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Old 06-27-2003, 06:54 PM   #14
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Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – YES- Which one?- Footsteps of the grey company.

How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? 2 - The Summons and Dark Seduction


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

NAME: Taurëwen Taur'ohtar (Forest maiden, Ranger/woodsman)

AGE: 2575

RACE: Silvan

GENDER: Female

WEAPONS:Taurëwen carries a long bow of silver grey beech wood inlaid with a green ivy leaf design, her plain earthen brown quiver hugs her torso to sit comfortably on her back. it is filled with silver tipped arrows, the arrow heads are made for her by Minyahiniwen the arrow smith , but the shafts and fletching she does herself using what ever the trees and birds of the greenwood provide for her. she has a light steel elven short sword with the same ivy leaf inlay on the brown leather hilt, it has elven runes of protection delicately engraved down both sides of the blade (The runes are for the protection of the woodland realm and not for her personal safety). from her waist sits a long knife, the handle of which is made from deer horn.

APPEARANCE: Taurëwen is tall and slender, about 5 ft 10 inches. her fine golden blonde hair sits just past her shoulders , the sides tied back in a number of various braids that are interlaced with woodland flowers or gold/red leaves depending on the season. She has bright piercing green almond shaped eyes and is always dressed in forest colours (Again depending on the season) Greens, gold's and browns in spring and summer, reds and gold in autumn and dark browns in winter..Taurëwen always wears a shabby green herb satchel on her belt. Her mother made it for her when she was still young in the world the faded yellow stitching can only just be made out 'Fallaner' (Healer). Her complexion is darker than most as she spends most of her time out in the woods.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Taurëwen is good natured and friendly but serious about her protection of the Woodland realm and she only raises her weapons in defence of the Greenwood. She is well versed in herblore and her abilities in healing are held in high regard by all of the Woodland Realm. She can be quite stubborn when she feels she is right and often follows her instincts.


HISTORY: Taurëwen is the second child of Ithildin (her father) and Nieninque (her mother) and younger sister of Talas, Ithildin is a captain of the kings guards and Nieninque is a healer of the Royal halls. From a young age it was noticed that Taurëwen shared her mothers gift of healing, so Nieninque shared her talent and her extensive knowledge of herblore with her daughter and Taurëwen became a great healer.

But being stuck to the confines of the halls of healing did not suit the forest maiden and she more and more went out into the woods to gather the herb's herself. She loved every little thing about her woodland home, she would sing with the birds as she gathered her herb's and listen to the chattering of the squirrel as she rested in golden glades and secret place that she found in her wanderings. She was never more happy than when she wandered the greenwood.

Taurëwen's father and brother did not like her wondering through the woods unaccompanied, especially as her walks tended to take her further and further from the safety of the halls, "There are thing out there that you are not equipped to deal with" they would often tell her. "Teach me!" she yelled at Talas one day after he saved her from becoming lunch for a rogue spider, on one of their walks. Talas had looked at his sister in surprise, she was skilled with the bow like all of their race but only once had he seen her kill anything with it, a deer, he remembered the tears that had streamed down his sisters face as the deer fell to the ground, she had even tried to heal the poor beast but to no avail and as far as he knew she had never hunted again and ate only what the forest and animals provided (nuts, berries, milk.....etc). But as he looked at his sister he could see a change in her, her eyes burned with anger, not at the danger to her own life but at the hurt that the spider had cause the Great Wood. "Are you sure!" he had asked her, "Please brother, I now know my purpose" she had begged him and there in the damaged glade she swore to do all in her power to protect and heal the Woodland Realm from all hurts.

Talas had kept his promise and taught her to use a short sword that he had specially made for her (This is the sword she now carries) he also taught her how to make arrows for her bow. Taurëwen had taken a thick branch that she had managed to save from a Great beech tree that had been poisoned by the evil spider and she gave it to Minyahiniwen the bowyer and asked her if she would fashion it into a bow so she could protect the rest of the woods from the same fate. Minyahiniwen had agreed and lovingly shaped the branch into the bow she now carries.

As the years passed Taurëwen became as skilled with bow and sword as her brother, and she was often permitted to take the watch with him and her healing skills never failed. Taurëwen also learned to read the signs the forest gave to her and the secrets they kept, Talas endearingly called her elle-Taur'ohtar (Little Ranger) and this is how she got her second name.


In the past year a shadow has fallen over her, her melodic woodland songs changed to laments and she became saddened as a great shadow rose in the south , the usual chatter of the squirrels had become coarse and bitter and their grey coats had turned black as night and even the once beautiful trees of the southern borders had become twisted and gnarled. When her brother disappeared her songs ceased altogether and she became quiet and withdrawn , but that grief has slowly turned to anger over the months and brought new determination to her, she had sworn in the presence of her brother to protect the realm and all in it and although she feared her brother was dead she intended to keep her promise.
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Taurëwen walk slowly back from her watch of the eastern borders, after her brothers disappearance four months ago she had ask the king's permission to join the watch in her brother stead, With a saddened heart he had granted her request. "The Song of the Greenwood is lost, but it shall ever remain in our hearts" he had told her sympathetically. He had been right after that day she had not had the heart to sing and even now she could not find her voice.

As she walked she suddenly felt a cold shiver run up her spine, she looked up to see the path that ran to the south gate, how she got here she could not fathom, her feet had merely brought her here. She pulled at her green and gold tunic nervously and took a few steps towards the gate, but as she did a short gust of spring wind blew and the trees shook their new leaves in warning. Shivering again, she heeded their warning and did not venture into the thick darkness that lay about the gate, instead she quickly turned and made her way hurriedly to the council halls.

As she neared the Halls she reached out her hand to touch one of the great beech trees that lined the way to the Halls, her heart gladdened that the shadow had not reaches these magnificent trees, she glanced back, the shadow could not be seen from here but it was still heavy on her heart as she crossed the bridge and passed through the great doors of the Woodland halls. Deeper and deeper she went until at last she reached the main atrium.

The meeting had already begun, so she slipped quietly into an empty seat at the back of the circle. She breathed deeply taking in the sweet smells of the wild spring flowers and sweet perfumes that filled the room.

"Friends of old, I know what must be done. A company of nine shall patrol the depths of the wood to unveil this mystery that consumes our realm."

These were the first words she heard as she had blocked out the others concerning the missing elves to prevent her grief from resurfacing. She did not need to look up to know the voice was that of Ceros the commander of Thranduil's army, She could feel her cheeks flush with anger as she listened to [Elf #4] and [Elf #5] speak of the dangers, off course it would be dangerous, but it would be more perilous to sit here and wait for the darkness to engulf us she thought heatedly, but as she was about to rise and air her protest another spoke.

"I disagree with both of you and will follow Ceros. I do not mean to sing my own praises, but I am a decent tracker and if this power is not supernatural, the best among us could stand against it, I am sure."

As she looked up she saw Ihwestaaieleva, Minyahiniwen the bowyers daughter, she drew strength from the younger woman's words and managed to calm herself, then another Elf rose and spoke his piece offering to go with Ceros. The other two were obviously still not convinced and spoke openly, she lowered her head as Orodhîn rose in the defence of his sister.

Taurëwen had harboured secret feelings for the male trainee bowyer before her brothers disappearance, Orodhîn and Ceros had been the last ones to see her brother and they had both been unable to tell her anything of Talas's disappearance. She had been unable to look the young man in the face the last time she had been in his mothers shop, she had practically bolted from the shop when he handed her the silver arrow heads he had made for her.

She continued to listen as Ceros convinced the other Elves to join him, Then she watched as the King consented to let Arië the younger join the company, A wise decision she thought for she knew of the young elf was more attuned to the nature of the woodlands than even she.

Seeing now her opportunity to speak she grasped it "I too will go" she called determinedly "Nooooo" she heard as all eyes locked with hers, she suddenly felt uncomfortable. The cry was her mothers and her father was now walking towards her, he placed his gentle hands on her shoulder and looked at her askingly, "Please understand that I must father " she whispered, " I have to know what this darkness is and from whence it has come ere it consumes me, it already eats at my heart by the taking my beloved brother and by the corruption of beasts and trees of our southern borders" she saw Arië nodding her agreement with her assessment of the border. Her Ithildin nodded then turned to the King and Ceros,

"If you permit it my lord, my daughter shall go with Ceros and the others. She will been of great asset as her healing skills are unsurpassed and she is quite capable in combat."

"You have no need to convince us we know full well the ladies skills " the king assured him "You have my blessing"

Ithildin embraced his daughter then went to reassure and comfort his wife.
Taurëwen took her place silently with the others and awaited the kings bidding.

[ July 01, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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