Númenórean Blood Runs Black Planning/Discussion Thread

[Eorl of Rohan]

+puts up a spirited defense+ Unless your real name is Katherine, I see no feminine name that could be shortened to Kath either! Eorl, on the other hand, is a real feminine name, e, o, r, l, all soft consonants and vowels, but K, TH, those are hard consonants, right? They are usually reserved for masculine names. +gets confused herself+ But anyway.

Oh, you edited your last post! I didn't see it there, my apologies. My comments are bold.

Born into a family of very young parents his early years were still happy, with a mother and father who cared for him deeply. Er, your mother was a manic depressive (I did mention that in the post I showed you, I think.) and Fere hardly ever showed up at home, so, a happy childhood? Not likely... However when he was three his father was called away to fight and never came back. His mother died soon after Mother died soon after childbirth, that is why you only remember your dad, and the reason that after Ferethor's disappearance you were sent off to your only surviving relative, your grandfather. and so he was raised by his grandfather with the help of various members of his town so he had strong male role models and learnt the skills he needed to be a valuable member of the community. As you wish. Specifics would be nice. His grandfather blamed his father for his mothers death and often spoke ill of him, but others in the area remembered how loving Ferethor had been toward his son Who'd say that is a liar. True, Ferethor did love your character, but he was the kind of person who'd die with mortification if anyone, and that includes you, ever thought that he felt any kind of affection toward anything at all. He'd never have let his feelings show in front of anyone else... Except for his drinking partners. That's one weakness of his. He talks when he drinks, and so the people at the tavern might know. and with this disagreement and his own memories of being loved his grandfather never convinced him that this was true. His grandfather wanted to prevent him going into to the army,and becoming like his father, but there were so many arguments over this subject that he eventually allowed him to go. Yay! You're learning to use commas! At 15 he left home for Lossarnach, to begin his training as a soldier. He has now been in training for 2 years. During this time he heard rumours about his father, and how his body was never found. Becoming curious he asked as many people as possible for stories and information about the battle in which his father was lost and discovered that no one could give a clear answer as to what had actually happened. Wanting to know more, he volunteered for the Corsair mission as he thought the sailors might know something.

Yep, this is it, folks, and eru-speed with all your posts!

[Firefoot]

So, Eorl, you are a she? And on the topic of genders... I don't think there's anyone on this thread who has my gender confused, but I am a she.

[Folwren]

Eorl, you're a she?! Man. I thought for the longest time you were a guy. You write like one. Hmph.

I'll have to get used to that.

I still don't have the names, everyone, but I'm about to leave for work, so I'll be posting when I get there.

-- Folwren

[Eorl of Rohan]

Originally Posted by Firefoot

So, Eorl, you are a she? And on the topic of genders... I don't think there's anyone on this thread who has my gender confused, but I am a she.

Er, does this mean that you thought I was a boy? But then, I thought you were a boy, too...

Originally Posted by Folwren

Eorl, you're a she?! Man. I thought for the longest time you were a guy. You write like one. Hmph. I'll have to get used to that.

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Okay, now I am mistaken for a boy, and then I sound like a boy, and now I see I write like a boy.

Originally Posted by Katherine

Eorl is a male name!

+still defensive+ I like the name! And, er, are you telling me that you thought I was a boy, too?

+applies to Pio and Aman+ You're all past acquaintances - surely you didn't think that I was a male, right? Come on, I don't sound like a male, do I? Come on, tell them.

[Thinlómien]

POSTED TO DISCUSSION THREAD ~*~ PIO

Originally Posted by Eorl of Rohan

Er, does this mean that you thought I was a boy? But then, I thought you were a boy, too...


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Okay, now I am mistaken for a boy, and then I sound like a boy, and now I see I write like a boy.


+still defensive+ I like the name! And, er, are you telling me that you thought I was a boy, too?

+applies to Pio and Aman+ You're all past acquaintances - surely you didn't think that I was a male, right? Come on, I don't sound like a male, do I? Come on, tell them.

Guess what, Eorl, I thought also that you were a boy.

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Kath, your post is okay with me. I quite liked it

I don't know how this should be done; so I'll continue from where Kath left the story, because it doesn't make sense to me to describe the same things again. So complain, if you need to

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Thinlómien's character

NAME: Lingwë, son of Laurendil

AGE: 20

RACE: gondorian human (with some númenórean blood in his veins)

GENDER: male

WEAPONS: Lingwë has a long sword. It's not a very fine or beautiful sword, but well-balanced and well-made. Besides the sword, Lingwë has a spear and bow and arrows.

APPEARANCE: Lingwë is 6'3" tall. He is slim, but muscular because of his soldier training and work.
Lingwë has a long face. His nose is long, straight and quite narrow. His relatively small eyes are in a long distance from each other. He has also quite narrow mouth.
Lingwë's hair is so dark brown that it's nearly black and he has bluegrey eyes. He has quite fair complexion, but he is tanned of spending so much time outdoors.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Lingwë is mostly quite quiet and obsersive; he listens more than he speaks. He is usually serious, but likes playing friendly jokes on his friends. He's a bit of a pessimist and has an ironic sense of humour. He is perhaps more mature than many other young men of his age. He is loyal and hard-working and keeps usually the complaints - which he usually has lots of - to himself.

Lingwë is a trained soldier, so he knows how to fight. He is equally good in using sword, spear and bow. Lingwë is an exellent swimmer and diver and can hold his breath for a long time. For his serving time on a ship called Gaerandir he has a bit of seafring skills. He is that much educated that he can read and write.

Lingwë's not very quick-witted and sometimes he might by carried away by such a little things as the cry of seagulls or a beautiful horizon. He has a bit of claustrophobia and dislikes sleeping in such a tiny space belowdecks. It's the thing he hates the most about ships. He has no natural leading skills; he is not charismatic or even empathethic. Some people think that he is cold.

HISTORY: Lingwë was born in autumn of 1789 T.A. He was a strange-looking baby with eyes in a big distance from each other. The midwife playfully called him 'Little Fish'. His parents agreed that their second son looked like a fish and named him 'Lingwë', which means 'fish' in quenya. Later, Lingwë has proved that the name is more than suitable to him; he's an exellent swimmer and diver.

Lingwë's father was a succesful glassblower in Pinnath Gelin and he taught his profession to his elder son. Lingwës mother was a honourable housewife. Because of his father's succes their family was quite rich for an artisan family when Lingwë was a child. Lately, the family has losed much of its wealth because of an competent glassblower who moved to thecity five years ago.

Lingwë was the third child in the family. The eldest child, a daughter, had died right after her birth, so Lingwë had only one elder sibling to couple with. His elder brother Ciryandil, five years his senior, was a real nuisance to him in the days of their childhood. Ciryandil kept telling Lingwë that he was a slimy little fish capable of nothing and made his little brother's life difficult by all means he knew.

Luckily, Lingwë had a little sister, Eärelen, whom he played with. The biggest tragedy of Lingwë's life took place when Eärelen died to a sickness in the age of eleven. Lingwë still remembers his lively little sister with warmth and longing, though she has been dead for seven years.

Lingwë's father wanted his second son to be a soldier, and though Lingwë would have preferred to be a sailor or a clerk, he agreed and was sent to a training camp to Lossarnach. There he studied the arts of war. He received his fighting skills rather by hard work and natural dexterity, strengh and stamina than by being gifted with a blade.

After his training he went to serve as a guard soldier on a merchant ship called The Gaerandir. He served on her half a year until he was sacked because the merchant had had so good fortunes that he could afford hiring more experienced and skilled soldiers.

So Lingwë was very happy, when he was accepted to serve on Ráca, a vessel captained by Vórimandur. He looks forward to this mission in the sake of the king.

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Thinlómien's post

As Lingwë an Curamir walked the street back to the ship, Lingwë thought of the war. He wasn't as optimistic about it as he had been before. Despite his ignorance of Curamir's comment on dying along the way, he had actually started to think more about that possibility. Maybe this was the last ship he'd ever sign up to? Maybe this was the last summer he'd ever see?

He was returned to the reality by a friendly tuck on his side. "Look, Lingwë, it's the king!" Curamir whispered to him, excited. Lingwë looked around, trying to catch a look from the man he regarded as the most powerful man in whole Middle-Earth. "Not there, idiot; on the docks", Curamir said.

At last Lingwë caught a little look from the man he admired. The king stood tall and proud in the middle of the crowd. He had an aura of power around him. He was talking with his advisor. His crown gleamed golden in the sun. He is my king, Lingwë thought, I will follow him.

Reluctantly Lingwë turned his gaze from the king and said: "Curamir, I think we should be going." His friend nodded and they continued their way to the ship.

"We're going to be late", Curamir pointed out.
"Yes, we are. We're going to get extra chores", Lingwë said.

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**** means the season in which this RPG takes place. I would be glad to know, what is it... I think it isn't mentioned anywhere yet. NOTE: I PUT SUMMER INTO YOUR STARRED BLANK. ~*~ PIO

This is really short. I hope it isn't too short.

Kath, you can tell if you didn't like some parts or you think Curamir acted differently than he should, since I used him here...
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[Eorl of Rohan]

All: Mmf, another assailant. Do people have no honor nowadays? Ganging up on a poor gal like me. Hehe. Although, I'm pretty sure Aman and Pio did not confuse my gender. I've roleplayed with the former and argued with the latter, both providing an admirable insight into the other, adversary or comrade, and consquently they'd have recognized that I am. not. a. boy. I do not sound like one. I do not look like one. I do not write like one. I do act like one but then that is an exception. Throw me a bone here, sheesh! (In fact, I have no idea what this phrase means. I just wanted to try it out. Hopefully it means "Help me out.")

Pio: While I admit that the total absence of dialogues would be unnatural and quite hard to accomplish, and as the posts cannot be a mere sentence or a sliver of words as would be natural in a dialogure, this was what was confusing to me at first and is still confusing now. Please enlighten me. How is Kath able to make the dialogues of the Thin's character, and how is Fordim able to make up a plan of Aman's character without playing it? How far-reaching is the boundary, at what point would it encroach upon being broken, these are things I still do not understand. And I'd be grateful if you'd tell them that you thought me as a girl from the beginning, although this is not mandatory. (Another of the phrases that I decided to try out. 'although this is not mandatory' is almost always preceded by extremly difficult and high-marked homeworks that our teacher Mr. Kim loves to give out. I think this means "Please", but I'm not sure. Too many fancy language in English.)

[piosenniel]

Kath and Thinlómien

Your bios and posts look good to me. I've put each bio with your post on this page so I can transfer them to the Discussion Thread.

Just let me know when you feel all your edits to them are complete.

Thinlómien - I've written Perky about the season he wants the game to be played in. I'll let you know when he's replied

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Everyone

About using another person's character in your posts - this is what the Red Book says:

[Do not use] someone else's character for specific acts, thoughts, or speeches without their permission. On those rare occasions that you speak for another character, be very careful to do it in a way that does not misrepresent them or do anything significant without the permission of the person who owns that character. (For example, if the entire group is fleeing an enemy, you can say that all the characters are fleeing - which leaves enough room for the individual players to comment on their own characters actions. What you can't do is to say that such and such a character tripped, for example, and the foe was upon them, and fear was in their eyes.)

Simply put: Please play your character realistically and within the boundaries of Middle Earth "reality". Don't act in ways that give you unfair advantages over other players. Don't speak, act, or think for another player's character(s) without consulting them. Concentrate on your own character and how they are reacting to what is happening around them.

Players have the right to request that you modify your post when they feel that their character has been misrepresented or unfairly treated. Game founders and/or moderators will mediate any disagreements.

What this means is that if you need to use a character in a dialog/in a scene:

• 1.) If it is an extensive use in a long dialog, then you need to put up a SAVE and clear the dialog you intend to write with the other player first.
  
  
• 2.) If it is a few simple responses to a dialog in your post, then you need to put a note on the Discussion Thread that you have used their character and ask there if you have done it in an acceptable manner.
  
  
• 3.) You may NOT have another's character act/react or do something in your post unless either you have requested permission FIRST or it fits into the example quoted above, or the writer has already written that the character is doing such an act.

And - if you do use another's character in your scene, the writer for that character ALWAYS has the right to request an edit and expect the edit to be done.

Some writers don't like their characters written for by anyone else but themselves. Please do respect that preference.

Remember this is a game in which situations are set up for your character to respond and act in the way that you feel he would do so. This is not a cooperatively written fanfiction where everyone can write for the cast of characters in order for the plotline to move along.