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piosenniel · 10-28-2006, 10:15 AM

Glirdan’s character

NAME: Glirdingo

AGE: 72

RACE: Elf

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: An oak walking stick, a bow with a quiver full of arrows and a short sword.

APPEARANCE: Very fair skin with long blond hair and deep, grey-blue eyes

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Caring, sensitive, easygoing and pretty much carefree is his personality. His Elven eyesight has always been a great strength and his shot with a bow is uneasily matched. His greatest weakness is his ability to trust which gets him into a lot of trouble.

HISTORY: Was born and raised in Lorien. He found a bottle in the river Nimrodel which first led him on his quest in the Great Golden Hoard adventure.

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FIRST POST FOR THE GAME

The Elf sat with his back against the side of the cold, hard wall, re-reading the letter he had received. His long blonde hair fell straight back, glistening in the sunlight that was shining on him from the East. For the sun had just risen and Glirdingo had just arrived in Rohan.

He sighed and looked up from the parchment. The letter was an important one. The Dwarf Thin-Gloomy, (“The one who beat me in a race!”) had been kidnapped and a message was sent (or so he assumed) to the other contestants.

He shook his head and started thinking. “Why did I even come? I don’t even like Dwarves! I just hope that Galadster or Kafkalina show up for this…” For he had gone on an expedition with them shortly after the Great Golden Hoard race to Fangorn. He had seen many interesting things on that expedition. But he vowed to himself never to repeat them. “For people would be frightened if I did,” he thought sadly.

He got up and started pacing back and forth, debating whether or not to enter the Inn. For the letter had said to meet the caretaker inside. But he felt wary. For he did not know the land of Rohan to well for the only time he had ventured forth from his home in Lorien was on the quest for the Great Golden Hoard and his expedition with Galadster and Kafkalina.

He continued pacing back and forth, sometimes stopping and looking at the Inn, sometimes to look East. But most often, he looked North East to where his home lay. He was just about to decide to go in when his eyes looked out and saw a figure approaching. He couldn’t tell who it was for they had their head bowed.

He continued to watch the stranger until he (or she) had come straight up to him. “Good day to you stranger! And who might you be?”

--- Glirdan

piosenniel · 10-28-2006, 10:16 AM

Crystal Heart’s character

NAME: Arianna

AGE: 70

RACE: Elf

GENDER: Female

WEAPONS: A typical Elf bow and arrows and a traditional Elf sword.

APPEARANCE: Pale white skin and long near black hair. She has silver-grey eyes.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Arianna is a very odd Elf. She is happy, bouncy, and somehow just completely different then her elven relatives. She loves being outdoors. Strength: Loyalty and skill with her sword. Weakness: Family.

HISTORY: She was born in Lorien. Her father didn't want her getting hurt so he sent her older brother on the quests and kept her at home to become a lady of the house instead.

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Crystal Heart’s post

She watched the elf from beneath her hood of soft blue as she approached the in. She smiled. He hadn't changed since the last time she had saw him. Well, she had to take back that thought. He was grown into an elven man now. The last time she saw him he had been just an elven lad, running along the river with her. He had found something that had led him away from Lorien and from her.

She had missed him. He had been her good friend. Since their lives had changed it was so hard not to look at him and remember a simpler time. She had never imagined that she would find him here. Especially not in Rohan.

She was only in Rohan because her father had finally allowed her to go on a quest. She had finally finished and she had wanted to take a break before she headed back. She never dreamed she would have ran into him.

“Good day to you stranger! And who might you be?” She asked him with a bright smile, pulling back her hood to reveal herself. She wondered if he would remember her.

piosenniel · 10-28-2006, 10:17 AM

Valesse’s character

NAME: Valesseka

AGE: 20 (365 day calendar)/24 (300 day calendar)

RACE: Human

GENDER: Female

WEAPONS: A "stave" which is actually the remains of a broken pitch fork and a hatchet.

APPEARANCE: Long mousey brown hair with a fair face. Muscular and tall build, but not completely free of "pudge".

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Vain and quick to assumption, perhaps even a bit fickle in her thinking, Valesseka is used to hard work and long hours, but apparently not used to social much casual interaction with different races or social classes from her own.

HISTORY: Hailing from central Arnor, Valesseka found an abandoned bottled beside a building in her hometown which led her to go questing for gold in the Great Golden Hoard.

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Valesse’s post

Valesseka glared at the parchement furiously. Convinced, somehow, that it was from a certain nobleman who at their parting she imagined travelling far to the south and east never to be seen again. She wanted desperately to know what the unknown symbols read, so much so that after a day of scowlling at them she gave in and asked for someone to read it to her.

It wasn't from Eomerleo, nor did it mention him specifically, but from the wording she felt there was a real chance of seeing her fellow traveller once again. Wasting no time she collected her things and set out for Rohan. The Arnorian moved quickly southward, somewhat glazing over the world around her, and used the same method she had in racing those months ago.

At the door of the White Horse she paused somewhat expecting to hear that crazed shouting she once heard at the Sea of Rhun. Smirking to herself she shook her head and made her way to the door.

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piosenniel · 10-28-2006, 10:18 AM

Thinlómien’s character

NAME: Thin-Gloomy. Had previously a different name but has chosen to forget it.

AGE: 84 (Not a young dwarf anymore since he's from a lesser and short-lived house, but not a gaffer yet either.)

RACE: dwarf (from the Iron Hills)

GENDER: male

WEAPONS: used to have a big, broad-blade knife called the Thistle-cleaver and a crossbow with ten bolts, but they were taken away when Thin-Gloomy was captured.

APPEARANCE: Thin-Gloomy is short for a dwarf. (What would be an appropriate height?) He is bandylegged, slightly hunchbacked and skinny. His complexion is papery and pox has left faint marks on his face. His sparse hair and beard are mat black. His small eyes are deep-set and so dark brown they're almost black. Thin-Gloomy is an ugly creature.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Thin-Gloomy is grumpy, grudgy and suspicious of everything. His a cynic and his sense of humour is somehow crooked. He is wary of strangers and embittered of old wrongs. He has a low self-esteem, though it has improved greatly during the Great Golden Hoard race.
Thin-Gloomy is a badly trained craftsman and knows how to work stone, wood and coal.
Thin-Gloomy's crooked back and bowed legs give him some physical limits.

HISTORY: Thin-Gloomy was born in the Iron Hills. He had two brothers, both healthy, strong and comely. His parents let him live, but there was never much love for him in the family. He grew in his brothers' shadow. He was continuously bullied by all the people, both children and adults.

His only friend was an old clerk. Alongside with reading and writing, she taught him the use of crossbow. When she died of old age, Thin-Gloomy saw no reason to stay in the Iron Hills any more and left for his fortune with his weak craftsman training.

Years wandering about north-east Middle-Earth and bad jobs taught him more about craftsmanship than his teachers back home ever. He learned more of human and dwarf nature than he would have wanted to. Wherever he went, he was mostly despised. (He made friends with some beornings, though, curiously enough.)

His life changed totally when he was mysteriously invited to seek the Great Golden Hoard. After escaping from trolls' pot and helping the King of Arthedain, he was - to his own surprise - the first to reach the Hoard.

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Thinlómien’s post

When Thin-Gloomy had won the race for the hoard, all the things he had could thought of had been the victory and what to do with the prize. The reality had hit him the next day. How was he to carry the enormous treasure home? And what was 'home' for him? Did he really wish to return to the Iron Hills? Where else could he go?

He had had no idea what to do, so he had started from the smallest of matters. He had begged an audience from King Malvegil of Arthedain. He had told the King he was about to establish a trade caravan carrying coal, and needed a few wagons and able drivers. King Malvegil had agreed after a little while. He had probably wanted to seem generous and, after all, he had owed Thin-Gloomy quite a lot of his knowledge of the Angmarian army.

Thin-Gloomy had made a fatal mistake. Instead of asking the king for guards to protect him he had decided to hire some sellswords from Annúminas after he had got the treasure. He had not expected that the knowledge of the prize and his victory had already been heard by ears whose owners bore little good intention.

The day had been a beautiful one, more beautiful that it had been for weeks. The sun had shone and there had been no clouds. Even Thin-Gloomy couldn't have expected an attack on such a lovely day. I have doubtlessly become softer and lost all my wits, if I ever had any, Thin-Gloomy thought later. He was angry with himself and well, gloomy.

The attackers had hidden in the trees and shot the wagon drivers before their attack was even noticed. Thin-Gloomy had managed to hit one with a bolt from his crossbow, when a shrill female voice had called: "Drop your crossbow right now, or there'll be five arrows through your heart." Thin-Gloomy dropped the bow. It was from old memory. When the bulliers had attacked him, he had always given up to shorten his torment.

"Thomas and Jack, tie the dwarf and see that he's not harmed... yet. Cover his eyes and his mouth too so that he can't scream for help", the same shrill voice had ordered. "Mica, help Samson down and to one of the wagons. We'll take just one wagon. When you've done that, stay here and look after the remaining beasts and wagons. Thomas and Jack will come back to help you to fetch them."

All had been done as the shrill-voiced woman had bidden. She obviously had a firm grip over the four men. A nice little harem she has, Thin-Gloomy thought dryly.

The journey to their destination hadn't been long, but it had been uncomfortable. The only pleasure for Thin-Gloomy had been hearing the wounded man, Samson, wailing with every bump the wagon took before the woman ruined it and told the man to shut up.

In their destination, Thin-Gloomy had been carried at least a few stairs down and locked in a cell.

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piosenniel · 10-28-2006, 10:19 AM

Character Bios for the NPC’s (non-player characters)

1) Thin-Gloomy's Caretaker (he shall go by that name or just "the Caretaker")

Gender - Male

Race - Man

Age - 42

Appearance - 5'2ish and rather thing. Balding with a little moustache. Stands stock still and straight. Dressed up rather poorly however (clothes are in rags). Very monotone while speaking and rather knowledgable.

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2) Kidnappers (Group Bio)

Leader: Cilia (33 y/o)
Others: Samson (27 y/o), Thomas(32 y/o), Jack (25 y/o), Mica (30 y/o)

Gender - The leader is female, the other four are all males.

Race - Man

Appearance - They're a rag tag bunch. Dressed in hunting wear that has been torn to bits. They each carry a quiver of arrows and a bow and they're sword preference is the Broad sword, with the exception of Cilia who prefers the Short Sword.

History - They were all friends growing up. They were all adopted and uncontrollable. As the years progressed, their wrongdoings became crimes. Ransacking and thieving were they're main crimes. When they heard about the Great Golden Hoard Quest, they made a plan to kidnap the winner and steal his/her money. When Thin-Gloomy became the winner, they quickly set their plan into motion and kindnapped her to find out where her winnings are hidden.

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3) Bandits - working for kidnappers (Group Bio)

Leader: Cecilia (33 y/o)
Others: Nikolai (31 y/o), Jayson (26 y/o )

Gender - Two males; 1 female (twin sister of Cilia)

Race - Men

History - Same history as Cilia's gang. Small band under the lead of Cilia's twin sister Cecilia. They were a group organized by Cilia too stay behind and trap any who tried to follow Cilia and her gang of kidnappers with Thin-Gloomy.

Appearance - Dressed mostly in green to blend into the surrounding area. Use mostly bows and arrows but all carry Short Swords in case of up close combat.

piosenniel · 10-28-2006, 10:22 AM

Please use this form for submitting your

Character Bio & First Post for the game

Please remember - you must have posted in The Golden Perch Inn, or the old Green Dragon Inn, or one of the Inns in Rohan before you can be eligible to play in a Shire RPG.

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NAME:

AGE:

RACE:

GENDER:

WEAPONS (No magical, super-hero, mithril weapons. Just good solid Middle-earth weapons and armor only that is appropriate to the race of the character and the time period.):

APPEARANCE:

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):

HISTORY:

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FIRST POSTS are required for the game

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piosenniel · 10-28-2006, 10:23 AM

Brief Outline of the Game:

Everyone starts off at the White Horse Inn in Rohan. Here we meet Thin-Gloomy’s caretaker who then tells us what happened and which direction to travel.

We head North West towards the Gap of Rohan. Here we get ambushed by workers of the kidnapper (who shall be played by myself or anyone who wishes to later on). Here someone will get injured on our side which will detain the group from moving forward. But we also manage to capture one of the bandits to question.

We find a cabin which appears to abandoned but is really owned by (male or female) character. After that, all of us, including the cabin owner, continue on North towards Tharbad - for the cabin owner had informed us that he/she saw a group of people heading in that direction

We fall captive to the group who first ambushed us. We find away out and escape with the bandits hot on our tails.

We arrive in Tharbad and question a few villagers before finding out that the group that kidnapped Thin-Gloomy had indeed passed that way and points us to the other side of the village to a Mansion at the top of the road.

We find Thin-Gloomy and save him after fighting the band (which only consisted of 5 people). The band that was following us enters the mansion. We trick them into the cell and lock them in while one of us runs back down for authorities.

We leave the city the way we came without any more disturbances and arrive back at the White Horse Inn sometime later. He gives us a reward and we all go back to our lives, closer than we were.

10-28-2006, 10:17 AM	#3
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Valesse’s character NAME: Valesseka AGE: 20 (365 day calendar)/24 (300 day calendar) RACE: Human GENDER: Female WEAPONS: A "stave" which is actually the remains of a broken pitch fork and a hatchet. APPEARANCE: Long mousey brown hair with a fair face. Muscular and tall build, but not completely free of "pudge". PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Vain and quick to assumption, perhaps even a bit fickle in her thinking, Valesseka is used to hard work and long hours, but apparently not used to social much casual interaction with different races or social classes from her own. HISTORY: Hailing from central Arnor, Valesseka found an abandoned bottled beside a building in her hometown which led her to go questing for gold in the Great Golden Hoard. -------------------------------------------- Valesse’s post Valesseka glared at the parchement furiously. Convinced, somehow, that it was from a certain nobleman who at their parting she imagined travelling far to the south and east never to be seen again. She wanted desperately to know what the unknown symbols read, so much so that after a day of scowlling at them she gave in and asked for someone to read it to her. It wasn't from Eomerleo, nor did it mention him specifically, but from the wording she felt there was a real chance of seeing her fellow traveller once again. Wasting no time she collected her things and set out for Rohan. The Arnorian moved quickly southward, somewhat glazing over the world around her, and used the same method she had in racing those months ago. At the door of the White Horse she paused somewhat expecting to hear that crazed shouting she once heard at the Sea of Rhun. Smirking to herself she shook her head and made her way to the door. ---------- Last edited by piosenniel; 11-01-2006 at 12:37 PM.

10-28-2006, 10:18 AM	#4
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Thinlómien’s character NAME: Thin-Gloomy. Had previously a different name but has chosen to forget it. AGE: 84 (Not a young dwarf anymore since he's from a lesser and short-lived house, but not a gaffer yet either.) RACE: dwarf (from the Iron Hills) GENDER: male WEAPONS: used to have a big, broad-blade knife called the Thistle-cleaver and a crossbow with ten bolts, but they were taken away when Thin-Gloomy was captured. APPEARANCE: Thin-Gloomy is short for a dwarf. (What would be an appropriate height?) He is bandylegged, slightly hunchbacked and skinny. His complexion is papery and pox has left faint marks on his face. His sparse hair and beard are mat black. His small eyes are deep-set and so dark brown they're almost black. Thin-Gloomy is an ugly creature. PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Thin-Gloomy is grumpy, grudgy and suspicious of everything. His a cynic and his sense of humour is somehow crooked. He is wary of strangers and embittered of old wrongs. He has a low self-esteem, though it has improved greatly during the Great Golden Hoard race. Thin-Gloomy is a badly trained craftsman and knows how to work stone, wood and coal. Thin-Gloomy's crooked back and bowed legs give him some physical limits. HISTORY: Thin-Gloomy was born in the Iron Hills. He had two brothers, both healthy, strong and comely. His parents let him live, but there was never much love for him in the family. He grew in his brothers' shadow. He was continuously bullied by all the people, both children and adults. His only friend was an old clerk. Alongside with reading and writing, she taught him the use of crossbow. When she died of old age, Thin-Gloomy saw no reason to stay in the Iron Hills any more and left for his fortune with his weak craftsman training. Years wandering about north-east Middle-Earth and bad jobs taught him more about craftsmanship than his teachers back home ever. He learned more of human and dwarf nature than he would have wanted to. Wherever he went, he was mostly despised. (He made friends with some beornings, though, curiously enough.) His life changed totally when he was mysteriously invited to seek the Great Golden Hoard. After escaping from trolls' pot and helping the King of Arthedain, he was - to his own surprise - the first to reach the Hoard. -------------------------------------------- Thinlómien’s post When Thin-Gloomy had won the race for the hoard, all the things he had could thought of had been the victory and what to do with the prize. The reality had hit him the next day. How was he to carry the enormous treasure home? And what was 'home' for him? Did he really wish to return to the Iron Hills? Where else could he go? He had had no idea what to do, so he had started from the smallest of matters. He had begged an audience from King Malvegil of Arthedain. He had told the King he was about to establish a trade caravan carrying coal, and needed a few wagons and able drivers. King Malvegil had agreed after a little while. He had probably wanted to seem generous and, after all, he had owed Thin-Gloomy quite a lot of his knowledge of the Angmarian army. Thin-Gloomy had made a fatal mistake. Instead of asking the king for guards to protect him he had decided to hire some sellswords from Annúminas after he had got the treasure. He had not expected that the knowledge of the prize and his victory had already been heard by ears whose owners bore little good intention. The day had been a beautiful one, more beautiful that it had been for weeks. The sun had shone and there had been no clouds. Even Thin-Gloomy couldn't have expected an attack on such a lovely day. I have doubtlessly become softer and lost all my wits, if I ever had any, Thin-Gloomy thought later. He was angry with himself and well, gloomy. The attackers had hidden in the trees and shot the wagon drivers before their attack was even noticed. Thin-Gloomy had managed to hit one with a bolt from his crossbow, when a shrill female voice had called: "Drop your crossbow right now, or there'll be five arrows through your heart." Thin-Gloomy dropped the bow. It was from old memory. When the bulliers had attacked him, he had always given up to shorten his torment. "Thomas and Jack, tie the dwarf and see that he's not harmed... yet. Cover his eyes and his mouth too so that he can't scream for help", the same shrill voice had ordered. "Mica, help Samson down and to one of the wagons. We'll take just one wagon. When you've done that, stay here and look after the remaining beasts and wagons. Thomas and Jack will come back to help you to fetch them." All had been done as the shrill-voiced woman had bidden. She obviously had a firm grip over the four men. A nice little harem she has, Thin-Gloomy thought dryly. The journey to their destination hadn't been long, but it had been uncomfortable. The only pleasure for Thin-Gloomy had been hearing the wounded man, Samson, wailing with every bump the wagon took before the woman ruined it and told the man to shut up. In their destination, Thin-Gloomy had been carried at least a few stairs down and locked in a cell. ----- Last edited by piosenniel; 11-08-2006 at 04:09 AM.

10-28-2006, 10:22 AM	#6
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Please use this form for submitting your Character Bio & First Post for the game Please remember - you must have posted in The Golden Perch Inn, or the old Green Dragon Inn, or one of the Inns in Rohan before you can be eligible to play in a Shire RPG. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- NAME: AGE: RACE: GENDER: WEAPONS (No magical, super-hero, mithril weapons. Just good solid Middle-earth weapons and armor only that is appropriate to the race of the character and the time period.): APPEARANCE: 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): HISTORY: ----------------------------- FIRST POSTS are required for the game ----- Last edited by piosenniel; 10-28-2006 at 10:51 AM.

10-28-2006, 10:23 AM	#7
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Brief Outline of the Game: Everyone starts off at the White Horse Inn in Rohan. Here we meet Thin-Gloomy’s caretaker who then tells us what happened and which direction to travel. We head North West towards the Gap of Rohan. Here we get ambushed by workers of the kidnapper (who shall be played by myself or anyone who wishes to later on). Here someone will get injured on our side which will detain the group from moving forward. But we also manage to capture one of the bandits to question. We find a cabin which appears to abandoned but is really owned by (male or female) character. After that, all of us, including the cabin owner, continue on North towards Tharbad - for the cabin owner had informed us that he/she saw a group of people heading in that direction We fall captive to the group who first ambushed us. We find away out and escape with the bandits hot on our tails. We arrive in Tharbad and question a few villagers before finding out that the group that kidnapped Thin-Gloomy had indeed passed that way and points us to the other side of the village to a Mansion at the top of the road. We find Thin-Gloomy and save him after fighting the band (which only consisted of 5 people). The band that was following us enters the mansion. We trick them into the cell and lock them in while one of us runs back down for authorities. We leave the city the way we came without any more disturbances and arrive back at the White Horse Inn sometime later. He gives us a reward and we all go back to our lives, closer than we were. Last edited by piosenniel; 11-10-2006 at 12:59 AM.

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10-28-2006, 10:15 AM	#1
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Glirdan’s character NAME: Glirdingo AGE: 72 RACE: Elf GENDER: Male WEAPONS: An oak walking stick, a bow with a quiver full of arrows and a short sword. APPEARANCE: Very fair skin with long blond hair and deep, grey-blue eyes PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Caring, sensitive, easygoing and pretty much carefree is his personality. His Elven eyesight has always been a great strength and his shot with a bow is uneasily matched. His greatest weakness is his ability to trust which gets him into a lot of trouble. HISTORY: Was born and raised in Lorien. He found a bottle in the river Nimrodel which first led him on his quest in the Great Golden Hoard adventure. -------------------------------------------- FIRST POST FOR THE GAME The Elf sat with his back against the side of the cold, hard wall, re-reading the letter he had received. His long blonde hair fell straight back, glistening in the sunlight that was shining on him from the East. For the sun had just risen and Glirdingo had just arrived in Rohan. He sighed and looked up from the parchment. The letter was an important one. The Dwarf Thin-Gloomy, (“The one who beat me in a race!”) had been kidnapped and a message was sent (or so he assumed) to the other contestants. He shook his head and started thinking. “Why did I even come? I don’t even like Dwarves! I just hope that Galadster or Kafkalina show up for this…” For he had gone on an expedition with them shortly after the Great Golden Hoard race to Fangorn. He had seen many interesting things on that expedition. But he vowed to himself never to repeat them. “For people would be frightened if I did,” he thought sadly. He got up and started pacing back and forth, debating whether or not to enter the Inn. For the letter had said to meet the caretaker inside. But he felt wary. For he did not know the land of Rohan to well for the only time he had ventured forth from his home in Lorien was on the quest for the Great Golden Hoard and his expedition with Galadster and Kafkalina. He continued pacing back and forth, sometimes stopping and looking at the Inn, sometimes to look East. But most often, he looked North East to where his home lay. He was just about to decide to go in when his eyes looked out and saw a figure approaching. He couldn’t tell who it was for they had their head bowed. He continued to watch the stranger until he (or she) had come straight up to him. “Good day to you stranger! And who might you be?” --- Glirdan

10-28-2006, 10:16 AM	#2
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Crystal Heart’s character NAME: Arianna AGE: 70 RACE: Elf GENDER: Female WEAPONS: A typical Elf bow and arrows and a traditional Elf sword. APPEARANCE: Pale white skin and long near black hair. She has silver-grey eyes. PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Arianna is a very odd Elf. She is happy, bouncy, and somehow just completely different then her elven relatives. She loves being outdoors. Strength: Loyalty and skill with her sword. Weakness: Family. HISTORY: She was born in Lorien. Her father didn't want her getting hurt so he sent her older brother on the quests and kept her at home to become a lady of the house instead. -------------------------------------------- Crystal Heart’s post She watched the elf from beneath her hood of soft blue as she approached the in. She smiled. He hadn't changed since the last time she had saw him. Well, she had to take back that thought. He was grown into an elven man now. The last time she saw him he had been just an elven lad, running along the river with her. He had found something that had led him away from Lorien and from her. She had missed him. He had been her good friend. Since their lives had changed it was so hard not to look at him and remember a simpler time. She had never imagined that she would find him here. Especially not in Rohan. She was only in Rohan because her father had finally allowed her to go on a quest. She had finally finished and she had wanted to take a break before she headed back. She never dreamed she would have ran into him. “Good day to you stranger! And who might you be?” She asked him with a bright smile, pulling back her hood to reveal herself. She wondered if he would remember her.

10-28-2006, 10:19 AM	#5
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Character Bios for the NPC’s (non-player characters) 1) Thin-Gloomy's Caretaker (he shall go by that name or just "the Caretaker") Gender - Male Race - Man Age - 42 Appearance - 5'2ish and rather thing. Balding with a little moustache. Stands stock still and straight. Dressed up rather poorly however (clothes are in rags). Very monotone while speaking and rather knowledgable. ------------------------------------------------- 2) Kidnappers (Group Bio) Leader: Cilia (33 y/o) Others: Samson (27 y/o), Thomas(32 y/o), Jack (25 y/o), Mica (30 y/o) Gender - The leader is female, the other four are all males. Race - Man Appearance - They're a rag tag bunch. Dressed in hunting wear that has been torn to bits. They each carry a quiver of arrows and a bow and they're sword preference is the Broad sword, with the exception of Cilia who prefers the Short Sword. History - They were all friends growing up. They were all adopted and uncontrollable. As the years progressed, their wrongdoings became crimes. Ransacking and thieving were they're main crimes. When they heard about the Great Golden Hoard Quest, they made a plan to kidnap the winner and steal his/her money. When Thin-Gloomy became the winner, they quickly set their plan into motion and kindnapped her to find out where her winnings are hidden. ------------------------------------------------- 3) Bandits - working for kidnappers (Group Bio) Leader: Cecilia (33 y/o) Others: Nikolai (31 y/o), Jayson (26 y/o ) Gender - Two males; 1 female (twin sister of Cilia) Race - Men History - Same history as Cilia's gang. Small band under the lead of Cilia's twin sister Cecilia. They were a group organized by Cilia too stay behind and trap any who tried to follow Cilia and her gang of kidnappers with Thin-Gloomy. Appearance - Dressed mostly in green to blend into the surrounding area. Use mostly bows and arrows but all carry Short Swords in case of up close combat.