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Pile O'Bones
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: Somewhere over the rainbow
Posts: 15
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Yeah, of course a he. Nobody plays Final Fantasy anymore?
![]() I'll upload a picture soon. I'm thinking about a man from Rohan. A simple man who thinks he's more than a simple man. |
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Shade with a Blade
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Ha ha. Never mind...that's not what I was referring to at all.
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Stories and songs. |
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Desultory Dwimmerlaik
Join Date: Mar 2002
Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat.....
Posts: 7,779
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Folwren is a "she".
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Maundering Mage
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Texas
Posts: 4,651
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A little late in the coming.
My friend finished the picutre of Kuric for me. It's rather fun so I thought I would post it up.
He said the Mirthril mail coat was the most difficult part and when he went to color it on the computer it just wasn't going to work as well as he would like it to. I think it's great! ![]()
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Messenger of Hope
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States.
Posts: 5,076
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Heyho! Here I am. Sorry for my absense. I have been around the Downs, but not much time to do much of anything, really....
Sephiroth and Fortinbras, welcome to the Golden Perch. You can post a character description found in one of the first few posts of this thread as soon as you wish. And equally as soon as I or Pio have perused the character description and passed it, you may post to the Golden Perch Inn thread. I'm looking forward to it! And I'm so glad to see so many new posters! (No the least because it means I don't have to post so much...heh...ow) Mormegil - nice picture. He looks fearsome. -- Folwren
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Pile O'Bones
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: Somewhere over the rainbow
Posts: 15
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Here I go... I hope it's acceptable
![]() NAME: Ethelgar Derathol AGE: 27 RACE: Man GENDER: Male WEAPONS: regular, worn, one-handed sword he received from his grandfather. Ethelgar values it very much and calls it by its name, Falconbeak (probably given after an unusual deformation the sword has on its tip). Despite that, people tend to think it was bought in the nearest blacksmith. APPEARANCE: Dark hair and white skin, average height for a man, strong arms. He has a small but visible scar in the left side of his face and an ugly, short beard he insists maintaining. Always wears a brown coat. PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Thinks he's a great, noble man, heir of a long forgotten family tradition, and sometimes forgets his parents were just peasants. Ethelgar is better than average with his sword, but tends to think he’s better than he actually is. Loyal to his friends, even the ones he just met, and takes that very seriously. Sometimes gets afraid in dangerous situations, but he will threat to kill anyone who mentions that. HISTORY: Ethelgar was born near Underharrow, south of Edoras. His parents were simple people, living humbly from the manual labor in the fields. Ethelgar never gave them much attention, using all his free time talking to his grandparent Heredron, father of his father. The old man loved to tell Ethelgar how his ancestors were once important, famous and glorious, knights of Rohan’s King Personal Guard – but never mentioned why or how all this tradition was lost, and the boy never asked. Ethelgar’s parents told him that all those stories were just an old man’s delusional thoughts, but he didn’t listen to them, and kept dreaming about himself with all that importance, fame and glory. One day Heredron passed away from his old age, and left Falconbeak to his grandson. The boy was 17 at that time, and with the sword in his hand, left his house in the search for adventures. And an adventure he found sooner than expected, being beaten badly by a group of thieves in a forest only some miles away from his parents’ house. Ethelgar fought them bravely, but there were three of them and soon he was overwhelmed. When all hope was about to be lost, a group of woodsmen heard the sounds of the battle and ran for the rescue, axes blazing and heads rolling. Ethelgar survived with a scar on his face and a broken spirit: he felt he was not ready for the fame, glory and importance. So he started living with the woodsmen that had saved him, working and training, dreaming one day he could walk Arda with Falconbeak once again. And now, ten years after, he thinks his time has come. |
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Messenger of Hope
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States.
Posts: 5,076
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Sephiroth,
Your character description looks good! You may post on the Inn thread whenever it pleases you. Welcome! --Folwren
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