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Wisest of the Noldor
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Sorry for neglecting this thread– I've had a massive lot of deadlines to meet.
Okay. I believe my character will also show up at the Pony, having run away from home to prove her independence.
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Wisest of the Noldor
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Here's the character description form (taken from the other thread)
Character Description Form:
(Your-Name)'s character NAME: AGE (chronological): AGE (mental): RACE(S): GENDER: SPECIAL WEAPONS/JEWELLERY/OTHER ITEMS: RENOWNED CRAFTSMAN WHO MADE THEM: SPECIAL ABILITIES: SPECIAL PET(S): RELATIONSHIP TO TOLKIEN'S CHARACTER(S): IS IN LOVE WITH: IS LOVED BY: APPEARANCE: (No grey-eyed, dark-haired Elves. No Hobbits with curly brown hair and furry feet. Please pick an appearance which will show that your character is really special.) TOKEN FLAW/WEAKNESS (which proves that your character is NOT, repeat NOT, a Mary Sue!): TRAGIC PAST/OTHER REASON FOR ANGST: (OPTIONAL) REALMS TO WHICH YOUR CHARACTER IS THE RIGHTFUL HEIR: REASON THE FATE OF MIDDLE-EARTH DEPENDS ON YOUR CHARACTER:
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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
Posts: 2,132
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Oh my, I need to hurry with my character profile so I can join in the fun of all this as soon as possible.
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Wisest of the Noldor
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Please do! I need to know how many extra aunts and sisters my character has.
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"Even Nerwen wasn't evil in the beginning." –Elmo. |
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Wisest of the Noldor
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And here she is:
Character Description Form:
Nerwen's character NAME: Alatariel Moonflower. AGE (chronological): 513. AGE (mental): 14. RACE(S): Half-elf(ess). GENDER: Female. SPECIAL WEAPONS/JEWELLERY/OTHER ITEMS: A golden amulet that warns her when evil is near (by going "ping" loudly). A mithril bow studded with rubies. RENOWNED CRAFTSMAN WHO MADE THEM: Celebrimbor. Originally they were a present to the Sue's grandmother, Galadriel. SPECIAL ABILITIES: Really good ESP, which enables her to be a skilled warrior despite her total blindness. Archery (best bow-elfess in Middle-earth). Healing. Magical singing (of traditional Elvish ballads like "May It Be", "Into the West" and "The Wind Beneath My Wings"). SPECIAL PET(S): Sparklehorn, her unicorn– the last unicorn in Middle-earth, naturally. They can communicate telepathically. RELATIONSHIP TO TOLKIEN'S CHARACTER(S): Elrond's younger daughter. IS IN LOVE WITH: Glorfindel. But he has barely noticed her existance. IS LOVED BY: No-one... no-one at all... *sob* APPEARANCE: Golden hair shot with silver– just like her grandma. Emerald-green eyes which are "more beautiful than eyes that see", as I will remind you all at frequent intervals. They turn silver when she is using her ESP at full power. TOKEN FLAW/WEAKNESS (which proves that your character is NOT, repeat NOT, a Mary Sue!): Well, she's blind. TRAGIC PAST/OTHER REASON FOR ANGST: She was scarcely more than a babe when her mother, Celebrían, for some reason decided to take her on her ill-fated trip over the Redhorn Pass. The infant Alatariel Moonflower had to witness her mother's torture– until the Orcs blinded her, using the proverbial "poke in the eye with a burnt stick". (Somehow™, this did not disfigure her eyes at all.) Since then she has had to suffer both her father's overprotection... and the contempt of other Elves, who, it turns out, hate blind people. Oh, and they despise her for being a "mongrel", too. No wonder her only friend is her unicorn. Oh, and her grandmother– see below.(OPTIONAL) REALMS TO WHICH YOUR CHARACTER IS THE RIGHTFUL HEIR: Lórien. Her older siblings are out, due to a law which bars dark-haired people from inheriting. ("It's the golden house of Finarfin, geddit?" Galadriel was heard to remark.) REASON THE FATE OF MIDDLE-EARTH DEPENDS ON YOUR CHARACTER: She's the ideal backup Ringbearer. Since she can't see, she can't be dazzled by the Ring's evil beauty. Not only that, but like all handicapped people (in fan-fiction), she is noble and unselfish enough to be trusted with an object that gives virtually unlimited power. Honestly. You believe her, right?
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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
Posts: 2,132
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Defiantly an aunt in me. I was thinking a possible Galadriel-Gandalf love child just to shake things up.
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: Back on the Helcaraxe
Posts: 733
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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
Posts: 2,132
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A valid reason too, but I was thinking more along the line that Celeborn just doesn't support her and her elven ring of power.
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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
Posts: 2,132
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NAME: Astalder the Valiant One
AGE (chronological): 600 AGE (mental): 15 RACE(S): Half-Elf GENDER:Female SPECIAL WEAPONS/JEWELLERY/OTHER ITEMS:A mithril tiara, a sword crafted in the glory days of Gondolin that Gandalf gave to her, a very special Lorien bow Galadriel had made for her in secret it shines purple when Orcs are about RENOWNED CRAFTSMAN WHO MADE THEM: The finest smith Turgon had (though she of course never knew him personally) SPECIAL ABILITIES: The gift of foresight, the ability to shape shift into various different animals SPECIAL PET(S): A hound named Scout who speaks for other animals to her, she of course can understand his barks as if they were speech RELATIONSHIP TO TOLKIEN'S CHARACTER(S): Galadriel and Gandalf's secret child IS IN LOVE WITH: Men (a tragic Luthien figure who will give her love to a man, any man really, though I feel she will lean more toward the gruff and unruly Boromirs and Eomers of the world) IS LOVED BY: Everyone APPEARANCE: She has long, flowing golden locks that befit the princess of Lorien. Her eyes are a stunning aquamarine that are as lovely and deep as the sea on a clear day. TOKEN FLAW/WEAKNESS: A long white scar that runs from the corner of her right eye down her otherwise perfect cheek. TRAGIC PAST/OTHER REASON FOR ANGST: Astalder's angst starts before her birth. Galadriel was disenchanted with her husband, Celeborn, he could not understand her plight as the bearer of Nenya. In her own angst she found comfort in the arms of one who could understand, one the elves called Mithrandir. When Galadriel knew she was carrying the child of the Grey Pilgrim she set off straight for Rivendell. In Elrond's house she gave birth to Astalder. Elron agreed to rear the child in his home and to keep her secret from Celeborn. But Astalder would always be somewhat of an outcast. As she grew older and lovelier the elf princess began to wander about Middle-Earth. Joining the northern rangers for a time she received the scar on her face in an Orc attack. She was also known to mingle with the dwarves. On occasion she would go with Gandalf to visit the gentle Hobbit folk of the shire. But in the years before the Fellowship she found herself in Gondor and Rohan, entranced by the world of man. To Boromir, son of Denethor, and Eomer, son of Eomund, did she find her heart fluttered to the most though. She wished to stay among the men, ever making them love her, but her gift of foresight warned her of trouble abroad and she knew she had to return to Rivendell. (OPTIONAL) REALMS TO WHICH YOUR CHARACTER IS THE RIGHTFUL HEIR: Lothlorien, she is Galadriel's other daughter after all REASON THE FATE OF MIDDLE-EARTH DEPENDS ON YOUR CHARACTER: Only her fiery spirit can encourage the men of the west to keep fighting. And her gentle heart can teach them all to love again. Plus she has such a fondness for Hobbits.
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Curmudgeonly Wordwraith
Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: Ensconced in curmudgeonly pursuits
Posts: 2,515
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Morthoron's character
NAME: Amarthanuin the Noegedhil AGE (chronological): 1st Age (several thousand years) AGE (mental): about 16 RACE(S): Half-dwarf (half-Sindarin) GENDER: Male SPECIAL WEAPONS/JEWELRY/OTHER ITEMS: The Naugrond -- Hammer of the Dwarves. RENOWNED CRAFTSMAN WHO MADE THEM: Created by Telchar in the deeps of time (he actually whittled it on a lunch break during the days he was crafting Narsil). SPECIAL ABILITIES: A dwarf's endurance and drinking ability, with elvish acuity and fashion sense. SPECIAL PET(S): having also the dwarvish ability to speak with birds, he has as his companion the foul-speaking myna named Harlotesse'. RELATIONSHIP TO TOLKIEN'S CHARACTER(S): He once saved Elrond from a bad hair day (with his Dwarvish crafting ability, he has learned to make intricate Elvish braids). IS IN LOVE WITH: An unrequited love for the elf-maiden Rintintinavulaossea-Estelauder, whose father refused his proffer of marriage because of his unseemly height. IS LOVED BY: No one, he does not fit in with the elves, who mock his shortness, nor the dwarves, who laugh at his parti-colored robes (Particularly the ones with the satin hoods). APPEARANCE: He has smoldering green eyes flecked with black that turn a fiery red when he is angered. He is blessed with a wavy mop of brown hair that has silken strands of blond highlights that glisten in the early morning sun. He has a five-o'clock shadow even though he shaves constantly (having inherited a beard gene from his unknown dwarvish father). He's about 5'8'' with the gnarled muscles of the dwarven race, but his movements are agile with the predatory grace of a feline. TOKEN FLAW/WEAKNESS (which proves that your character is NOT, repeat NOT, a Mary Sue!): His height, which is a constant cause for melancholy. TRAGIC PAST/OTHER REASON FOR ANGST: His mother, a Sindarin elf, was raped by a dwarf of Tumunzahar during the sack of Menegroth after the death of Thingol. His mother, though wane from grief and embarrassment, still bore the cursed child out of a sense of duty and faith (Tolkien being Catholic and all). As she lay dying from blood loss, she uttered the famous prophecy: All that is withered is not necessarily old, Not all that ponder do deeply think. Some haven't the sense to come in from the cold Because they've had far too much to drink. From the squat gawking up at the world -- Sorely mocked for his poor lack of height -- Shall get all the cool stuff and the girl, In spite of his measure so slight. (OPTIONAL) REALMS TO WHICH YOUR CHARACTER IS THE RIGHTFUL HEIR: His mother, who just happened to be Eol's sister, was heir to Nan Elmoth. At the end of his days, Amarthanuin shall steal a rowboat (knocking some Hobbit named Sam into the water), and sail out into the West. Unfortunately, he won't find Nan Elmoth because it is, of course, submerged. REASON THE FATE OF MIDDLE-EARTH DEPENDS ON YOUR CHARACTER: Malbeth the Seer (under the influence of egg-nog well past its expiration date), mumbled this prophecy in the midst of vomiting: Amarth the half-Sindarin Never gained full Elvish height And if you ever saw him You would even say he's slight All of the other Elflings Used to laugh and call him names They wouldn't let poor Amarth Play in any Elvish games Then one foggy yule-tide eve Gandalf came to say Amarth with your fashion flair Won't you braid poor Elrond's hair Then all the Elves, they loved him And aplogized for their sport But Amarth the half-Sindarin Is and always will be short. Ummm....sorry.
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision. Last edited by Morthoron; 09-11-2008 at 06:59 AM. |
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
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Since Morth grabbed the cloaked figure at Bree ... I am going to make my elf geek one of those who rode out from Rivendell to seek the fellowship. Obviously Elrond didn't send her and she has all the inherent power of a fieldmouse but she has read a lot about Nazgul in the library...
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“But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.”
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Curmudgeonly Wordwraith
Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: Ensconced in curmudgeonly pursuits
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So...while we wait for the rest of the group to make their introductory posts, I will amuse the crowd with a magic trick.
Hello ladies and germs *ba-dump-bump* I, Mortho the Magnificent, shall endeavor -- for your mordant stupification -- to make myself disappear. My voluptuous assistant, Bambi Vixen, shall place me in this nearly airtight, polystyrene container (which looks amazingly like a large beer cooler) and close the lid with a lethal combination of wood glue and and scotch tape. Before the count of three I will have indeed totally vacated the premise. Ready Bambi? *A drum roll reverberates from the orchestra pit* ONE... TWO...
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision. |
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
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Sorry Morth .. is Bambi Vixen perchance any relation to the lovely Samantha of ISIHAG fame?
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“But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.”
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