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Old 08-24-2003, 10:33 PM   #179
Imladris
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I've been meaning to contribute a character for this game for some time now...sorry it's taken me so long. I'm sorry if it seems a little rushed...
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Character Description Form:
Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – NO

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

For your character please include:

NAME: Maethor

AGE: 35

RACE: Man

GENDER: Male (Ranger)

WEAPONS : A bow is slung across his back and Maethor carries a plain dagger that hangs from his belt and two long, slender, silver knives are hidden in his soft leather boots.

APPEARANCE: Maethor is strong boned and lithe. He dresses in dark clothes, mainly green and black, because they conceal him in darkness. Brown hair, which is nearly black, falls to his shoulders. His skin is a coppery brown color which has been enhanced by journeying under the sun.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Quiet and meek, Maethor does not particularly care to fight, save in self defense. He is no coward and likes to play the flute and compose songs, sometimes in elvish sometimes in the Common Tongue. He does not speak much, but thinks and ponders the things of life and the past. Kind and helpful even to his enemies, he is sometimes “duped” by those who have seemed to repent or seem to be more like friends than enemies.

HISTORY: When he was young, he spent much time in Rivendell. As he grew older, Maethor spent long years in roaming the boundaries of the Shire, seeking for those that would corrupt the Little Folk’s land with their evil. He knew of Kaldir and is aware of the horrors he suffered at the hand of Naiore. He had met Amandur II and Hanasian on occasion and has great respect for them. Though he was not among the thirty who joined Aragorn, he did travel swiftly to Gondor and rode with him to the battle on the Pelennor Fields. After that, he has sought those who escaped, especially the elf maiden Nairore, whom he hated because of what she did to kin and the free people of Middle-earth.
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Maethor slowly reigned his eager stallion and lingered in the shadows of the forest. The Forsaken Inn loomed like a great shadow, ominious in the eerie light of the moon. Maethor shuddered...great evil was here, lurking in the shadows. He considered the quest that had led him here, the mission to pursue the elf Naiore. He shuddered again as he thought of her, the elf that had run with Sauron. It seemed impossible that a member of the Fair Fold would sully herself with such evil.

Naiore had harmed many, tortured even her own kind. Maethor remembered Kaldir, the ranger whose spirit she had tried to break. Maethor snorted in disgust. Kaldir had indeed lowered himself to the ranks of bounty hunter, yet he was a Dunedain...he was a brother yet.

It was a night laden with memories. Memories of evil times, of darkness that still needed to be routed out of the happy lands. The Shire...his blood turned chill as he realized that Naiore had probably wished to spill blood in her wrath of vengeance upon this fair land. Curse her, that elf woman. Maethor laughed aloud, suddenly, at the Hobbits...the Hobbits that had been (and are still) ignorant of the evil in the south. Even though viewed as a scaliwag among them, Maethor loved the little folk and he could not bear to see Naiore harm them and their land.

At the memories, dull hatred took possesion of Maethor's mind as he slowly dismounted and tied his stallion, Nair, to an old hitching post. Creeping softly, hiding in the shadows, the ranger made his way to the door and opened it. Hanasian and Amandur should be there in the room. Maethor peered about him, trying to distinguish the figures of men in the thick fog of smoke as he sought ofr the two rangers.

[ August 25, 2003: Message edited by: Imladris ]

[ August 27, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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