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Old 06-11-2003, 02:42 PM   #25
Phervasaion
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Join Date: Mar 2003
Location: The wilderness of Middle-Earth
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Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? – YES– Green Dragon.

Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – YES-Reclaiming the city.

NAME: Armendur

AGE: 28

RACE: Man (Soldier of Gondor)

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Armendur has a long sword and a small shield which he carries around with him the most. He also has some small throwing daggers that he doesn’t use that much.

APPEARENCE: Armendur is a rather tall man with short dark hair. He also has a small amount of facial hair


PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Armendur is very skilled with his weapons as he started learning from a small age and has never stopped practicing. He is always kind and tries to do his best for other people rather than thinking about himself all the time and is also very eager and willing to do things that he thinks is right.

HISTORY: Since Armendur was a small child he was always interested when people were talking about tales and legends and always wanted to become a soldier from a small age. He started to learn his fighting skills when he was very young and always asked for tips and hints from the other soldiers. His father was a soldier and his mother looked after his brothers and sisters but Armendur preferred to look after himself rather than making his mother do it. At the age of eighteen he became a soldier and over the years the other soldiers came to respect him of his enthusiasm to help others. A year ago his Father died tragically while training with the other soldiers and his mother died not long after. Armendur was saddened from this for some time but lately has been beginning to lighten up again.

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First Post:

Armendur had finished his shift on guard and it was late at night as he began to make his way back to his cabin. He walked up the side of the path quietly humming and whistling to himself as he caught sight of someone else in the corner of his eye and looked to see it was the soldier of Gondor taking over his shift after him.

“Good evening,” Armendur said to him as he walked up to him

“Yes the evening is beautiful,” the soldier said back to him. “I presume you’re the soldier that was on guard of the town before my shift began, are you not?” He asked Armendur eagerly.

“That I am, and now I am going back to my cabin to get some rest,” Armendur replied.

“In that case I am late for my duty and must be on my way. I hope to see you again soon, my friend. Goodbye,” he said this and rushed of in the way that Armendur came. Armendur sighed and made his way slowly up the path to his cabin while continuing to hum and whistle. He opened the door to his cabin and lit the candle in the corner.

He then took of his armour and removed his sword and shield and tucked himself under the sheets of his bed and not long after fell into a deep sleep.

[ June 12, 2003: Message edited by: Phervasaion ]
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