Abduction in Edoras Discussion Thread

[Firefoot]

I've got some ideas floating around for either the jailor or one of the evil minions, but before I can really settle on a character I'd sort of like to see what Tara comes up with for the kidnapper. But I thought I'd let you all know I intend to play, anyway.

I think I'm going to leave Leof out of it, though; I'm not seeing him fitting into this.

[Folwren]

Originally Posted by Firefoot

I've got some ideas floating around for either the jailor or one of the evil minions, but before I can really settle on a character I'd sort of like to see what Tara comes up with for the kidnapper. But I thought I'd let you all know I intend to play, anyway.

Okay, you can take the jailer, then. I'll go ahead and play one of the King/Queen's men...hoping someone else takes the place of the Commander. I will be considering his character bio and may have it up soon.

-- Folwren

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

PLACED ON PROPOSAL ~*~ Pio


CHARACTER BIO:

NAME: Degas of the Folde

AGE: 18

RACE: Rohirric

GENDER: male

WEAPONS: A heavy sword with distinguishing marks that he wields effortlessly, yet rarely carries; it matches a thin dagger possessed by his twin sister. His own dull dagger serves less for cutting or stabbing than for random prying; he’s been looking to replace it, but only half-heartedly, as it was a gift from his sisters that he received when he was about ten. Keen enough with a bow, but prefers no weapons. Trained by commoner friends to hand-fight when he was about 14. His lean muscular frame is suited for quick hits that carry a lot of power.

APPEARANCE: About 5’11”, broad shoulders, dark red hair that’s long and tied into a horsetail at almost all times. Handsome with devilishly twinkling eyes. Has skin that’s darkened slightly after a childhood spent wincing over sunburns.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: A sweet and caring musician, he loves his twin sister Saeryn more than anybody else, and would not have returned from his prolonged stay in Minas Tirith if it had not been for her continued residence in Rohan. Having been spoiled slightly by the attention paid to him by ladies of all stations, Degas is cocky and chivalrous, both suave and charismatic. He flirts with all women, only noticing that he is doing it if a woman does not flirt back; he is used to the attention. Usually likeable, the young nobleman can come across as arrogant, abrasive, and infuriatingly condescending when he is upset or impatient. As a younger son, he has been allowed to act irresponsibly, not having as much image to maintain as an heir might. This freedom has made him somewhat impulsive and sometimes thoughtless, though he is well-meaning.

HISTORY: The younger son of a noble house of Rohan, Degas is the twin of Saeryn and brother of the recently deceased Caelwyn and current lord of the Folde, Fenrir. With parents of a liberal persuasion, Degas and his siblings were allowed to wander through the Folde, mingling with those of all stations, learning from the most distinguished guests of their parents as well as the roughest of wanderers, and playing. Taught both statecraft and how to deal with commoners on their own level, the children were fast able to act appropriately in all situations.

After their parents’ tragic death, Degas and his siblings were cared for by Fenrir, who is quite a bit older. Their freedom was remarkably lessened by Fenrir’s ambition and desire for noble propriety. The girls were kept within the walls of their home for the most part, though Degas was still allowed to adventure. With his twin sometimes disguised and in tow, he did so, consorting with all folks of the Folde and beyond, developing, as he went, many friendships and a strong love for music. He learned to play sad melodies of the forgotten South from traveling minstrels even as he learned quick fingered, skylarking dance tunes from country men around bonfires at night.

At age 17, Degas left home and traveled south to Minas Tirith to learn more about music while claiming that his travel was to educate himself further upon the details of statecraft. Successfully fulfilling both his claim to the public and his promise to himself, he much enjoyed life as a visiting lord in a country full of lovely raven-haired maidens fascinated by a fiery northern redhead with an enchanting singing voice and love of adventure.

When he received word at 18 that his elder sister had died, he left Minas Tirith and traveled north, seeking his twin. Reaching home, he found her gone, their brother enraged. Discovering that she’d run away, Degas left in search of her, throwing Fenrir off of his trail, understanding that if Saeryn had ran away from home, she had been running away from their brother. Serendipitously finding her settled at The White Horse Inn in Edoras, he joined her, leaving now and again to tend to business elsewhere. After one such disappearance, he returned to find the Inn in the hands of the newly lorded Eodwine and in the midst of being converted to a fully fledged Mead Hall. Shortly thereafter, he met one Lady Linduial of Dol Amroth and has spent much of his time since attempting to win her favor, though if one asked him, even if that one were Saeryn, he would denying it to the last breath.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Jen, dear, can I give Lin's oldest brother a couple kids? I've not found anywhere that specifically claims or refutes him having some, so it's up to you. But if he's the heir, he'd probably be married and procreating by now.

[JennyHallu]

One or two...sure. That makes a lot of sense...after all, Lin does have a married sister.

[littlemanpoet]

PLACED ON PROPOSAL ~*~ Pio

NAME: Eodwine (formerly of the Gap), Eorl of Middle Emnet

AGE: 43

RACE: Rohirrim

GENDER: male

WEAPONS: sword, hunting knife

APPEARANCE: blonde, tall, long legged, blue eyes, his face is fair, with a high forehead, and a not overly strong chin. He is strong, but not muscular.

PERSONALITY: He is quick to laugh, friendly, curious; a student of the War of the Ring; he is musical, a singer of songs and teller of heroic tales, (but he lost his harp in the Hills of Evendim). His voice is tenor and strong. He tends to be bashful and slow to put himself before a crowd, so he needs to feel at home and among friends before he will play or sing. Once he does feel at home, he is quite personable, funny, conversant, interested in other people, and almost - not quite - the life of the party.

STRENGTHS: he is compassionate, courageous and loyal. he makes friends easily and keeps them long. he is courteous to all, and considerate of other people.

WEAKNESSES: Not a good scout, mind wandering when alone. Hard on self when things go wrong.

HISTORY: He lived in the Western Emnet, close to the River Isen, serving in the forces of Theodred. He witnessed Theodred's fall, and came with Erkenbrand to turn back the rout of Helm's Deep. He marched to the Battle of the Pelennor Fields, and also with the small army that stood before the Black Gate when Sauron fell. He came back home to find that his wife and two children had been murdered by Dunlendings, his crops and farmstead burned to the ground. He joined the forces that hunted the Dunlendings down and brought them to justice, and having no family left, nor caring to start a new one, he went to Edoras and sought a place among Eomer's guard. He became one of the King's Messengers, traveling all over Rohan, and to Minas Tirith, as well as to Isengard, and places farther afield now and then.

In the year Fourth Age 14, he was in the Shire on a secret errand for King Elessar, on loan from King Eomer. Under the guise of researching the War of the Ring as it affected the Shire, he was to learn why, for four years running, craftsmen and smiths sent from Gondor to Annuminas were not heard from again. Leaving Bree, heading northwards, he was captured by a party of ruffians, and imprisoned by an unknown brigand lord and his growing army. His capture had been witnessed by a wanderer formerly of Bree, named Falowik Stonewort, who reported his capture in Bree. Falowik and a party of rescuers, including the Hobbit, Falco Boffin, went north to Deadmen's Dike, and to Lake Evendim, where they discovered enemy strongholds, and were able to overcome by skill and strategem. An informant then led them to the northernmost edge of the Hills of Evendim where the stronghold of the new brigand lord was. The brigand lord was the former Mouth of Sauron, who had renamed himself Herugor, who was about to sacrifice Eodwine on his altar to Melkor in order to take his blood and use it to gain more years to his life (not having Sauron's power to do this anymore). Long story short, they defeated Herugor's plans and his life was ended, and Eodwine was rescued. Thus began the friendship of Eodwine of West Emnet and Falco Boffin. They came down from the Shire to Edoras, for Falco wished to see the places the famous Hobbits of the War had been to.

The Man and Hobbit took lodging at the White Horse Inn, owned by Bêthberry. While there he became the foster father of an orphaned girl, Gudryn, who has since been handed over to the seamstress Gedd for tutelage.

Bêthberry left and turned the place over to Eodwine after King Eomer released from service as King's Messenger only to create him the new Eorl of the new Middle Emnet, the former White Horse Inn his Eorling Mead Hall. News of the change attracted attention and before long, Eodwine found him the happy master of a bustling mead hall filled with likeable, loyal, and interesting folk.

[JennyHallu]

Hey, guys! Keep working on your bios and things! I'd really like to be able to get this going soon. Please help grab a few more people for the extra roles...I'd like minions and guards, but we really kind of need a commander.

Thank you to those who have already expressed interest and excitement in my little game. You have made a rather startled, nervous, and unprepared hallucination very happy.

[Taralphiel]

Originally Posted by Firefoot

I've got some ideas floating around for either the jailor or one of the evil minions, but before I can really settle on a character I'd sort of like to see what Tara comes up with for the kidnapper. But I thought I'd let you all know I intend to play, anyway.

I think I'm going to leave Leof out of it, though; I'm not seeing him fitting into this.

So sorry I haven't gotten up my bio yet, Firefoot...and all! I've had a very busy week


Edit: My post is almost complete, bar his age. I'd just like to clarify the current date. What year is it in the Fourth Age currently?

Tara

[Anguirel]

Could I have a role as a Minion? If so I'll get to work on a bio, whether or not it's needed, just for fun...

[piosenniel]

A bio is needed to play a minion - thanks in advance for doing one

~*~ Pio

[Taralphiel]

Well, I decided that rather and wait for an answer, I'd post what I have of the profile. Please pick it to pieces and I'll make any chanes to it that's needed. I'd love some help, as I'm no expert in the ME timeline, and also the do's and don'ts of Rohan's nobilty.

The detail about Lothiriel being chosen over his sister may be a bit too dramatic, but I thought I'd leave it in and let you all decide. I'm not particularly attached to it, so I can cut it out if need be.

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PLACED ON PROPOSAL ~*~ Pio

NAME: Sorn

AGE: To be decided, once I know the current date.

RACE: Human, Rohirric noble.

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: A finely crafted long sword is his weapon of choice, though it is too bulky for some settings. He has two concealed daggers – one in his left boot, and one under his vest.

APPEARANCE: Sorn is a tall and strong in stature. His shoulder length hair is neatly kept, and mostly hidden under a long, dark hood. Sorn is comfortable in finer clothing, but when we first meet him he is in neat riding gear – a brown leather vest over a long shirt, with grey riding pants and thick boots.

Sorn has a simple but not overly handsome face. His eyes are unusually dark for a Rohirric noble, and it has been said that his soul can’t be seen in them.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Sorn is a naturally charming man, when he wishes to be. Being noble, he has an obvious air of confidence, which often turns into an ugly streak of arrogance. Sorn finds most comfort in his own company, and has been isolated in his hall for the last several years.

Sorn often does not see boundaries placed upon him by tradition or decorum. He is one known to ‘bend’ common rules of conduct, when the gain is high enough. His greatest weakness is his greed. Of late, his spending of his families assets have left him in need of a monetary boost. It is thus that Linduial gets caught up in his ambition to regain his wealth.

A more frightening side of his personality is his tendency to suddenly turn to an inconsolable rage. This destructive side of his nature subsides quickly, but often leaves much damage behind.

HISTORY: Sorn, born into nobility, lost his older brother and father in the Battle of the Pelennor Fields. His mother died in the birth of his sister, Hild. He was then a sole heir of a healthy fortune, though it did not last. His pride was again struck when the Eorl married Lothiriel, as he suspected one of his family (particularly his sister, Hild) would have been a suitable match. From that point, he became isolated at his estate, foolishly spending his money. He became further detached when his last living relative, his sister, passed away.

Alone and suffering the loss of many years, Sorn began to plot a way to restore his house to the wealth he squandered, and to seek a small revenge on the people he is convinced robbed his family of their pride.


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Again, please take to it and give some advice where needed!

Tara

[Anguirel]

Here's my Minion:

PLACED ON PROPOSAL ~*~ Pio

NAME: Gurth

AGE: 23

RACE: Human (Rohirric)

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Gurth carries a huge cudgel of oaken wood in his right hand. But he has been known to kill with the blow of his left fist alone.

APPEARANCE: Gurth is, in theory, the model of a Rohirric figure-goldenheaded and blue eyed, staggering tall-only a few inches short of seven feet-and broad shouldered. His frame seems forged of contorted muscle, lean and powerful. But the look in his face is disconcerting. The eyes show scarce emotion, the smile is more of a grimace, and the mouth drools in moments of extreme wrath.

Since taking up employment with Lord Sorn, Gurth is well kitted out, and his garb would mark him out as a freeman, were it not for its colour-pale yellows and greens, the motley coat of an idiot. Gurth wears no armour, and probably needs none.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Gurth’s personality is somewhat difficult to discern, in the way that it is challenging to analyse the personality of a bull. He speaks little, and in a slurred, unsteady voice. He probably knows few words save “Master”, “Sorn”, “Gurth”, “drink”, “smash”, and “Grendel”-the name of his beloved wolf-mastiff. Gurth is terrifying in a fight, where he moves with unfeasible swiftness and deftness of foot, and has no idea what is meant by fear. Besides, Grendel usually battles alongside his keeper.

HISTORY: Gurth’s mother Gythu was said to be overjoyed to have given birth to such a handsome, large, splendid baby. When he killed a mad dog with his fist shortly after his birth, she decided to call him Helm. It would prove an ill choice. As the years went by, Helm was as mute as ever, but grew more violent. One day he threw his mother from the roof of their farmstead and wandered off, slaying any who did not flee from him.

Known as a dangerous madman, Gurth, as he was now named, largely in scorn, was often placated with strong drink, which he was unused to and made him quickly fall asleep. Developing a taste for it, he would break into houses to find mead, though he preferred still stronger draughts. A drunken, filthy idiot, he was among the lowest of the low.

This changed when he saved the wolf-mastiff mongrel Grendel from a man-at-arms who had been detailed to kill it. The two mad, kicked, abused giants became fast friends. The height of his fortunes came when Sorn, riding to hunt, admired the bestial splendour of dog and man, and persuaded them to enter his keep in return for regular supplies of mead and ale. Gurth was arrayed as a fool under a noble’s protection, and served as a fearsome watchman and henchman, blindly loyal.

[Hama Of The Riddermark]

Not sure if I'm allowed to join this game since I am already involved with one in the shire, but if I am, here is my application.

PLACED ON PROPOSAL ~*~ Pio

NAME: Haleth Reidrbrand, Commander of the Queen’s Guard

AGE: 50

RACE: Human

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Sword with two golden horses forming the hilt. Shortbow, throwing spear.

APPEARANCE: Tall, rugged and muscled. Full beard the same colour as his long blond hair. He wears armour embossed with the Queen’s crest, and a long green cloak with the Queen’s device sewn into it in white.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Very loyal, he will fight to the death gladly to protect the Queen, or anyone placed in his charge. He is brave and steadfast almost to the point of being unbreakable, but he realizes when the situation in untenable and will beat a steady retreat when needed. He is very skilled with the sword and the bow, although less so with the spear he is still a good shot as he has a strong throwing arm.

HISTORY: Haleth was born to a noble family, taking his place in the Royal guard when he reached the age of majority. His courage and loyalty were soon recognized and he progressed steadily up the ranks. He soon commanded a small number of men, and his skill with the blade and the arrow stood him in good stead. He was respected by his men, loved as a leader and feared as an enemy, and eventually the Queen chose him to head up the Guard.

Since then he has defended the Queen ferociously when necessary, accompanying her on any journey outside Edoras and fighting ruthlessly to protect her against bandits and outlanders. He is experienced in the art of diplomacy by necessity, and can talk down many people, thus avoiding unnecessary bloodshed. Since his early life he reveled in combat, but respects the need for other methods of sorting out a situation.