narrowed ‘I be wanting one o’ the ladies of the House. The warrior. Leave her alone’ The Wild King grinned ‘Hehhh! You be picking out the best, m’friend. Why do ye not just take her now! Why kill her graddam, and all her friends hm?’

Cuor did not move. He turned the question over and over in his mind. Why kill them all? ‘She will no’ want ye any other way’ a voice assured him, and he spun around. A dark cloaked figure appeared at the door. Throwing down the hood, a Wild Woman grinned ‘Ah! Gita!’ smiled the King. Gita looked far better dressed than Wild Men, enough to blend into the town, which was what she did. ‘This thing was stealing from the twon in his hunger pains. He was brought to the House and fell in love with the Houses beauty. But her gran’ wouldna’ have that, and sent him away.’ She smirked. Cuor was astounded she knew such things. ‘And ye would love to know where he came from? The charred wreck of the cursed ring o’ Black Mountains’ At this, the King again scowled ‘The cursed Lord’s leftovers eh? Well, he serves his purpose, and he shall get his reward if he does as he is ordered. Out a my sight!’ With that he received a stern kick from Gita, and was out the door. Nursing his sore backside into a tree, he grinned in malice ‘They can have the Land, and I shall have my Lady. But she will no’ love me without some sport. Yesss, she’ll hunt them down fer me’ and he smiled though the night, dreaming of being Lord of his own Land.

~*~
Clearly this informant is both poweful, but bordering on completley dillusional smilies/wink.gif wanted him to add a bit of humour, but still be dark and possesive. I wait for your opinion

Tara

[maikafanawen]

Hey all,

I don't have much time on the computer right now, I'm about to go out. I am a little confused on the direction of our story. It's probably because I'm new to Rohan. What approximately are we going to do at the Swan Lady's house? I'm going to start jotting down things for Annanoldowen to think/say. I want to develop her character more. She seems more of a dull extra alongside everyone else's strong spirited characters. Does anybody have any suggestions? I'll take them gladly.

-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

Maikafanawen: If you chesk the forst discussion post, it will tell you the objectives in detail. But I'll give you a crash course in it. We are going to defend and attack the Wild Men, and push them out of the forest. Strategies will have to be looked at, but that will be dealt with once we get there.

As for your character, the only thing I suggest is that you try to interact as much as possible with all the others. That way, you can react to them and it may develop her traits, habits etc

[Ransom]

Really sorry about going MIA for a few weeks. Unfortunately, I'm swanped with homework at the moment. I'll have a post up later this week. At latest this weekend.

-Ransom

[Elfhelm]

Hey guys, sorry I haven't been around for a while. I'm typing this from a friend's computer, so I have to be brief. I downloaded this program from Kazaa, and it really messed up my computer. I think it has a virus of something. It won't let me run any programs or go on the internet or anything. I probably won't be around for awhile as well, but I'm going to get my computer fixed. I might need a new one. Anyway, don't kill my character!

Eflhelm

[Taralphiel]

*hugs daughterness* I agree!!! smilies/wink.gif

Well, there is little to be done about it except to move on as best we can. I'll work on it now. Any problems with Mr Cuor shoudl be voiced now, or he's going up...

Also, Ive had contact from Cole, and he cannot resume his character, so he will be deleted from the RPG posts.

If anyone knows someone who would be willing to play the character Gita or the Wild King outlined in my posts, please PM me and let me know

Cheers

[ April 16, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Aylwen Dreamsong]

So so sorry for my long absence (if anyone noticed I had gone). I have just finished up a bunch of testing at school, and spent a lot of time studying (which we all know is so much fun!).

I'll post sometime this afternoon. smilies/smile.gif

Aylwen

[maikafanawen]

Taralphiel: 0o0o0o0o0o0o0ohh I would like to play Gita! I know it seems like I don't post much, but that's because I'm not really sure yet how to portray my character. I think I'm going to make her more talkative and tougher. I think she's going to start a conversation with Jess. smilies/biggrin.gif Anyways, PM me if I can play Gita and what you want me to do with her. smilies/biggrin.gif

-Maikafanawen

[Thalionyulma]

Tara,
I was wondering... Rudh and Taralphiel is going to do some catching up, right? I'll leave the Dark Elf with his friend for a while when his two younger cousins start their adventure (perhaps Rudh can give some insights of sorts when needed).


Kryssal,
I think I need to read up about your character... since I can't remember from where she is exactly. (Sorry, ,but Tara hasn't told you about me being a sluggard has she? hehehehe)

[Taralphiel]

Maika: Ill PM you now

Thali: Yes..sluggard...how bout *dum dum* cantankerous?? smilies/wink.gif Oh, it would be nice for Tara and Rudh to catch up, and I think they would probably do so while Galain and Gorath were out fightin' with Laurel and Co.

As a suggestion from Bethberry, Ive decided to make a full list of the characters in our RPG, so you all know who are in your respective parties:

Rohan
Ruling Ring- Ohtarendan
Burzdol- Ilisit
Elfhelm- Herebrand

Gondor
Annunfuiniel- Annunfuin
Aylwen- Jesslyn and Cartil
Ransom- Thagon and Leena

Elves
Maikafanawen- Annanoldowen
Kryssal- Lanaey
Thalionyulma- Gorath, Galain, and Rudchamion

Secondary Characters
Malandariel- Fiona
Elfhelm- Rohirrim
Lyra Greenleaf- village girl
Maikafanawen- Gita

Places for Cuor and the Wild King are still up for grabs...

[maikafanawen]

Name: Gita

Age: 29

Race: Wild men

Gender: Female

Weapons: Demurring from engaging in any form of open combat, she does not carry a sword. Instead she has two slender daggers she wears concealed in whichever form of garb best suits her present mission. She is not known for her weaponry skills.

Looks: Gita is a very beautiful and slender woman with deceivingly soft grey eyes and dark brown hair, styled to match her disguise or worn up when donning her usual apparel of a forest green tunic, tan colored pants and black boots. She fancies feathered and beaded jewelry that she wears on her ankles, as a belt, around her neck, or in her hair.

Character: She is dark natured and uncivilized in many respects. Gita is also very devious and cunning. If given the chance, she would kill the Wild King if the time suited her needs. Gita has the ability to dress as a peasant and look authentic enough to listen in to the gossip of town ladies, which often talk about the comings and goings of the Lady of the Swan Wood. Her mission is to bring any useful information to the King. Combining what she and Cuor give him, the King makes his plans. She finds out things such as when Taralphiel and Laurel move and where. Gita also knows the mapping of the Village and the Swan house. She is very occupied with knowing the whereabouts of Cuor, and knows most about him (on account of her following him).

History: As far as hierarchy in the Wild Men’s system, Gita is ‘nobility’. Her father, Torzelius, is one of the Wild King’s more trusted advisors, and a sickly appearing man with a surprisingly and impeccably hidden strength. Gita’s mother, Mynde, was not married to her father but keeps contact with her only daughter (much is unknown of her). Raised in the brutal surroundings of the ways of the Wild Men, Gita was an abused child, and grew tough on anger and hate. Now, she is ignored out of fear by most of her race, and is known for her anger and quickness to kill anyone she damn near pleases to.

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Is that okay Taralphiel?

-Maikafanawen

[ April 23, 2003: Message edited by: maikafanawen ]

[Taralphiel]

That sounds great Maika, though I think she might have to be able to be tad younger, so she can be pitted against Lady Laurel smilies/wink.gif

Great job everyone! Keep it all up smilies/smile.gif I really like seeing all your characters bonding. If you see a chacter youve not spoken with, do so, it makes the group work better together and prepare for the battle ahead *grins*

[ April 23, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Annunfuiniel]

Ok, I thought Annunfuin had been too silent so now he has caught everyones attention. smilies/wink.gif Hope that didn't sound too ridiculous...
How do you feel about some action for a change or do we leave that for later? Something could be arranged if that's ok with everyone...
Btw. I love the evil characters, great job Tara and Maika! smilies/smile.gif

[maikafanawen]

Annunfuiniel: Thanks!

I set it up so that Gita would have access to the Swan House. If this is a) Not Possible: Taralphiel knows who her servants are and will recognize Gita; b) A bad idea for the development of the story; c) Just ridiculous; I'll edit it so that she is just going to either a) Follow Cuor around and see what he does or b) Dress as a regular folk of Alphirion and perhaps talk with someone who is staying behind in the village.

Alright?

-Maikafanawen

[Lyra Greenleaf]

OK, I'm saving this here:

Without warning a horse bore down on her as she ran across the street. Elena narrowly missed being crushed by its hooves. As the rider turned Elena gasped, her tears stopping. An Elf! she thought excitedly. It's like a tale come true!

[Taralphiel]

Allrighty, Ive sped it all up for you. And I do like your post Annun, very nice smilies/smile.gif Maika too, I like to see Gita causing some trouble smilies/wink.gif

The action is coming smilies/smile.gif
Ill let about one more post on the trail then Ill introduce The Swan House so it doesnt confuse anyone

[maikafanawen]

Lyra: Whenever I see your aviatar, I immediately associate it with Mara. smilies/biggrin.gif Sorry. Anyways, I was planning on Annanoldowen going first to the town to get a new change of clothing, that would be more appropriate for battle than her traveling dresses. She could be the one who almost runs over Elena if you wish smilies/wink.gif

Taralphiel: Is it okay if Annanoldowen buys new clothes before journeying on to the Swan House?

Playing Gita is going to be so fun. smilies/evil.gif

-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

sure Maika, though she will have very little time. We stop to rest and change horses and then set off again.

[maikafanawen]

I've got a picture of two elves arguing over running over a little girl in the middle of a street...haha...yeah, anyways, if Laeney wants to run over poor Elena then she can. I didn't catch that you were going to. Haha...can't you just see it? Alright I'm done.

Taralphiel: Here was my idea for the post:

Post
Annanoldowen deeply resented wearing the clothing of a shield-maiden, but due to the strenuous travel (and possibly warfare) she would endure these next few weeks, she reluctantly conformed to such attire. The elf stood in front of the mirror of a local clothe shop in the village of Alphirion. She eyed her new ensemble dismayingly. Dark brown riding pants were covered halfway to just above the knee by simple, tan colored boots. A crisp white ‘swordswoman’s’ shirt was worn under a tough leather jerkin. The jerkin tied up the front with a leather string weaving in and out of a dozen pairs of grommets. The wings of the jerkin were made of a tougher material adding protection to the elf’s shoulders. Her silver feather pendant was visible between the collars of her shirt. Strapped to her belt were her regular sword and a new addition: a dagger of fine make that she had purchased at the local smithy’s shop. Her long blonde hair had been brushed out of her face and pulled back into one long braid, and secured with a thin leather strap at the end. Over all, she looked the part of any regular shield maiden. If not for her pointed ears and sharp features, she could almost pass for a woman of Rohan or Gondor. The thought was amusing.

“Are you satisfied?” asked an anxious shopkeeper as Annanoldowen took in her new look.

“I do not like the snug feel of this jerkin,” she replied, trying to loosen it under the arms with her thumbs.

“It’s best for travel,” was the rejoinder. Sighing, Annanoldowen paid the woman generously and left the shop.

A warm breeze greeted her, twirling the silver chimes on the clothe shop’s porch. Her new boots made no sound as she walked down the three steps to her horse. A small group of children had gathered and were looking admiringly at Taurawaa. Smiling kindly at them, Annanoldowen mounted and spurred her horse away from the row of shops and down the road *[to where the rest of the company was gathered.]

*Sentence liable to change to fit her destination or what not.


-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

heehee, that ouwld be funy wouldnt it? smilies/wink.gif

I'll let you have running-over rights Kryss dear, youve probably already planned for it.

That post is beautiful Maika. I love the description of the clothes.

The way the formation will work is the whole cavalry will stop at Swan Village, and the groups will split then. So all will see the Village

If that confuses anyone, please let me know.
Great work everybody! Please keep on posting so Im not on my own!! smilies/wink.gif

Tara

[cerinel]

hello, here is the character that i would like to play
name: cerindal, elf

she was born in valinor but then stayed behind. she left her mother and father and has four brothers. she now travels around middle earth in search of a companion to travel with. she has a horse named cerinsina.

she has a set of daggers and a sword. she has a long bow that is incrusted with jewels and has a quiver of arroiws. she also some ability to have preminisions but they are not as powerful.

thanks

cerina

[Taralphiel]

Hi Cerina

Your profile sounds okay. All I need is a rough age. And maybe some ideas of where your character could possibly come in in this RPG. Im technically not taking any more characters, but would still like to squeeze you in some how. And ideas anyone??

[ April 29, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[maikafanawen]

In order to keep it organized, Cerina could use the standard form:

Name:

Age:

Race:

Gender:

Weapons:

Appearance:

Personality/Strengths/Weaknesses:

History:

(Do I spend too much time in The Shire ... sorry smilies/biggrin.gif )

Just a suggestion.

-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

You spend too much time in the Shire? smilies/wink.gif
No, thats a great idea Maika. Cerina, if you would, please fill out the form that Maika has posted. That will make it much easier for myself and the fellow RPG members to decide where to put you
Thanks

[Taralphiel]

Posts *cheers*
All Id like before the Swan House is that the Elves accompany me to see Havlor, and get an idea of what those nasty darts do. Then were off

If you have any q's about which party youre in, or youre not in one, lemme know

[Taralphiel]

Erm...Im pretty sure youre in the village Kryss. And I just thought that the Elves would know a little more than those of Swan Wood about modes of war, so I dragged you along. If anyone else wants to join that group to see Havlor, just speak up I suppose.


Also, I like those ideas for our new character. Hope they help smilies/smile.gif

[Manardariel]

Hang on, I´m lost. smilies/rolleyes.gif Is the village Fiona and Elena are in the Swan Village?? Or no? And do you want us, aka Lyra and me to post sometime soon? Ok that was a lot of questions.... sorry! smilies/smile.gif

[Taralphiel]

Yup Manan, you are in Swan Village. Post away whenever you want, maybe even develop a relationship with a character like Jess or Laurel. I look forward to reading smilies/smile.gif

Maika, just waiting for your post, then were off.

[ May 07, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Taralphiel]

*huggles* s'ok Kryss, youre moving, you have an excuse smilies/smile.gif

[Taralphiel]

Im just waiting for one of th Elves to post a tiny bit about Havlor, then I'll head out for Swan Wood

[Taralphiel]

hmmm...you might just wanna say how bad he looks, that you worked for a while on him, then you made sure he was out of immediate danger as much as possible. Im really not sure if Havlor should die any time soon, or even at all. If you can get out of there and maybe set it up so I can post that we arrive at the Swan House?

*is getting a tad impatient* smilies/wink.gif

[Kryssal]

Understands. Apologizes. Makes up something for story.

[maikafanawen]

Meraviglioso! Kryssal. Excellent post. *twiddles thumbs* I think you've covered about all smilies/wink.gif

I have just finished all my projects and finals for the school year and now all I have left are end of semester Exams. Lucky for me they'll be a sinch and I can spend more and more spare time here! I'll check back soon.

-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

Great work everybody! Thanks!
I'll try to get Leena in helping Lanaey with Havlor while the group is at the Swan House if that is allright with you Ransom.

My post will also be going up about finally meeting Taralphiel. Everyone please check which group you are in or request a group so none of you are left out.

It seems that our Rohirrim have all gone missing! Ive sent them all PM's to confirm whether they wish to continue.I know at least one of them is having computer troubles, but Im not sure about the rest. If anyone knows their whereabouts, let me know smilies/wink.gif

Tara

[ May 21, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Bêthberry]

Fellow Rohan gamers,

Our gaming comes with a cost; it is time to reflect on this fact and make some changes to how we run our games.

We RPGers are the most voracious consumers of Barrow Downs resources. We use a game thread, a discussion thread, PMs to plan games, and are constant visitors to the site, often returning more than two or three times a day to keep up with developments in the game in order to prepare our own posts.

Why is this a drain on BD resources? Please take some time to read carefully and reflect seriously upon the Barrow Wight's recent posts in the "Announcements >> The Barrow Downs" forum concerning storage space and bandwidth, chat and discussion, and the costs of running the site, and then change your posting habits.

What are the most beneficial changes in our posting habits? For one, we need to stop using the discussion threads for idle banter, for personal comment. We must restrict our posts to discussion of the games only, that is, to issues of plotting, character interaction, clarification, and notification of absences. For most occasions, we don't need to make multiple posts about why we are absent or how we are doing and we don't need to make a string of 'see ya' posts in reply. For personal comments, we can use the chat room or PMs. A discussion thread that is far longer than a game thread is often a signal of a misuse of the discussion thread.

Please take the time to do several things: Delete posts or run of the mill comments in the discussion thread that have no bearing on the game. Refrain from such posts and comments in future discussions of the games. Limit your daily visits to the thread.

If we all help out, we can ensure that our games remain treasures in the Barrow Downs.

Thanks for being responsible gamers and credible members of the Downs!

Bêthberry

[Taralphiel]

Everyone: I have decided the war will begin with the Wild Men on BOTH fronts. This means anyone who is in the village should beware, because you will be attacked!!

Im doing another tally on who is where:

Village
Leena (ransom)
Lanaey (Kryssal)
Jess (Aylwen)
Elena (Lyra)
Fiona (Manan)
Ilisit (Burzdol)
Gorath and Galain (Thalionyulma)

Forest
Thagon (Ransom)
Cartil (Aylwen)
Herebrand (Elfhelm)
Ohtaredan (TRR)
Annanoldowen (Maikafanawen)
Annunfuin (Annunfuiniel)
Rudhchamion (Thalionyulma)


Burzdol, Elfhelm, Aylwen, Annun...please PM or post here so I know you are still interested!!!

Ive tried PM'ing some of you but it does not seem to work...

All, let me knwo what you think about a wide attack, esp Manan and Lyra. Where do you wish to go? what about your families?

[ May 24, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Lyra Greenleaf]

I hope you don't mind my post, but I wanted to get it in before the war began. I'm PMing Manardariel about what we should do.

[maikafanawen]

Heyo!!

I forgot that exams were going to be last week and I had no spare time on my hands! Right now I'm running out to the beach for a volleyball meeting and catch up with everything once I get back. Soooo sorry!!

-Maikafanawen

[Annunfuiniel]

Taralphiel,
Thanks for your PM; I'm still with you! smilies/smile.gif
The attack plan sounds great! For the next week I'm really not able to post often but I'll try to write something if it's needed. Anyone: feel free to use Annunfuin in your posts if you wish.

Tara, maybe you could make some 'saves' when the action begins; they could then be used later or deleted if not needed? Just a thought...

~Annun
P.S. You'll reach me best by PM for those I'll check daily.

[Taralphiel]

Thanks for posting guys!

I'll do that Annun, though bear with me, Im a tad comp illiterate smilies/wink.gif

Manan and Lyra: Youre doing a good job! I like the false attack idea, because it shows the village is on edge.

Your post does the same thing Aylwen, which is what I want. I would like one or two more posts in the Swan House before the attack. Ill put a post of Taralphiel in now

[Ransom]

I'll get a post up today or tommorrow. Since it's raining (again), I probably won't be going anywhere today. smilies/frown.gif

-Ransom

[maikafanawen]

Taralphiel: I was thinking of having Annanoldowen sort of hover back behind the rest of the group until everyone was done speaking with her, and once they left, Annanoldowen could walk up to Taralphiel and speak privately with her. If that's a no-no--or someone has a better idea--just PM me 'bout it.

-Maikafanawen

[Ransom]

Sorry, but I had much less time than expected to post today. I'll probably have my next post up tommorrow.

Cheers,

Ransom

[Annunfuiniel]

You're not alone, Taralphiel! smilies/wink.gif

Ok, one idea (at 5.30AM - so if this is not good you understand why...):

Is Gita in the Swan House at the moment (ie. when the meeting is held and soon as the attack comes)? IF she is then how about this: when the wild men attack she's still considered as one of the maidens of the House so she'll be protected. The warriors are scattered and one of them ends up defending Gita. The odds are even - until Gita attacks from behind, on the good guy of course.

Now, if the wild men want to take hostages then this is the chance for that. But if not, well that's equally fine. So what do you say, Tara, Maika, others?

smilies/smile.gifAnnun

[Taralphiel]

Ransom: Perfectly ok, post when you have time smilies/smile.gif

Maika: That idea is good with me, I want Taralphiel and Annanoldowen to be able to talk together alone.

Annun: I do like that idea! I have been mulling hostage situations around in my head, but not so soon. Still, it may just work. Gita taking someone hostage *thinks* who would be best for that...ideas?

[Ransom]

I really hate to do this, but my teacher ripped up my report due Friday. smilies/frown.gif I've got to re-write a good portion of it tonight, so posting will be stalled until tommorrow or Thursday.

-Ransom

[Manardariel]

Taraphiel: PLEASE, can you clear out your mailbox?? Thanks! smilies/smile.gif

[Taralphiel]

*waves* sorry about that Manan, didnt know it was full!

who wishes to have an encounter with Gita?? I will be having attacks of Swan Wood in the next few posts so please try to post soon everyone!! smilies/smile.gif

Thanks!

[ May 29, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Kryssal]

I was waiting for someone else to post how we were all being attacked and then I thought I might as well get over my characters little 'mid-life crisis' drama. Ok, sorry it is soooo cliche and, well, I'll admit it, lame, but hey, for this particular character, she needed it and this was just the story to 'fix' her soul in.

Now, lets have some fights!

[maikafanawen]

Great idea Annun. I say Gita takes someone sort of young--and not elven. Maybe Cartil?

-Maikafanawen

[Aylwen Dreamsong]

Ahh, I don't think Cartil will mind being attacked from behind by someone he least expects. smilies/biggrin.gif

Taralphiel, would you like me to post the attack on Swan Wood? Or would you prefer to take that job? Are the Wild Men going to attck Swan Wood first then Alphirion, or both at the same time (I'm guessing at the same time)?

-Aylwen

[Taralphiel]

Aylwen: I dont mind you posting the atack. I will be posting from the Wild perspective allready

Manan and Lyra: I think the kidnapping idea is great! Maybe you could bump into Cartil???

I'll post the Wild Men attack now (yes, they are simultaneous) and we shall let the battle begin *grins*

Oh, who thinks a hundred year old woman letting our war cries is too far fetched?? Just want your opinion.

[Taralphiel]

Ok, Ive posted. Aylwen, feel free to write in the first wave of attacks.

Oh, and sorry about the poor Elvish, anyone who can give me a hand would be much appreciated smilies/biggrin.gif

Tara

[Aylwen Dreamsong]

Lyra & Manardariel- Is it alright that Jesslyn saves Fiona and...Miss Priss? smilies/biggrin.gif If not, I'll just delete my most recent post.

-Aylwen

[Taralphiel]

Ok, Manan and Lyra, I like the kidnapping scene, just discuss with Aylwen what you would like to happen smilies/smile.gif

Aylwen and Maika: Ive gone to find Cartil. Let me know what you think Gita will do. Run, or fight and blow her disguise???

I tried to portray Laurel as a kind of wild and undisciplined fighter, with a strange kind of bloodlust. I hope it came across ok. I though this might lead to one of the more disciplined soldiers noticing and trying to train her a little. Let me know

Tara

[Bêthberry]

A reminder from the neighbourhood Innkeeper/Moderator.

When gamers start a game, they make a commitment to the game, to the other gamers, the game owner, and also to the readers. Gamers must notify the game owner in advance of any absences and make plans for the carrying of their characters. Ideally, gamers of major characters should post two to three times a week.

Gamers who disappear for longer than two weeks without any notice forfeit their characters. The game owner can then decide what to do with those characters--give them to another gamer, write them out of the game, or carry them himself or herself. The game owner has an obligation to do this in order to keep the game going.

Taralphiel, it is up to you to decide what to do with the characters of Elfhelm, Burzdol and The Ruling Ring if they have not answered PMs from you. Since Ransom has posted here, you can perhaps give him one more PM with a specific deadline that he must post by.

The game must go on.

Bêthberry

[maikafanawen]

Alright. Cartil, I suggest you be taken back to the king for questioning etc. You can do whatever, have fun. smilies/biggrin.gif

Not really sure what to do with Gita, any ideas? Where's Cuor during all this ruckus?

Annanoldowen is going to follow Laurel to wherever. If you want to lose her -- smilies/biggrin.gif-- just send her to help those other three soldiers with the children.

This is fun!

-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

Manan and Lyra: Love your posts! that was quite a good idea *giggles* Keep it going!

All: We need more fighting posts! Where are the Rohirrim???

We also need fighting posts at the village. Remember Kryss that the whole Rohirrim fighting force are there, with no-one to lead them. Maybe you could team up with them

Cuor will be coming soon

[Lyra Greenleaf]

Where are the Rohirrim???
I think the ruling ring is moving house.

That was definitely an idea and a half Manardariel. Thanks for saving us! Oh yes. Are we going to be meeting up with anyone else now? Anyone running around in the woods...

[ June 03, 2003: Message edited by: Lyra Greenleaf ]

[The Ruling Ring]

Hiya!

I'm back, I'm here! The bathroom has now been remodeled, it's all squared away. It's all white, looks very pretty.

Anywhoo, I'm off to read the thread, and I'll post on there shortly! smilies/smile.gif

Good to see you again!

TRR

[Taralphiel]

Welcome back TRR!

If you could please, try to help Elfhelm's character along, so he doesnt get too left out of the story?? Im also considering having Ilisit Scorn (Burzdol's character) die in the attacks. If anyone can contact him, please try. Ive had no luck Im afraid, and his character has been dormant for too long. We need the Rohanians to post more.

[Annunfuiniel]

Help!
Any ideas where Annunfuin is at the moment? With Taralphiel in the back room maybe? At least he was in that room when the wild men attacked and he might have a word or two to say to Laurel about her fighting 'tactics' when things calm down a bit... smilies/wink.gif

If you can help me with this location problem I could try and post something over the weekend.

Oh, nice to see my idea was put to 'good' use. Poor Cartil, wouldn't like to be in his boots now. smilies/biggrin.gif

~Annun

[Aylwen Dreamsong]

Hey--

I'll post again later tonight, after posting for another game and eating some birthday cake.

Where has everyone gone in Alphirion? All I've seen is Lanaey and Jess! Unless I've missed something(?). smilies/cool.gif

Poor Cartil!

-Aylwen

(EDIT) Nevermind. I forgot Lyra and Manard. Oh wait, they aren't in Alphirion either, technically, are they? What about Ilisit? The list says he is in Alphirion but Burzdol just posted for being at the Swan House.

[ June 05, 2003: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]

[Taralphiel]

Okay *reads over posts* heres what has happend, I think....

Burzdol:You are in the Village, commanding the Rohirrim. Laurel is not there. If you can edit her out, and put in Leena or Lanaey, that will clear it up.

Annun: You are guarding Taralphiel, actually, you are the only one *checks posts again* Laurel will realise this and double back to help.

Aylwen: does that help? Im a little confused too! Did Laurel stop Gita from taking Cartil away? I'll check that now

Okay...what I plan is that the fighting subsides at the House, and that everyone goes to aid the battling Rohirrim at the Village.

Everyone okay? Let me know if youre still confused. I'll try to write up a new location list soon.

[ June 05, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Kryssal]

Under the assumption that the Rohirrim will be at the village instead of the house I added them in with my edit. Also, I had the fighting dimmed down, but since you want it there Tara, I hope I set it up ok so that it'll work for everyone all around.

Oh, and if anyone would like to come and find me that'd be cool, but if not, I'll just have her come around eventually. You could just hit her awake or something smilies/wink.gif

[Lyra Greenleaf]

OK, perhaps I'm taking the theme of us two as rescuers a bit far here, Manardariel, what do you think?
And Kryssal, you said Drass was clever. If you think he's not quite that clever, I can change it.
M<anardariel- you decide what we do, OK?

[Kryssal]

Lol - sure Drass is a smart girl (girl, hint, hint smilies/wink.gif ) and ya, I guess they share a bond enough so that the horse may know when the master is in trouble. She's definetly smart. If you want, she can lead you two to me or she could just lead you guys to a safe location, like where there are a bunch of Rohirrim. That's probably what I'd see her do, but once again you can do what you want 'cause it's your story too smilies/biggrin.gif

[Manardariel]

Lyra: I love it, but.... I dunno, wouldn´t it be better if the horse lead us somewhere safe? Just for the record...two little girls and a bezerk woman.. that would be kinda oddd smilies/redface.gif

edit: AND HAPPY 100th, CHERE!
smilies/biggrin.gif

[ June 07, 2003: Message edited by: Manardariel ]

[maikafanawen]

Nope, Cartil's in the King's tent right now. Gita will return with the King and they can talk with him. Aylwen, there could be a few of the king's guards in there that sort of do whatever keeping Cartil there until the King gets back. Taralphiel, does the King have a name? Is it all right if I have him asking Cartil stuff in one of my posts?

Also, I was thinking that maybe a few of the company could come save Cartil after the fighting goes down a little bit in the Swan House and the Village. The company's got to reunite anyways right? Then Gita could flee yet again, but bunches of Wild Men could die.

When/If the company saves Cartil, they could yell a lot make it like there's a zillion of men with them instead of the ten there will only be, scaring the Wild Men into retreat etc. It's a standard War Tactic in all my fantasy books. smilies/biggrin.gif

-Maikafanawen

[Annunfuiniel]

Well, I posted - at last! Once more, let me know if something needs to be changed.

And HELP! I think Annunfuin needs elvish medicine - and fast! smilies/eek.gif He's not dead yet but it doesn't look good... Maika: I hope Annanoldowen still has some herbs left. smilies/wink.gif

~Annun

[Ransom]

Hey-

I've been having a rough time for the last few weeks. One of my relatives is sick and I've been having some family problems. I'm sorry about the trouble my abscence has caused. I have been unable to give the games I'm in proper attention.

I regret to say that I will be withdrawing from all the RPs I am currently participating in. Maybe I'll return at a later date, but I will probably be leaving for the summer.

Cheers and good luck,

Ransom

[Taralphiel]

The King does not have a name, but get him to ask all the questions you want.

I'll see what I can do about Annunfuin too smilies/wink.gif

Im really sorry to see you go Ransom, your characters were really a credit to you. Im also very sad to say that if you are leaving for such a long period, that your characters will have to be killed/taken over by another player. Everybody, please let me know if you wish to take over one of these characters, because I do not wish to lose them unless its necessary.

[Lyra Greenleaf]

Edited, but Manardariel "I" still need a good reason to leave Rian.

[Taralphiel]

I'm starting to get a tad confused on what is happening here, so I'll put a little somethhing here:

Annunfuin and Laurel are wounded. That leaves Annanoldowen, Herebrand, Ohtaredan, Rudhchamion & Taralphiel. Cartil is off with the King smilies/wink.gif

Im thinking the plan is that Annanoldwen treats the injured, enough to get Laurel concious, perhaps not Annun since he was poisoned. They realise Cartil is missing, and they heard Gita, so they set off after they clear the house of any nasties left

Fiona (with or without Elena, whatever happens) will stumble across Lanaey and they will make their way to help out Rian. They will also meet Ilisit in the village.

Im seeing if someone can pick up Ransoms characters. If not, Leena will be found in the village, and likewise for Thagon. Also I need someone to pick up Herebrand, or he will have to perish as well.

TheRulingRing, and Burzdol, please try to post. You are two of the last Rohirrim, I need your input.

[Annunfuiniel]

Tara - sounds good. Though it would be great if Annunfuin would wake up if just for a moment: he has something important to say to Laurel when she's up... Maybe she could come to see him as soon as she learns what has happened? Ok? smilies/smile.gif

Wish I had the time to take and write either of Ransom's characters! They are great, it would be real pitty to lose them... Strength to you, Ransom; you'll be in my prayers.

~Annun

[Bêthberry]

Just a reminder that gamers are expected to post two to three times weekly if they are major characters in a game.

Gamers who have not posted for two weeks or more or who have not revised posts as requested by the game owner within one week of the request forfeit their character and place in the game. Their character can be written out of the game or give to another gamer.

Also, Annunfuiniel, you have a SAVE posted from May 25/03 at 1:30 pm which you have not yet filled out. Please fill it out or delete the post within 48 hours or the post will be deleted. Thanks!

Bêthberry

[Annunfuiniel]

Bêthberry - thanks for the reminder, I had totally forgotten that Save. It's deleted now for I thought there was nothing to add to that point.

Note: I really wish Annunfuin will came through and I can post for him soon. I assume he won't be able to participate in the quest for Cartil but maybe he can meanwhile help in the Swan House (arrange defence etc.).

~Annun

[The Ruling Ring]

Hi!

I can't stay right now, but I wanted to let you know that I'm going to post on the game thread shortly. Sorry for the delay!

TRR

[maikafanawen]

Working on a post. Annunfuin will make a good (however slow) recovery.

-Maikafanawen

[Bêthberry]

Thank you for posting your intentions, TheRulingRing and Maikafanawen, but the other gamers really need to know when you will be posting.

Please give us a specific time frame, such as, "I will post within 24 hours." Otherwise, it is very difficult to run a game and keep track of what is happening.

Gaming in Rohan requires this kind of commitment.

Bêthberry

[maikafanawen]

Post is up. Next time I'll specify time frames.

Aylwen: I was finishing up the post when I realized that I wasn't sure how you'd want Cartil to respond to the questions. So you can do the little session, or we can just leave it and sort of have the king say something like "We'll see if you change your mind in [a few hours]" and then Cartil is just tied up and left. Then Laurel & Co. can save him[??]

Taralphiel: Okay, Laurel will be ALL RIGHT!! Open for you to give instructions to those of us at the House.

Annunfuiniel: I've done all I could. You can decide how long it takes for your character to recover and if.

-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

Thanks all who posted, and thanks Bethberry for your help!

Maika, I loved your last post. Just what we need.

Ill do posts for Taralphiel, Laurel, and Cuor now

EDIT: I posted those characters. Maika, Gita may want to reply to Cuor's threatening

Aylwen, if you discuss it with Maika, this may be a chance for Cartil to slip out almost unnnoticed (ie King springs him) Let me know

[ June 14, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Taralphiel]

Great post Annun! I loved it! Also to Maika!


I think I may just have Laurel go with that party. We'll see what happens. For now, I'll post

Herebrand: You're character is being taken over by another Rohan gamer. You must PM me to stop this. I have PM'ed you numerous times, and your character is needed. If you do not reply by Friday, you will lose your character.

[ June 15, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Taralphiel]

Just a post to congratulate Cami, and Aylwen on their new positions!! Good stuff!! I may wander into the White Horse soon, if I get my scatterbrained self to figure it out smilies/wink.gif

[The Ruling Ring]

Hi!
I just posted on the game thread, and will be doing so again within the next 48 hours. Hope it's okay. If not, I'll change it. smilies/smile.gif

TRR

[Kryssal]

So, did some of the house's group go to save Cartil and some go back to the village? I'm just trying to place where everyone is right now.

[Taralphiel]

welcome back TRR!

ok, heres what I plan. A group have gone to the village:

Herebrand
Ohtaredan
Laurel

There they are looking for missing comrades:

Leena
Lanaey
Jesslyn
Ilisit
Galain and Gorath

then they'll double back with whoever they find and save Cartil.

Taralphiel is being kept safe by:

Annanoldowen (who is also tending to Annun)
Rudhchamion
Thagon

I'm taking over Thalion's posts. I also have someone stepping in for Herebrand. But no-one to replace Thagon or Leena.

Anyone who can suggest someone, please do so or they will have to be killed off, which I dont really want to do

Aylwen: Im toying with the idea of Galain and Gorath rescuing you instead. Let me know what you think

Maika and Manan: DO you find Lanaey? If so, you will also be found by Ohtaredan and end up at Havlor's house. Maika, I though Tara and Annanoldowen should have a little chat while they wait for Annun to regain conciousness.

Everyone: I wont be in for a day or so I think, so Id like you all to welcome Cuthalion, who will be playing Herebrabd from now on. If anyone can help him with any questions, I'd be very grateful!

Cheers! Hope that clears everything up!

[ June 19, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Aylwen Dreamsong]

Welcome Cuth!

Aylwen: Im toying with the idea of Galain and Gorath rescuing you instead. Let me know what you think

Rescuing Jess or rescuing Cartil? Cartil is the only one that needs rescuing, so I guess you mean him, right?

Oh yes! One little thing, Taral, I believe it is 'Rohirrim' instead of 'Rohanian'. smilies/smile.gif

-Aylwen

[Taralphiel]

yup, its Cartil Im talking about. Though....where is Jess exactly.... smilies/wink.gif

And yes, I stand corrected. It is Rohirrim. Figures though, typing at who knows what time *yawns* I'll go find where I put it and correct it.

[Cuthalion]

Greetings people! Great RP you have here...I'll do my best to blend in. smilies/wink.gif

[Taralphiel]

TRR: Thanks for helpingt things move along. Lanaey is back in the game smilies/smile.gif

Maika and Manan: Ok, this will mean that if Drass leads you anywhere, it'll be to Havlor's place.

Cuth: I got your PM. It seems your inbox is full. If you would like me to post my suggestions here, let me know.

Ive had a few plans in regards to Thagon. I am setting it up that a stray Wild Man, or maybe even Cuor or Gita will hit with a dart or the like. However, Leena's fate is unknown. I'll take suggestions if anyone has any. If anyone knows someone who could take that character over, that would be even better.

Burzdol: I am sending you a PM in regards to your last post. Your two week absense is almost up.

[Cuthalion]

Sure, Tara..that would be fine...it seems to stay full...evil thing. I'm ready to jump in.

[Taralphiel]

Great Cuth. My suggestions are that you jump in following Ihtaredan into the house with Lanaey. Chat to Laurel if you wish, then head out and look for all of your army. They would be your greatest concern. I'd like to have a decent force for later, but probably record some decent casualties. Im about to confirm if Ilisit is among them, so you may have to post about him in the next few posts.

Let me know if anything here confuses you, and I'll try to work it out smilies/smile.gif

[Taralphiel]

Cuthalion: I went back and checked about Herebrand's army. He only once specifies how many he has, and he never mentions it in the actual RPG. So, I think you may have free reign within reason for the numbers. We need a reasonable army, Im thinking hundreds.

I loved the post! Thanks for stepping in!

[maikafanawen]

smilies/eek.gif AHH! smilies/eek.gif

I am soo sorry. I forgot about Rohan! I've been so busy with starting one RPG that's short a character, have just begun another that's at a complete standstill, I open a third on Friday, and am just finishing up a fourth in The Shire. That's the good news.

The bad news is that I have a 2 ½ hr. flight tomorrow morning and will be very lucky if I get to use a computer that evening. I cross my heart and hope to die that I will do all I can. Then I promise to catch up and post no later than midnight. I can't post tonight because I have a time limit on the computer and it's just about up. I am really very truly sorry.

-Maikafanawen

[ June 24, 2003: Message edited by: maikafanawen ]

[Aylwen Dreamsong]

What an act to follow, Maika. smilies/wink.gif

Note: Late this Friday evening I will be going on a road trip/ vacation. I will be gone from June 27th - July 7th.

I think I can trust ya'll to not kill Jess or Cartil without my permission, since I've informed you that I won't be here. If you have any questions about how they'll act, check their profiles on the first page!

Another note: Cartil is in the King Wild Man's Tent, Jess is on the outskirts of Alphirion working her way towards the center of the village.

-Aylwen

[Lyra Greenleaf]

I hope that's OK Manardariel. I was thinking that sometime the horse should probably lead us to the Swan House?

[Taralphiel]

I like the idea Lyra, go ahead!

Ok, we seem to have lost a few people. We'll continue on as best as we can without them.

Anyone stuck? Let me know.

[Burzdol]

I am sorry everyone, I was out because of a storm.

Taralphiel-I am lost with what is happening in the game now. Could you inform me on what is going on? I read the posts, but I still couldn't figure out what is happening. Thanx.

Burzdol

[Taralphiel]

I listed before the people who were at Taralphiel's Swan House, and those who were at the Village, that might help.

Both the Village and the House were under attack. Your character was left in charge of the Rohirrim forces (Im assuming a few hundred soldiers) while Herebrand and Ohtaredan were at the Swan House. Laurel was with them, which is why you need to edit her out of your last post.

The battle is now over for the most part. Herebrand, Ohtaredan and Laurel are at the Village, and your comrades are looking for you. There is a list oabove of the others that are also missing. Once you have all been found, you will set off to rescue one who has been kidnapped (Cartil)

Hope that clears everything up.

[Taralphiel]

Cuthalion: I can see how it gets confusing ;P

Okay, the Village is reasonably large, but not enough to hold an army. So, after looking through the streets you would head out to the forest to look. My guess would that they would be in a few smaller bands, still looking for any hiding Wild Men, as Lanaey was doing

[Lyra Greenleaf]

smilies/eek.gif What time of day is it on the game? I had the vague feeling that it was evening, but there's nothing to support that anywhere that I can find!

[maikafanawen]

Yes! Go me!! I posted!!! smilies/biggrin.gif smilies/biggrin.gif smilies/biggrin.gif

Alright. What next? We find everyone, get back together and send spies (elves) to find out exactly where the wild men are. Then we gather upon that fateful hilltop as the sun rises over the misty horizon for the Final Battle of Alphirion Forest! smilies/biggrin.gif

This is brilliant!!!

-Maikafanawen

[Annunfuiniel]

Maika - thank you for saving Annunfuin! smilies/biggrin.gif Nice to see he's up again, though a bit weak still.

Lyra, Manardariel - if you'll get to the Swan House soon could you pay a visit to the old Gondorian? Learning about the hardship the girls have been through would surely rouse him: the news from the Swan Village and a reminder of the innocent victims. How's that? Annunfuin may look a bit scary in the girls' eyes at first but know that he really adores children and gladly listens to their chatter and laughter.

Ok then, I'll post as soon as I hear your opinions on this matter.

Oh yes, I'm bit late but: Welcome Cuthalion! smilies/smile.gif

~Annun

[Lyra Greenleaf]

I need to find out what time of day it is, then I'm sure we'll be delighted!

[Taralphiel]

Where Laurel is, its is getting dark. I hope that helps you keep in synch.

Thanks for posting guys, things seem to be going well. As some are catching on, we will be mounting one final attack on the Wild Men, but we need to gather forces before that time comes.

Maika: Where is Gita? I wouldnt mind doing a few Cuor posts with her if you dont mind smilies/smile.gif

[maikafanawen]

I don't know. Where do you want her to be? I can't send her to the house because Annanoldowen's seen her. I'll send her to the village. Maybe she can meet up with Elena and Fiona? What did you have in mind for Cuor posts? PM me smilies/biggrin.gif

Did you know that cuore means heart in italian. I thought that a bit odd considering how close Cuor and cuore are. Heh heh.

-Maikafanawen

[Cuthalion]

It would be great if someone could meet up with Hrebrand...it feels pretty weird not having anyone to post from.

[Taralphiel]

Laurel will wander out and Herebrand can scold her for not being a good pateint ;P They should have a good chat anyway, he seems to know a lot about armies, and the retaliation and rescue need to be worked out.

Maika, I'll PM you

[Lyra Greenleaf]

Can you tell me when it's OK to post for the morning please? I'm waiting until then. Thanks!

[Taralphiel]

no worries, dawn should be coming soon, so Ill let you know

[maikafanawen]

I don't have time now for I'm going to an Independance Day Party--yeah July 4th is America's Holiday--hehe--anyhow, we're on our way to Washington DC so I won't get back until v v v late. I'll post tomorrow as soon as I can for Gita.

-Maikafanawen

[maikafanawen]

Turns out I was able to post after all. What's going on at Swan House?

-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

Rudhchamion and Thagon are heading into some trouble, but Annanoldowen doesnt know about it. I'llm post what happens there, and you can follow me smilies/smile.gif

[Kryssal]

Are we going to have a big meeting or just taking orders from Laurel?

[Taralphiel]

Erm, methinks that it will be more taking random orders. Though everyone should be able to have their say on the way it is to be done.

Im making up an AWOL list by request of Aylwen, so we can see if we need any more replacements. That'll go here soon

Lyra, you can strat posting in morning now, I think its about time smilies/smile.gif

EDIT: This is my list of the characters that have authors that are missing, or have left...

Leena
Ilisit
Rudhchamion
Gorath
Galain

I am taking care of the last three for the moment. Thagon is officially out of the game. I would like to see Leena alive however.

Burzdol: Please try to post. Your character is getting lost in the game and if it continues, he'll be of little use to the story. You have until Saturday to post here, or your character is up for grabs.

[ July 10, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Lyra Greenleaf]

I posted. As requested I took the girls in to see Annunfuin. smilies/biggrin.gif

[maikafanawen]

Sources tell me that Burzdol will be out of town for a week starting tomorrow morning, if that helps.

-Maikafanawen

[Aylwen Dreamsong]

Check your PM box, Tara. smilies/smile.gif

A post from Cartil and/or Jesslyn will come before the weekend is over, most likely on Sunday. smilies/smile.gif

-Aylwen

[Kryssal]

Lyra, you had Lanaey and Drass meet up at the house right? Well, she's not at the house and has never been. She's still at the village and Drass could have led the girls to the house maybe smelling clean humans or whatnot in the air, but Lanaey still wouldn't catch up since she's been gaurding all night smilies/wink.gif

[Lyra Greenleaf]

Oh sorry! You were at the house when you were injured weren't you? I just thought you'd go back. I'll change that...

[Taralphiel]

Thanks for the PM Aylwen, Im on it.

Once your posts are sorted out, I'll put in more of Taralphiel, Laurel, and Cuor.

Anyone who ants theire character to have input in planning attacks do so. I want everyone to take part smilies/smile.gif

[Kryssal]

No, I've never been at The House, I'm just at a big house in the village. It gets so confusing sometimes, oi smilies/wink.gif

Oh, and Tara, I hope it's ok that I found that guy. Maybe he'll be able to tell us more about the wild mens camp, or perhaps he's seen some of the army or missing people? I don't know, I just grabbed him smilies/wink.gif

[ July 12, 2003: Message edited by: Kryssal ]

[Taralphiel]

It's ok Kryss. I think I have a use for that man. A possible soldier from Herebrand's men, who knows possibly where the rest are? Just a thought.

I got your PM Cuthalion. I understand what you mean. I intended Ohtareden to post with you, but he too has disappeared. I'll work on that right away. In the meantime, it might be best to work with either Laurel or Lanaey. Im sorry about that.

Also, as far as the army goes, I do not expect to find all of them. A band of nearly 100 somewhere in the forest is fine. That way we can plan a final attack.

TRR: If you do keep up with the thread, please try to post. We need your character. If you are having trouble, just let us know and we can pull your character out if need be. We need active players.

[maikafanawen]

Ah Ah Ah!!!

I'm behind by just about one and a half days. My flight this evening leaves at 5:00 which means I'll be home at around 8:00 or 9:00. I doubt I'll have enough time to catch up later today as well as post, but tomorrow at lunch I promise I will before I even open the Shire section of the Downs.

Just wanted to let ye know that I'm still reading up and formulating ideas for my characters!

-Maikafanawen

[Kryssal]

Um....didn't Laurel and the rest that set out already know that Cartil was taken prisoner? I don't really remember.

Anyway, I was wondering if someone did go back to the village from the House if they could take Drass with them, and if no one goes to the village, could someone mention how they see Drass cantering off in the direction of the village because I would really like to get her back with Lanaey smilies/smile.gif Thanks a mill.

[Aylwen Dreamsong]

Jess is back in the game. smilies/smile.gif

She's waiting for acknowledgement and thinks that everything is fine with Cartil. smilies/evil.gif

And Cartil is awaiting a rescue mission, as promised by two Elves. smilies/wink.gif

-Aylwen

[Taralphiel]

Ok, I think Ive figured it out...

Taralphiel doesnt know about Cartil being captured. Maika, just put in the post that a messenger comes to you and tells you that, and send the messenger back with whatever is in the post allready. All good??

[Lyra Greenleaf]

I just edited my post- Drass is galloping off to you Kryssal!

[Kryssal]

Thanks!! It'll be great having Drass and Lanaey back together, for one thing, she can get the rest of her weapons and a ride smilies/wink.gif

Also, Tara, do you want me to change the guy Lanaey found into a neutral fighter because right now I have him as an enemy.

[Taralphiel]

I said it up there, I think it would be good to have him as a member of the Rohirrim. He can give us any leads on where the last of the army are.

[Kryssal]

Done and done Tara smilies/smile.gif

[Annunfuiniel]

Hi all! And sorry about my absence... (Once more: thanks Lyra for your PM smilies/smile.gif )

Just letting you know that I have filled in my latest SAVE; have a look at it and tell me if it needs any changes.

~Annun

[Taralphiel]

thanks for letting me know Annun. I think your post was wonderful, and theres nothing to change, if noone else sees a problem smilies/smile.gif

Burzdol has not contacted me, and so his character is in my control. I will find him a fitting end.

I'll also contact TRR

Aylwen: Would you mind posting your list of possible people tp take over Leena and Ohtaredan here? I thought others might want to give their input. Thanks a bunch! smilies/smile.gif

I'll now post for Taralphiel

[Annunfuiniel]

Thank you, Tara! smilies/smile.gif

Now, I'll be gone for the weekend but maybe I'm able to do some writing (on paper) while I'm away...

Maikafanawen - where did Annanoldowen leave the girls?! smilies/wink.gif

Lyra/Manardariel - will the girls rush to the scene just when Annunfuin is about to tell Taralphiel about his little guests? If neither of you posts during the weekend I'll carry on with Annunfuin and he can deliver the news to Taralphiel.

~Annun

[Lyra Greenleaf]

Where are we then? With Annunfuin or tucked up in bed? Perhaps Rian could be tucked up in bed while Fiona and Elena go with Annunfuin? Or something...?

[Mathom Collector]

::hangs head in shame::

I'm so sorry for not posting back sooner. I promise, it won't happen again.

BTW, this is me, The Ruling Ring (TRR), just under another screenname. It's the only way I can post here from the computer I'm currently on. I just posted on the thread under this name. I had Ohtaredan meet up with Jesslyn, but he hasn't noticed that she looks troubled. I hope this is okay.

I really like this RP btw, despite my posting record, and I promise to keep posting regularly again!

Thank you all sooooo much for your patience. :-)

TRR

[ July 19, 2003: Message edited by: Mathom Collector ]

[Cuthalion]

Mathom...check your PM box.

[Annunfuiniel]

TRR - welcome back! smilies/smile.gif

Lyra - I'm a bit confused too... Rian is definately 'tucked up in bed' but from Maikafanawen's post I gathered that Elena and Fiona went (with the maid Briana?) to get some food, etc. Annunfuin didn't come with the girls to the chambers to meet Annanoldowen.

That is all I know. Now...

Taralphiel - am I imagining things or do your and Maikafanawen's posts contradict in some points? Who knows and what? I mean: Annunfuin knows about the attack to the Village but that's all. He doesn't know that Laurel has gone to the Village; no-one told him that Sir Thagon had died, etc. - Generally he seems to be quite 'ill-informed' (he's not very pleased to learn that he's been kept in the dark). smilies/wink.gif

Oh, and one timeline question: how many days has passed since the attacks?

I'll try and post as soon as these questions have been answered.

~Annun

[Taralphiel]

aha...I see your point Annun. Well, as far as being uninformed I suppose the only reason would be that he has only just regained conciousness. When you meet with Taralphiel, pull her over and ask for things to be explained. Does that help much, or am I stating the obvious? Oh, and Im guessing its about 2 days he's been out...

[ July 21, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[maikafanawen]

Heyho!

I don't understand what you mean, Annunfuin. I appologize if I have caused some sort of confusion ... is there something I should edit in my post? I was sure I read everything clearly ...

-Maikafanawen

[Taralphiel]

Lyra, Manan: If you post meeting Taralphiel first, I'll post after and drag Annun off for a chat and to plan

[Annunfuiniel]

Maikafanawen - Sorry, my fault: everything is in order now, I was just a bit confused on...things. smilies/rolleyes.gif Your post was great, no need to edit! smilies/smile.gif

Tara - could you PM me your ideas for your next post?

Also, FYI: Manardariel seems to have gone missing. Anyone know anything about her?

~Annun

[maikafanawen]

Oh yeah. About Manardariel, she was an owner in Corsairs & Corsets and hasn't shown up for a few weeks either. I'm not sure what you want to do. Fiona's an important character, maybe Lyra could carry her along? But, yeah, Manardariel is definitely missing as of now.

That happened to Carlas. She sort of just disappeared. She got on like two months later under a different username to tell me her dad completely banned her from BarrowDowns until October!! Yeah, just thougth I'd ... um ... share that ... smilies/wink.gif

Taralphiel: What do you think would be best for Annanoldowen to do now?

-Maikafanawen

[ July 23, 2003: Message edited by: maikafanawen ]

[Taralphiel]

Maika: Thanks for the notice. I'll send Manan a PM. As for Annanoldowen, maybe she could check on Rian? Or step in on the conversation with Annun and Taralphiel. Its up to you really.

Lyra: Would you mind taking over her character until I find out whats up? Let me know please.

Annun: Im working on that PM now smilies/smile.gif

Everyone else okay? Sorry its getting a tad slow. As soon as I touch base with Lyra and get jer post, were set.

[ July 24, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[ July 24, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[The Ruling Ring]

TRR - welcome back!

Thanks! smilies/smile.gif

I'll be posting on the game thread as Ohtaredan tomorrow, in the morning most likely.

[Lyra Greenleaf]

Would you mind taking over her character until I find out whats up? Let me know please
I will in two weeks time, I'm off on holiday tomorrow! I'll try to post later but I might not be able to. Anyone who wants can use Elena- as long as it's in character. Bye!

[Mathom Collector]

Hi!

Still on the story thread, just wanted to let you all know. I'm biding my time to post now.

Culthal, I was thinking that maybe Ohtaredan and Herebrand can go outside (of the room, at least) and have a conversation that might shed some more light on their relationship now? What do you think?

[ July 26, 2003: Message edited by: Mathom Collector ]

[maikafanawen]

When is the exact end date for this RPG? I'm going out of town August 2nd for a week and I'm wondering if I'll miss the ending ... I hope not!

My post for Annanoldowen and Gita will be up tonight: promise!

-Maikafanawen

[EDIT]: Actually, there's no real need for me to post for Annanoldowen. As far as Gita goes, I'll have her do something when Cartil is rescued.

[ July 26, 2003: Message edited by: maikafanawen ]

[Kryssal]

um....Tara, I was wondering if my post should be deleted or edited. I just thought maybe I made too much of an assumption with it.

[ July 27, 2003: Message edited by: Kryssal ]

[Taralphiel]

Kryssal: The post is fine. I think youve hit the spot. I'll make a reply to it now.

Maika: I am not entirely sure of the end date. It may be around that time though. Let me get back to you on that. Oh, and I may put a little bit on Cuor in there too for you.

Annun: Seeing as Lyra will be away, I'll post a reply to your post now as well.

[Kryssal]

I don't know if this is old news or not, but Manardariel doesn't have computer access anymore for the near, perhaps far, future. I found this out by happenstance, sorry if it's just irritating repititions.

[Taralphiel]

Well thats not good news. If she isnt going to come back in a resonable time, we'll have to replace her.

Aylwen: Would it be too much trouble if I could have that list of names of authors to take over chara's again? I'll need a replacement for Fiona and Leena in the least.

Whoopsie...forgot about the name change..eh heh heh... Mathom, I still need you to post though. Cuthalion needs someone to post with urgently. Thanks for telling me Aylwen! Sheesh, its too late at night...

[ July 30, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]

[Kryssal]

Since Leena hasn't been posted for quite some time, why don't we have her found either unconcious from the battle or taken prisoner to a different part of the camp. I could take her if no one else wants to, though I may not play her quite as well as she origianlly was portrayed.

[Taralphiel]

Sure Kryssal, you can take her over if you want. But I think it woukd be for the rest of the game.

Otherwise, is everyone ok? Cuthalion, I'll post Laurel having a chat with you so that you dont feel left out while Mathom isnt here

[Kryssal]

lol - of course for the rest of the game.

Hmm...I was thinking that I could go back to my old posts and add in what happened to Leena there so that it flows with the rest of the story. Doing a sort of double post like you do with your characters. It wouldn't be much, just in the battle to have her get knocked out or some such. I could tell everyone where I add stuff in, but would that be too much of an annoyance?

[ July 31, 2003: Message edited by: Kryssal ]