Númenórean Blood Runs Black Planning/Discussion Thread - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Alcarillo · 10-03-2005, 08:30 AM

Ahoy, there, shipmates and mortal enemies!

Just posting to tell all of you that I'm here. I'm working on my character sheet as we speak. I just have two questions for His Royal Perkiness:

1. What sort of ships did you have in mind for the Gondorians? Square sails? Triangular sails? Oars like the Corsair ships?

and

2. Do I get to name my ship?

Anguirel · 10-03-2005, 09:38 AM

PLACED ON DISCUSSION THREAD ~*~ PIO

Character Description Form:

1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – YES – Island of Sorrow

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? 1

List them, please: Island of Sorrow

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn – YES
_______________________________________

NAME: Sangalazin

AGE: 64

RACE: Black Numenorean

GENDER: Effeminate male

WEAPONS (No magical, super-hero, mithril weapons. Just good solid Middle-earth weapons and armour only that is appropriate to the race of the character and the time period.): Sangalazin wears a ceremonial longsword of great intricacy and consciously Gondorian design; an assertion of his rights over Elendil’s Kingdom, as an heir of the great Castamir. Its scabbard is elaborately crafted, with a sequence of scenes in gold filigree telling the Black Numenorean love story of Lenezor and Shirethel. Apart from this sword, which is far too beautiful to be wielded, he carries a curved silver-edged dagger and a fine silken garrotte.

APPEARANCE: Sangalazin is of a physical type viewed with contempt in Gondor, but in Umbar admired by males and females alike. He is slender, with tapering wrists and graceful legs; his mouth is large, crimson and prominent; his large eyes a soft brown, his complexion golden, though powdered fairer, and his hair dark chestnut brown. He wears a dark blue robe of silk. His only Numenorean characteristic is his great height.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: (No half-Elven characters. No mixed-type characters. No super-heroes. No assassins. No one all powerful, martial arts proficient, or having any magical traits. Just regular characters with normal abilities for their races only): Sangalazin’s charm, or one might more accurately say charms, is not in doubt; nor is his keen intelligence, when he deigns to employ it. For all this, though, he is feckless and pleasure-loving, easily distracted, temperamental and cruel. His physical weakness (brought about, it is rumoured, by inbreeding in the house of Castamir) also makes him despised by the martial Corsairs of Umbar who serve him out of necessity; only the continual presence of his mighty bodyguards, Gondorians stolen as babies and brought up at his court, garbed in pitch-black plate armour, their loyalty ensured by luxury, stops him from being lynched in the streets.

HISTORY: Sangalazin is the great-great-great-grandson of Castamir twice over, for his parents, Sangahyando and Mehratu, are brother and sister; a marriage brought about to ensure purity of descent and to prevent division of wealth, as well as because of genuine love; such affairs are not considered accursed among the aristocracy of Umbar. Sangalazin was cherished and adored as a child because of his beauty, and could have anything he chose; he made sure of this, testing it by asking his father to execute a playmate who had blackened his eye. He watched the subsequent hanging with a good deal of interest.

From such an upbringing sprang Sangalazin’s main enthusiasms; first, the intense pleasure and reassuring oblivion brought by debauchery; second, the self-fulfilment brought by art; third, the sheer amusement of strangulation. He loves the curious gurglings produced by its victims, the goggling of their eyes...

To all these politics comes a poor fourth. Indeed, as the endlessly intriguing Lords of Umbar go, Sangalazin is relatively ineffectual and harmless due to his fickle pursuits of pleasure; but his high blood will ensure he is ensnared in its dark legacy.

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Anguirel's post

“And now, my dears...play, play.”

Sangalazin, illustrious descendant of the King of Gondor known uncompromisingly in Umbar as Castamir the Great, was stretched out on a silken couch in his black ship’s cabin, his considerable full length languidly extended. A small table stood nearby; on it was positioned a silver instrument, from which a pipe crawled, coming to rest in Sangalazin’s long golden hand. He placed it into his mouth and took another gulp at the hookah, exulting at the relief at the fumes quenching the thirst of his lungs. Truly, the hookah was a potent sign that if one rejected the ways of the East and South, one would never find civilisation.

The supine Lord was attended by twelve men. Nine were monumentally tall-like Sangalazin himself-but, and here they differed from their master, also well-muscled and armoured all about in black iron. Those who were bare-headed displayed cold, impassive stares from grey Northern eyes. Their hair was dark, but bleached yellow, in contrast to their arms. Their weapons were all forged in the Gondorian fashion; straight longswords, triangular shields, visored helms. This, then, was the feared bodyguard of Sangalazin, which he had formed when still a child; its soldiers cradle Gondorians, but in their hearts fanatical servants of the Castamirioni, and Sangalazin in particular, who knew he owed his survival to them.

The other three men in the richly furnished cabin, below the forecastle, were of quite a different sort. It was these Sangalazin had addressed. One was of the Haradrim, and beat upon a set of small drums. Another was an Easterling, and toyed with a delicate stringed instrument, which he called a sitar. The third was a youth from the North, one of the shadow dwellers, a blonde boy with a flute. Sangalazin smiled at him.

“I find your strains particularly moving, child. You touch me. To think that one such as you replaced our line upon the throne of Meneldil...but I bear no grudge. Indeed, as long as you and your people confine yourself to our music-rooms and our pleasure-chambers, and don’t mess with power, the reserve of true men...why, then, you are quite endearing.”

The Lord of Half of Umbar leant up from his position and felt the youth’s cheek. The beard would not come for some time. A pretty specimen, indeed. And how strange and yet lovely the three combined tunes had sounded, to his own composition, intermingled. That was the way of culture, of beauty, of perfection. When he sat upon the Throne at Minas Anor-for he took little account of his cousin and rival, Azaryan-his court would be ordered thus. Tedious warring would cease, benevolent peace would embrace all the lesser nations, to be guided under his command. And civilisation would prevail.

His harmonious thoughts were interrupted by the Southron striking a false note. Sangalazin raised an eyebrow, and whispered something to a guard. Two of them led the musician out. He would not be killed; not yet, for the guards would wait for him to be strangled later at their master’s whim.

It was then that a black-robed, well-spoken lordling of Azaryan’s train arrived in the cabin. Sangalazin was called to his cousin's side. He took a last, regretful drag on the hookah, tousled the blonde boy’s hair, and followed the messenger. His cousin was powerful and proud-spirited, and it would do no good to anger him now...

The Perky Ent · 10-03-2005, 11:03 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Alcarillo

Ahoy, there, shipmates and mortal enemies!

Just posting to tell all of you that I'm here. I'm working on my character sheet as we speak. I just have two questions for His Royal Perkiness:

1. What sort of ships did you have in mind for the Gondorians? Square sails? Triangular sails? Oars like the Corsair ships?

and

2. Do I get to name my ship?

1) Well, I doubt the ships would be identical, as the ships are comming from different parts of Gondor, so I guess you can make the sail any sail you want for your ship. And since it's your ship, feel free to name it!

Eorl - I edited in your new appearance. Just checked my PM's today, and got flooded with about 12 of them.

Anguriel I still need to look over yours.

Bear with me, as I'm rather sick at the moment

Anguirel · 10-03-2005, 11:19 AM

Sorry about that, Perky...hope Sangalazin doesn't make you sicker...get well soon

I have a question for Perky or pio-what is the relationship between the Lords? I understood from the note that they were the sons of Sangahyando and some chap beginning with an A whom I can't spell off the top of my head that they were first cousins, but Hiriel has started us off as brothers-which we could be if either Sangahyando or the other one is female...

Basically, I'm wondering if I can keep the incest sub-plot about Sangalazin's mucked-up psychology, which doesn't work if my parents are the same as Azaryan's. I'll accept either decision-brother and no incest, in which case I'll edit my description, or cousin, in which case I'll assume Hiriel's brother isn't me.

No criticism implied Hiriel-your first post is excellent-but you can see it leaves me in a bit of a quandary!

EDIT: Here's the note I'm going on about

The Lords of Umbar are the sons of Angamaitë and Sangahyando. Angamaitë and Sangahyando are the direct descendants of Castamir, and former rulers of Umbar.

The Perky Ent · 10-03-2005, 12:05 PM

Well, I have the prospects of chosing a Personal Title for myself to cheer me up! So much to do in so little time!

Hiriel · 10-03-2005, 05:03 PM

Anguirel- No offense taken. I took that note to mean that the brothers ( as Perky told me they were) were the decendents of these two ancestors, as I understand that this story takes place some time after their death. If it serves your purposes better for them to be cousins then I shall redo my history and profile to fit that. I kinda like the mucked up phsycology plot, so, yeah, I think I am going to rework my profile. It needs tweeking anyway. Thanks for bringing that to my attention.

Perky: I'll send you my new, hopefully improved, profile by wendsday at the latest.

The Perky Ent · 10-03-2005, 05:31 PM

Here is a Family Tree of the Line of Elros

Angamaite and Sangahyando were of the generation before Telumehtar. Their children would be the Lords of Umbar in the RPG. I intrepreted it so that the lords would be cousins. One the son of Angamaite, the other of Sangahyando. Looks like I'm gonna have to put my editing gaunlets back on

Edit: Another tree (though not practical to this RPG) is here

Hope they help!

Firefoot · 10-03-2005, 06:36 PM

My first post is done! Tell me if there's anything that needs to be changed; I wasn't quite sure of the organization, et al. of the Gondorians, so I wrote it how I figured it could be. Also, Perky, I was a little unsure of the line you gave Menelcar in your post, "You rang?" This seemed a decidedly un-Middle-earthy line, since they didn't have telephones, and that's where the phrase came from. So I substitued it for, "You were looking for me?" in my post. Let me know the final verdict on this.

FIRST POST PLACED ON DISCUSSION THREAD (ALSO SEE PERKY'S POST OF YOUR BIO AND FIRST POST BELOW) ~*~ PIO
~*~*~*~

Also, hi to everyone else! Ang and Alcarillo, nice to see you again, and Eorl and Hiriel, I'll look forward to gaming with you for the first time! Eorl, I particularly liked your first post; I'm curious to see where you end up going with your character.

10-03-2005, 09:38 AM	#2
Anguirel Byronic Brand Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: The 1590s Posts: 2,778	*PLACED ON DISCUSSION THREAD ~~ PIO Character Description Form: 1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – YES – Island of Sorrow 2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? 1 List them, please: Island of Sorrow 3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn – YES _______________________________________ NAME: Sangalazin AGE: 64 RACE: Black Numenorean GENDER: Effeminate male WEAPONS (No magical, super-hero, mithril weapons. Just good solid Middle-earth weapons and armour only that is appropriate to the race of the character and the time period.): Sangalazin wears a ceremonial longsword of great intricacy and consciously Gondorian design; an assertion of his rights over Elendil’s Kingdom, as an heir of the great Castamir. Its scabbard is elaborately crafted, with a sequence of scenes in gold filigree telling the Black Numenorean love story of Lenezor and Shirethel. Apart from this sword, which is far too beautiful to be wielded, he carries a curved silver-edged dagger and a fine silken garrotte. APPEARANCE: Sangalazin is of a physical type viewed with contempt in Gondor, but in Umbar admired by males and females alike. He is slender, with tapering wrists and graceful legs; his mouth is large, crimson and prominent; his large eyes a soft brown, his complexion golden, though powdered fairer, and his hair dark chestnut brown. He wears a dark blue robe of silk. His only Numenorean characteristic is his great height. PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: (No half-Elven characters. No mixed-type characters. No super-heroes. No assassins. No one all powerful, martial arts proficient, or having any magical traits. Just regular characters with normal abilities for their races only): Sangalazin’s charm, or one might more accurately say charms, is not in doubt; nor is his keen intelligence, when he deigns to employ it. For all this, though, he is feckless and pleasure-loving, easily distracted, temperamental and cruel. His physical weakness (brought about, it is rumoured, by inbreeding in the house of Castamir) also makes him despised by the martial Corsairs of Umbar who serve him out of necessity; only the continual presence of his mighty bodyguards, Gondorians stolen as babies and brought up at his court, garbed in pitch-black plate armour, their loyalty ensured by luxury, stops him from being lynched in the streets. HISTORY: Sangalazin is the great-great-great-grandson of Castamir twice over, for his parents, Sangahyando and Mehratu, are brother and sister; a marriage brought about to ensure purity of descent and to prevent division of wealth, as well as because of genuine love; such affairs are not considered accursed among the aristocracy of Umbar. Sangalazin was cherished and adored as a child because of his beauty, and could have anything he chose; he made sure of this, testing it by asking his father to execute a playmate who had blackened his eye. He watched the subsequent hanging with a good deal of interest. From such an upbringing sprang Sangalazin’s main enthusiasms; first, the intense pleasure and reassuring oblivion brought by debauchery; second, the self-fulfilment brought by art; third, the sheer amusement of strangulation. He loves the curious gurglings produced by its victims, the goggling of their eyes... To all these politics comes a poor fourth. Indeed, as the endlessly intriguing Lords of Umbar go, Sangalazin is relatively ineffectual and harmless due to his fickle pursuits of pleasure; but his high blood will ensure he is ensnared in its dark legacy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Anguirel's post** “And now, my dears...play, play.” Sangalazin, illustrious descendant of the King of Gondor known uncompromisingly in Umbar as Castamir the Great, was stretched out on a silken couch in his black ship’s cabin, his considerable full length languidly extended. A small table stood nearby; on it was positioned a silver instrument, from which a pipe crawled, coming to rest in Sangalazin’s long golden hand. He placed it into his mouth and took another gulp at the hookah, exulting at the relief at the fumes quenching the thirst of his lungs. Truly, the hookah was a potent sign that if one rejected the ways of the East and South, one would never find civilisation. The supine Lord was attended by twelve men. Nine were monumentally tall-like Sangalazin himself-but, and here they differed from their master, also well-muscled and armoured all about in black iron. Those who were bare-headed displayed cold, impassive stares from grey Northern eyes. Their hair was dark, but bleached yellow, in contrast to their arms. Their weapons were all forged in the Gondorian fashion; straight longswords, triangular shields, visored helms. This, then, was the feared bodyguard of Sangalazin, which he had formed when still a child; its soldiers cradle Gondorians, but in their hearts fanatical servants of the Castamirioni, and Sangalazin in particular, who knew he owed his survival to them. The other three men in the richly furnished cabin, below the forecastle, were of quite a different sort. It was these Sangalazin had addressed. One was of the Haradrim, and beat upon a set of small drums. Another was an Easterling, and toyed with a delicate stringed instrument, which he called a sitar. The third was a youth from the North, one of the shadow dwellers, a blonde boy with a flute. Sangalazin smiled at him. “I find your strains particularly moving, child. You touch me. To think that one such as you replaced our line upon the throne of Meneldil...but I bear no grudge. Indeed, as long as you and your people confine yourself to our music-rooms and our pleasure-chambers, and don’t mess with power, the reserve of true men...why, then, you are quite endearing.” The Lord of Half of Umbar leant up from his position and felt the youth’s cheek. The beard would not come for some time. A pretty specimen, indeed. And how strange and yet lovely the three combined tunes had sounded, to his own composition, intermingled. That was the way of culture, of beauty, of perfection. When he sat upon the Throne at Minas Anor-for he took little account of his cousin and rival, Azaryan-his court would be ordered thus. Tedious warring would cease, benevolent peace would embrace all the lesser nations, to be guided under his command. And civilisation would prevail. His harmonious thoughts were interrupted by the Southron striking a false note. Sangalazin raised an eyebrow, and whispered something to a guard. Two of them led the musician out. He would not be killed; not yet, for the guards would wait for him to be strangled later at their master’s whim. It was then that a black-robed, well-spoken lordling of Azaryan’s train arrived in the cabin. Sangalazin was called to his cousin's side. He took a last, regretful drag on the hookah, tousled the blonde boy’s hair, and followed the messenger. His cousin was powerful and proud-spirited, and it would do no good to anger him now... __________________ Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter -Il Lupo Fenriso Last edited by piosenniel; 10-04-2005 at 07:11 PM.

10-03-2005, 11:19 AM	#4
Anguirel Byronic Brand Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: The 1590s Posts: 2,778	Sorry about that, Perky...hope Sangalazin doesn't make you sicker...get well soon I have a question for Perky or pio-what is the relationship between the Lords? I understood from the note that they were the sons of Sangahyando and some chap beginning with an A whom I can't spell off the top of my head that they were first cousins, but Hiriel has started us off as brothers-which we could be if either Sangahyando or the other one is female... Basically, I'm wondering if I can keep the incest sub-plot about Sangalazin's mucked-up psychology, which doesn't work if my parents are the same as Azaryan's. I'll accept either decision-brother and no incest, in which case I'll edit my description, or cousin, in which case I'll assume Hiriel's brother isn't me. No criticism implied Hiriel-your first post is excellent-but you can see it leaves me in a bit of a quandary! EDIT: Here's the note I'm going on about The Lords of Umbar are the sons of Angamaitë and Sangahyando. Angamaitë and Sangahyando are the direct descendants of Castamir, and former rulers of Umbar. __________________ Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter -Il Lupo Fenriso Last edited by Anguirel; 10-03-2005 at 12:15 PM.

10-03-2005, 12:05 PM	#5
The Perky Ent Maniacal Mage Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Setting sail for Umbar, with Firefoot at my side! Posts: 3,297	Well, I have the prospects of chosing a Personal Title for myself to cheer me up! So much to do in so little time! __________________ 'But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.'

10-03-2005, 05:03 PM	#6
Hiriel Wight Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: Sleeping in the South, dreaming of Umbar Posts: 135	Anguirel- No offense taken. I took that note to mean that the brothers ( as Perky told me they were) were the decendents of these two ancestors, as I understand that this story takes place some time after their death. If it serves your purposes better for them to be cousins then I shall redo my history and profile to fit that. I kinda like the mucked up phsycology plot, so, yeah, I think I am going to rework my profile. It needs tweeking anyway. Thanks for bringing that to my attention. Perky: I'll send you my new, hopefully improved, profile by wendsday at the latest. __________________ Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's rising 4 8 15 16 23 42 ~Proud Lostaway

10-03-2005, 05:31 PM	#7
The Perky Ent Maniacal Mage Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Setting sail for Umbar, with Firefoot at my side! Posts: 3,297	Here is a Family Tree of the Line of Elros Angamaite and Sangahyando were of the generation before Telumehtar. Their children would be the Lords of Umbar in the RPG. I intrepreted it so that the lords would be cousins. One the son of Angamaite, the other of Sangahyando. Looks like I'm gonna have to put my editing gaunlets back on Edit: Another tree (though not practical to this RPG) is here Hope they help! __________________ 'But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.'

10-03-2005, 08:30 AM	#1
Alcarillo Shadow of the Past Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Minas Mor-go Posts: 1,007	Ahoy, there, shipmates and mortal enemies! Just posting to tell all of you that I'm here. I'm working on my character sheet as we speak. I just have two questions for His Royal Perkiness: 1. What sort of ships did you have in mind for the Gondorians? Square sails? Triangular sails? Oars like the Corsair ships? and 2. Do I get to name my ship?

10-03-2005, 06:36 PM	#8
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	My first post is done! Tell me if there's anything that needs to be changed; I wasn't quite sure of the organization, et al. of the Gondorians, so I wrote it how I figured it could be. Also, Perky, I was a little unsure of the line you gave Menelcar in your post, "You rang?" This seemed a decidedly un-Middle-earthy line, since they didn't have telephones, and that's where the phrase came from. So I substitued it for, "You were looking for me?" in my post. Let me know the final verdict on this. *FIRST POST PLACED ON DISCUSSION THREAD (ALSO SEE PERKY'S POST OF YOUR BIO AND FIRST POST BELOW) ~~ PIO** ~~~~ Also, hi to everyone else! Ang and Alcarillo, nice to see you again, and Eorl and Hiriel, I'll look forward to gaming with you for the first time! Eorl, I particularly liked your first post; I'm curious to see where you end up going with your character. Last edited by piosenniel; 10-04-2005 at 07:16 PM.*

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