Mirkwood Endgame Planning/Discussion Thread - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Thalionyulma · 08-12-2004, 06:57 PM

Thalionyulma's Characters

1.) NAME: Rûdhchamion

AGE: approx. 3,000 yrs.

RACE: Silvan Elf

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Hunting bow & arrows, jewelled hunting knife (a gift from his sister- deceased)

APPEARANCE: Tall, with long dark raven-black hair, usually untied; grey-eyed; Garbed in green & brown leather hunting attire, aiding him to blend in the forest surroundings

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Rûdhchamion is a solitary being, quiet and easily content wandering & hunting in the woods. Has easy rapport with animals in the woods, and can communicate with most of them. He is an experienced fighter, possessing both excellent hunting and scouting skills. His thirst for vengeance blinds him at times, making him insensitive to those who try to get close to him. Although slow to anger, his temper sometimes gets the best of him, once it is triggered.

HISTORY:
The Dark Elf came from a nomadic group of elves who refused to be ruled by any king. He had been trained by his father to scout during the War of the Last Alliance at a very young age. Although he lived with his kin after the battle, roaming the eaves of the Great River, Anduin, they had lived last near the Gladden Fields (called Loeg Ningloron by Rûdhchamion's people). Two strangers were welcomed one day to rest awhile during one of their gatherings when his people was attacked by a group of orcs and men. His immediate family was killed, his twin sister Perennnauriel had died in his arms after being hit by a poisoned dart that was aimed at him. Only a handful had survived. The Dark Elf had devoted his days to hunting down his people's murderers. He had reached deep into Mirkwood, tracking down men he suspected would lead him to the murderers.

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2.)NAME: RINURION

AGE: approx. 1,000 yrs. old

RACE: Silvan Elf

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Longbow & arrows, short sword & dagger

APPEARANCE: Very tall; long dark brown hair, usually tied back; light grey eyes, nearly blue; clad in brown & dark green hunting attire common to the patrolly guard of Mirkwood.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES:
Has good leadership skills, marking him as one of the captains of Thranduil's patrolling companies. Excels in hand to hand combat, and proficient in most woodland combat weapons, particularly with the longbow. He is very wary of those not of Mirkwood, and does not readily give his trust.

HISTORY:
Rinurion has always been of Mirkwood. Like his father before him, he serves the Elvenking unquestioningly. This elf has always had the honor to patrol with the King's son, Legolas.

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Thalionyulma's post ----- FIRST FOR GAME

The Dark Elf stirred slightly in the tree branch, hidden in the foliage of the leaves. The dawn was breaking in the horizon, streaks of gold and violet to red, splattered across the sky. From a distance, a faint sound of a bird's morning song started, then faded. These parts of the woods seemed darker and more somber. Not even a chirp could be heard for long.

The small group had been travelling for days. The two elves had come from Thranduil's Hall. One bidden by the Elvenking, the other because of a personal oath of vegeance. They had eventually stumbled upon the white wolf pup and a young human in their dangerous travel. They had reached the foot of Amon Lanc, now mostly known as Dol Guldur, a few days before. They had been unable to get closer as they avoided the orcs and patrolling parties of wargriders.

The Dark Elf took in his surroundings and sighed inwardly. He had never counted in doing the Elvenking's bidding, but it had served his purpose at that time. Because of mysterious raids and events in Mirkwood, Thranduil had had tightened his patrol in the Elven Realm. It had led to the capture of the humans Rûdhchamion had been following, in hopes to finally get his revenge. Because of unexpected events, he had then met Anarya SilverBranch, who was biddened to follow the man upon his release. Of course Legolas, the Elvenking's son, knew the Dark Elf would follow the human. But he eventually left Anarya with Rûdhchamion to continue the quest. The human, Micanar, had lead them to the patrol of orcs, raising the suspicion something forboding was about.

He had unfortunately killed the man when they had fought. Which of course made things more complicated in reaching the rumored stronghold. Now a new enemy was making its presence known, haunting their human companion, Taralphiel. Something ancient and dark that reeked of evil and decay.

Rûdhchamion stretched a bit, shaking off the dark thoughts. He then lightly jumped to the ground soundlessly. His companions were still resting in the hidden alcove of the underbrush. He espied Taralphiel still sleeping soundly with an arm around Khelek's neck. The white wolf pup opened his eyes and lifted his head questioningly at the elf. Anarya was resting next to young human maiden, one hand still holding her bow.

Sleep lightly. I will scout a bit and forage. Keep alert. The Dark Elf silently communicated to the protective canine.

The pup whined softly.

I will not wander far and too long. He smiled assuringly, then walked towards the stream nearby.

Taralphiel · 08-15-2004, 12:12 AM

Just letting you know Taralphiel and Eriador's Bio' are almost done, but I will wait for Rudh's first post and put everything up in the one go

Also, Thali, would it be better to have a frst post for Eriador, or to leave him out? I'd just like your opinion

Tara

Thalionyulma · 08-15-2004, 08:41 PM

Pio,

I edited my last post and completed both Rûdh & Rinurion's bio... and the first post I promised.

How does it look?

Tara,

Perhaps a post on Eriador visiting Taralaphiel's dream? She does have a gift of "sight", right?

Well, I trust your talents!

piosenniel · 08-16-2004, 01:47 AM

It looks good, Thali - now we just need to get the others on board with their characters and posts.

~*~ Pio

GreatWarg · 08-18-2004, 05:49 PM

Here's Khelek's biography and first post. It took a lot longer than previously thought to get it posted.

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NAME: Khelek.

AGE: Roughly four to six months at the beginning of the story.

RACE: White wolf of the North.

GENDER: Male.

WEAPONS: I suppose teeth would have to count.

APPEARANCE: A pale, ghostly white coloration for which the white wolves of the North were named for; his features are still rather soft and round; inquisitive blue eyes: a characteristic of wolf pups; a small, compact body, made for preserving body heat, but is swiftly growing into a lean adult wolf.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Still in a state of “puppy hood,” Khelek can be over-zealous at times, and easily excitable, especially with new smells and noises. Not much of a hunter yet, the young wolf lacks experience in subtlety and stealth, preferring the much more direct route of handling problems by tackling them head-on and biting them in the hand (literally, as the case may be), although his small size keeps the pup from being much of a threat to anything. Though small in stature, Khelek is a loyal companion and sees the small fellowship as a sort of adoptive pack.

HISTORY: Born in the far North of Middle-earth, nigh to the region of Forodwaith, and akin to the same wolves that had invaded Eriador in the Fell Winter of TA 2911. He had been taken for breeding purposes among the Wargs, but was found and rescued by Rûdhchamion’s party.

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GreatWarg's post

The forest was incredibly still, as was the air; his sensitive ears could not hear the low mutterings of the trees as they talked amongst themselves, nor could he hear the bated breath of the wind. Occasionally, he would discern some movement on the very edges of his sight, some unusual squirrel hoarding nuts for its winter store, or perhaps even a doe and her fawn passing by before they disappeared into the darkling woods. Or it could be something much nastier.

Sleep eluded him for the better part of an hour, though the pup was exhausted from the day’s march. Khelek thought Mirkwood smelt too musty, felt too stifling, and was in general a Very Bad Place to be in. This practical sentiment only grew as the small company traveled further south, and there were less wild beasts and more things that crept in the dark, out of sight but not out of mind. He found it hard to believe that Elves lived in any part of this murky and unwholesome place, though Khelek had never been very far north where the Wood Elves lived.

Speaking of Wood Elves… The wolf stirred as Rûdhchamion landed, his “puppish” curiosities subdued by lack of sleep, and could only offer the Elf a questioning look. If he was planning on leaving their makeshift campsite alone, Rûdhchamion had another thing coming—it seemed impractical and out of character of the Elf for him to leave Taralphiel and Anarya unprotected.

Sleep lightly. I will scout a bit and forage. Keep alert. Khelek would have liked to insist he come along, or at least persuade Rûdhchamion from leaving, but was simply too tired to argue. Rûdhchamion, after all, knew the ways of the wood better than anyone else. I will not wander far and too long, he promised.

Sighing, the pup yielded and settled down again. I should hope so. Rûdhchamion’s smile, though meant to be reassuring, seemed all too grim.

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GW

piosenniel · 08-18-2004, 08:49 PM

Nicely done, GW! I've put your character bio and post on the proposal.

Now we just need Gaya, Eiz, Vitto, and Tara to get theirs on board.

~*~ Pio

Gayahithwen · 08-19-2004, 01:41 PM

NAME: Gayahithwen.

AGE: Approximate 800 years.

RACE: Silvan Elf.

GENDER: Female.

WEAPONS: A knife.

APPEARANCE: She is on the shorter side for an elf, but otherwise quite typical with black, fairly long hair; grey eyes and fair skin. She is most used to wear dresses, but at the start of our game, she is seen wearing leggings and a tunika, due to recent happenings.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: She is calm and thoughtful and easily gets caught in her own daydreams. She is very friendly and her trust in other people is almost ridiculously high. She is a fairly good cook, but a lousy fighter, and would rather run away than stay and fight - not because she's cowardly, but because she knows her limitations.

HISTORY: She grew up in Mirkwood and her history to this point had been quite uninteresting. She worked as a kitchen-elf in Thranduil's castle, and the most exciting that ever happened was her getting in trouble for daydreaming a few times, and all the interesting guests she'd see around the place.

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Does this look alright, Pio?

Also, I just realised I'm not fully sure about where our group is standing - in the original game, we were freed by an elf of Lothlorien - Laryelion. Are we still counting that as having happened, and we are going to get recaptured, or will we just... ignore that and go on as we were before those last few posts? This is kinda... necessary to know to know what to do in my first post... the time line concentrates mainly on Rudhchamion's group, after all.

08-12-2004, 06:57 PM	#1
Thalionyulma Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: across the sea Posts: 295	Thalionyulma's Characters 1.) NAME: Rûdhchamion AGE: approx. 3,000 yrs. RACE: Silvan Elf GENDER: Male WEAPONS: Hunting bow & arrows, jewelled hunting knife (a gift from his sister- deceased) APPEARANCE: Tall, with long dark raven-black hair, usually untied; grey-eyed; Garbed in green & brown leather hunting attire, aiding him to blend in the forest surroundings PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Rûdhchamion is a solitary being, quiet and easily content wandering & hunting in the woods. Has easy rapport with animals in the woods, and can communicate with most of them. He is an experienced fighter, possessing both excellent hunting and scouting skills. His thirst for vengeance blinds him at times, making him insensitive to those who try to get close to him. Although slow to anger, his temper sometimes gets the best of him, once it is triggered. HISTORY: The Dark Elf came from a nomadic group of elves who refused to be ruled by any king. He had been trained by his father to scout during the War of the Last Alliance at a very young age. Although he lived with his kin after the battle, roaming the eaves of the Great River, Anduin, they had lived last near the Gladden Fields (called Loeg Ningloron by Rûdhchamion's people). Two strangers were welcomed one day to rest awhile during one of their gatherings when his people was attacked by a group of orcs and men. His immediate family was killed, his twin sister Perennnauriel had died in his arms after being hit by a poisoned dart that was aimed at him. Only a handful had survived. The Dark Elf had devoted his days to hunting down his people's murderers. He had reached deep into Mirkwood, tracking down men he suspected would lead him to the murderers. ---------------- 2.)NAME: RINURION AGE: approx. 1,000 yrs. old RACE: Silvan Elf GENDER: Male WEAPONS: Longbow & arrows, short sword & dagger APPEARANCE: Very tall; long dark brown hair, usually tied back; light grey eyes, nearly blue; clad in brown & dark green hunting attire common to the patrolly guard of Mirkwood. PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Has good leadership skills, marking him as one of the captains of Thranduil's patrolling companies. Excels in hand to hand combat, and proficient in most woodland combat weapons, particularly with the longbow. He is very wary of those not of Mirkwood, and does not readily give his trust. HISTORY: Rinurion has always been of Mirkwood. Like his father before him, he serves the Elvenking unquestioningly. This elf has always had the honor to patrol with the King's son, Legolas. --------------- Thalionyulma's post ----- FIRST FOR GAME The Dark Elf stirred slightly in the tree branch, hidden in the foliage of the leaves. The dawn was breaking in the horizon, streaks of gold and violet to red, splattered across the sky. From a distance, a faint sound of a bird's morning song started, then faded. These parts of the woods seemed darker and more somber. Not even a chirp could be heard for long. The small group had been travelling for days. The two elves had come from Thranduil's Hall. One bidden by the Elvenking, the other because of a personal oath of vegeance. They had eventually stumbled upon the white wolf pup and a young human in their dangerous travel. They had reached the foot of Amon Lanc, now mostly known as Dol Guldur, a few days before. They had been unable to get closer as they avoided the orcs and patrolling parties of wargriders. The Dark Elf took in his surroundings and sighed inwardly. He had never counted in doing the Elvenking's bidding, but it had served his purpose at that time. Because of mysterious raids and events in Mirkwood, Thranduil had had tightened his patrol in the Elven Realm. It had led to the capture of the humans Rûdhchamion had been following, in hopes to finally get his revenge. Because of unexpected events, he had then met Anarya SilverBranch, who was biddened to follow the man upon his release. Of course Legolas, the Elvenking's son, knew the Dark Elf would follow the human. But he eventually left Anarya with Rûdhchamion to continue the quest. The human, Micanar, had lead them to the patrol of orcs, raising the suspicion something forboding was about. He had unfortunately killed the man when they had fought. Which of course made things more complicated in reaching the rumored stronghold. Now a new enemy was making its presence known, haunting their human companion, Taralphiel. Something ancient and dark that reeked of evil and decay. Rûdhchamion stretched a bit, shaking off the dark thoughts. He then lightly jumped to the ground soundlessly. His companions were still resting in the hidden alcove of the underbrush. He espied Taralphiel still sleeping soundly with an arm around Khelek's neck. The white wolf pup opened his eyes and lifted his head questioningly at the elf. Anarya was resting next to young human maiden, one hand still holding her bow. Sleep lightly. I will scout a bit and forage. Keep alert. The Dark Elf silently communicated to the protective canine. The pup whined softly. I will not wander far and too long. He smiled assuringly, then walked towards the stream nearby. Last edited by Thalionyulma; 08-17-2004 at 05:46 PM.

08-16-2004, 01:47 AM	#4
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	It looks good, Thali - now we just need to get the others on board with their characters and posts. ~*~ Pio __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.

08-18-2004, 05:49 PM	#5
GreatWarg Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: May 2002 Location: East of the Misty Mountains Posts: 339	Here's Khelek's biography and first post. It took a lot longer than previously thought to get it posted. ==== NAME: Khelek. AGE: Roughly four to six months at the beginning of the story. RACE: White wolf of the North. GENDER: Male. WEAPONS: I suppose teeth would have to count. APPEARANCE: A pale, ghostly white coloration for which the white wolves of the North were named for; his features are still rather soft and round; inquisitive blue eyes: a characteristic of wolf pups; a small, compact body, made for preserving body heat, but is swiftly growing into a lean adult wolf. PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Still in a state of “puppy hood,” Khelek can be over-zealous at times, and easily excitable, especially with new smells and noises. Not much of a hunter yet, the young wolf lacks experience in subtlety and stealth, preferring the much more direct route of handling problems by tackling them head-on and biting them in the hand (literally, as the case may be), although his small size keeps the pup from being much of a threat to anything. Though small in stature, Khelek is a loyal companion and sees the small fellowship as a sort of adoptive pack. HISTORY: Born in the far North of Middle-earth, nigh to the region of Forodwaith, and akin to the same wolves that had invaded Eriador in the Fell Winter of TA 2911. He had been taken for breeding purposes among the Wargs, but was found and rescued by Rûdhchamion’s party. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- GreatWarg's post The forest was incredibly still, as was the air; his sensitive ears could not hear the low mutterings of the trees as they talked amongst themselves, nor could he hear the bated breath of the wind. Occasionally, he would discern some movement on the very edges of his sight, some unusual squirrel hoarding nuts for its winter store, or perhaps even a doe and her fawn passing by before they disappeared into the darkling woods. Or it could be something much nastier. Sleep eluded him for the better part of an hour, though the pup was exhausted from the day’s march. Khelek thought Mirkwood smelt too musty, felt too stifling, and was in general a Very Bad Place to be in. This practical sentiment only grew as the small company traveled further south, and there were less wild beasts and more things that crept in the dark, out of sight but not out of mind. He found it hard to believe that Elves lived in any part of this murky and unwholesome place, though Khelek had never been very far north where the Wood Elves lived. Speaking of Wood Elves… The wolf stirred as Rûdhchamion landed, his “puppish” curiosities subdued by lack of sleep, and could only offer the Elf a questioning look. If he was planning on leaving their makeshift campsite alone, Rûdhchamion had another thing coming—it seemed impractical and out of character of the Elf for him to leave Taralphiel and Anarya unprotected. Sleep lightly. I will scout a bit and forage. Keep alert. Khelek would have liked to insist he come along, or at least persuade Rûdhchamion from leaving, but was simply too tired to argue. Rûdhchamion, after all, knew the ways of the wood better than anyone else. I will not wander far and too long, he promised. Sighing, the pup yielded and settled down again. I should hope so. Rûdhchamion’s smile, though meant to be reassuring, seemed all too grim. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ==== GW Last edited by piosenniel; 08-18-2004 at 08:14 PM.

08-18-2004, 08:49 PM	#6
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Nicely done, GW! I've put your character bio and post on the proposal. Now we just need Gaya, Eiz, Vitto, and Tara to get theirs on board. ~*~ Pio __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.

08-19-2004, 01:41 PM	#7
Gayahithwen Wight Join Date: Dec 2001 Location: The chat-room. Posts: 241	NAME: Gayahithwen. AGE: Approximate 800 years. RACE: Silvan Elf. GENDER: Female. WEAPONS: A knife. APPEARANCE: She is on the shorter side for an elf, but otherwise quite typical with black, fairly long hair; grey eyes and fair skin. She is most used to wear dresses, but at the start of our game, she is seen wearing leggings and a tunika, due to recent happenings. PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: She is calm and thoughtful and easily gets caught in her own daydreams. She is very friendly and her trust in other people is almost ridiculously high. She is a fairly good cook, but a lousy fighter, and would rather run away than stay and fight - not because she's cowardly, but because she knows her limitations. HISTORY: She grew up in Mirkwood and her history to this point had been quite uninteresting. She worked as a kitchen-elf in Thranduil's castle, and the most exciting that ever happened was her getting in trouble for daydreaming a few times, and all the interesting guests she'd see around the place. --- Does this look alright, Pio? Also, I just realised I'm not fully sure about where our group is standing - in the original game, we were freed by an elf of Lothlorien - Laryelion. Are we still counting that as having happened, and we are going to get recaptured, or will we just... ignore that and go on as we were before those last few posts? This is kinda... necessary to know to know what to do in my first post... the time line concentrates mainly on Rudhchamion's group, after all. __________________ Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in his shoes. That way, if he gets angry, he'll be a mile away - and barefoot.

08-15-2004, 12:12 AM	#2
Taralphiel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: Swan Wood Posts: 649	Just letting you know Taralphiel and Eriador's Bio' are almost done, but I will wait for Rudh's first post and put everything up in the one go Also, Thali, would it be better to have a frst post for Eriador, or to leave him out? I'd just like your opinion Tara

08-15-2004, 08:41 PM	#3
Thalionyulma Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: across the sea Posts: 295	Pio, I edited my last post and completed both Rûdh & Rinurion's bio... and the first post I promised. How does it look? Tara, Perhaps a post on Eriador visiting Taralaphiel's dream? She does have a gift of "sight", right? Well, I trust your talents!

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