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DarthSubZero
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Nov '06
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Date Posted:
3/27/07 1:50pm
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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IC: as Hector Bronzehides the II
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"Yes, it's me, Lilliathyn." Hector responded, now appearing to her fully...
...yet before he can talk to her, another being came to them...
Islime posted:
"Greetings. I noticed you whilst riding and I was wondering if you needed asisstance?"
"Well, besides the Goblin's attack, we're absolutely fine." Hector joked, of course about his recent battle.. he might as well bring some light on the situation.
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JediMasterAnne
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Date Posted:
3/27/07 3:35pm
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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IC: Lilliathyn Cidell
"Yes, it's me, Lilliathyn," Hector confirmed her suspicion. Lilliathyn smiled, a true smile this time, for she could not deny that it was nice to see a familiar face. Before any of them could say anything further, however, a young woman, a few years younger than herself, rode up to them.
"Greetings. I noticed you whilst riding and I was wondering if you needed asisstance?" the girl asked.
"Well, besides the Goblin's attack, we're absolutely fine," Hector replied in jest. Perhaps he was simply trying to lighten the mood, and if so she appreciated the attempt, but personally she didn't quite feel up to joking around. In her arms, Élyn whimpered a bit, then yawned and closed her eyes. As she gently kissed the top of her daughter's head, then shifted the infant to a position where she could sleep more comfortably, Lilliathyn could not help but sympathize: she, too, was tired. It seemed as though hours had passed since the Goblins had departed, leaving a ruined village in their wake, yet it had only been minutes really, and there was still a long day ahead.
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Twinky_Stryder
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Nov '03
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Date Posted:
3/28/07 6:46am
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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IC: Isilmé
Isilmé slid off her horse carefully, making her way to the mother and child.
"Such a beautiful baby" She said smiling. "But surely the goblins will return. Is there anywhere you can go?" She looked over at Light.
"I can lend you my horse if you're injured." She stopped suddenly, realising how forward she was being.
"Forgive me, I have not even introduced myself to you. I am Isilmé. My father owns a small farm over the border into Gondor."
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JediMasterAnne
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Date Posted:
3/28/07 10:06am
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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IC: Lilliathyn Cidell
"Such a beautiful baby. But surely the goblins will return. Is there anywhere you can go? I can lend you my horse if you're injured." Lilliathyn only shook her head in response, but did not elaborate on what she was responding to. "Forgive me, I have not even introduced myself to you. I am Isilmé. My father owns a small farm over the border into Gondor."
"It is nice to meet you, Isilmé. My name is Lilliathyn." She wouldn't say so, but having all these people around, fussing and worrying over her, was starting to make her uncomfortable, and a little claustrophobic.
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spacelady
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Date Posted:
3/28/07 10:30am
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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IC as Alatariel Súrion
Alatariel quietly listened to Hector and Lilliathyn, who apparently knew each other from before somehow and somewhere. At least she had an old friend here. Then another woman approached the small group. The Elvish eyes darted up, and her hand went back to the hilt of her sword, but when she appeared friendly, she let go and gave the woman an apologetic nod.
She then turned her focus on Tyrion and the group of Elves. It was time to figure why they were there herself. Turning back to the women and Hector, she nodded her head in acknowledgement.
"If you will excuse my presence," she bowed her head slightly and then stood up after placing a reassuring hand on Lilliathyn's shoulder.
Gracefully turning on her heel, she quietly approached Tyrion from behind. Alatariel gently placed her hand on his shoulder to alert him of her presence next to him if he did not notice her. She nodded to the group of Elves, bringing her hand to her heart and slowly away in the Elvish greeting.
"I am Alatariel, a guard and warrior of Lorien. Tell me, who are you?"
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DarthSubZero
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Date Posted:
3/29/07 7:45pm
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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IC: As Hector Bronzehides the II
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Hector, while watching the huballooo, was watching Lilliathyn...she was really starting to get tired...yet who wouldn't? With the proceedings, of course a mind would go abit numb at the least. Hell, he was starting to get tired himself.
He went over to her, "Come, you are tired...we should look for somewhere for you to rest. Come." Hector said, reaching out his hand to her...
...he should go to rest as well, now that he though about it.
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JediMasterAnne
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Date Posted:
3/30/07 3:03pm
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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IC: Lilliathyn Cidell
She made no response when Alatariel politely excused herself from the group and rejoined the other Elves nearby, leaving her with Hector and Isilmé. After a few moments, however, Hector came over to where she was sitting.
"Come, you are tired...we should look for somewhere for you to rest," Hector said, offering his hand. She did not object, but took his hand and got to her feet.
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NickLitYouAFlame
Title: Autumn RPF Awards - Best RPer
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Feb '07
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Date Posted:
3/30/07 7:04pm
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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IC: Elender
"I am Elender and this is my wife Sandoville, greetings Alatariel. In Mirkwood we heard of a dangerous and cunning Goblin King, Scragg, that was him just now fighting the young foolish human. That King is very strong and such a young one could have got himself killed. He should be reminded. Wouldn't want to lose such a brave man. Especially when brave human men are so uncommon these days."
Elender turned to look at the carnage of the village. Sandoville took over.
"Excuse the good lord these times are troubling all. We would so like to meet the brave human who fought Scragg. Are there any other in your party? Oh, and."
Elender took his leave and walked towards the smoldering wreckage of the town. Sandoville signalled half of the fifty elves to follow him and look for survivors and helpful items.
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Morkai
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Date Posted:
3/30/07 7:31pm
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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Morkai
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Date Posted:
3/30/07 7:33pm
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OOC: NickLitYouAFlame, if you look closly Tyrion is an Elf, actually he's Celeborn and Galadriel's personal champion.
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NickLitYouAFlame
Title: Autumn RPF Awards - Best RPer
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Date Posted:
3/30/07 9:41pm
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spacelady
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Mar '03
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Date Posted:
3/30/07 10:00pm
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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3/30/07 10:03pm (2 edits total)
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OOC: Okay, before this gets too out of hand, I'm going to move the story line along a bit by a few hours. I haven't gotten a reply from Tog just yet, but after I've made the LotR RPGs that I did, I found that jumping ahead does help clear confusion. Tog, if you don't agree with this, then ignore this post as Co-GM. 
We're just going to make it that very night at a nearby and safe town, still in Rohan's lands. Feel free to interact with others. 
IC as Alatariel Súrion
Alatariel stood silent atop a small rolling hill. The moon light painted the landscape in a perfect blue hue, leaving it other-worldly but peaceful at the same time. A lightweight and sheer gown billowed back in the soft breeze, outlining her curvy figure well.
Her light brown hair fluttered in the wind as well as she stared off, lost in the deepest thoughts of her mind about what was happening and would possibly happen in the future. There were many things to think about and only the peaceful silence of the night allowed thoughts such as those.
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Darph_Nader
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Date Posted:
3/31/07 5:09pm
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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GM APPROVED!!!
Full Name: Nevatar of Mirkwood
Other Name(s): Farwalker
Age: 1,500
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Occupation (Can be Warlord, farmer, ect): Wanderer, proficient combatant (not to mention expert barroom fighter)
Appearance: Black hair, bright green eyes. He's slightly muscular, but not enough to inspire fear when someone looks at him. There is a scar from a knife wound that runs vertically across Nevatar's left cheek.
Personality: A loner; tends to keep to himself, but will engage in conversation if he feels like it, or if someone approaches him. He does have a good sense of humor.
Weapons: Gondorian battle sword, crossbow
Equipment: Light leather plated armor, light chain mail (worn under the armor), leather gauntlets
History:
Born in the Mirkwood Forest, Nevatar was raised in a caring family. When he was 27 years old, however, his life took a drastic turn. Nevatar was out on a hunting trip. He was stalking an animal through the woods, and had found the prime location to shoot the animal. He shot his crossbow - and the bolt went over the deer, into a passerby's neck, instantly killing the elf. Nevatar, horrified, hurriedly took his belongings and fled, fearing what the consequences would be. (The reason for this was because the man who was shot had been in a heated quarrel with Nevatar the day before, and since it would be difficult to prove his innocence, Nevatar felt he could only run away.) The community discovered what had happened (by identifying the bolt), and shunned Nevatar from their society. Ever since, Nevatar had wandered from place to place, falling in with the rabble in Bree.
There, Nevatar fell into the vicious cycle of murder, crime, and the like. He was caught in committing a crime, and jailed. He was testified against by others in the group that Nevatar was part of, and sentenced to life in prison (which, for an Elf, would be the ultimate Hell). However, when the case was reviewed many years later, evidence - which was also unbeknownst to Nevatar - was found that showed that Nevatar had actually been set up to be arrested. On top of that, the witnesses that testified against Nevatar were found to have committed perjury, just to make sure Nevatar would be kept away. So, having no tangible grounds to press the charges, Nevatar was released, and was placed under the watchful eye of an Elf named Daquisne.
The two, over time, fell in love, and married. The boss who Nevatar worked for earlier, however, heard of Nevatar's new leaf, and decided to smash the couple's dreams. He sent a Haradrim hitman to kill Nevatar, but the hitman instead accidentally killed Nevatar's newly-wed wife. The hitman left before Nevatar realized what had happened, and Nevatar was left alone with his wife. He did have a funeral (which only he and the family attended), and then began to roam around Middle-Earth.
Shortly afterwards, Nevatar was attacked by the hitman. In a brutal battle, Nevatar killed the man, but suffered a wound from the skirmish (hence the scar on his cheek).
After that, Nevatar's life quieted down a bit. He had spent most of his life up to this point entangled in some mess due to past, and usually bad, choices. Now, Nevatar wanted to stay away from everyone, thereby keeping himself out of trouble.
However, trouble found Nevatar soon enough. When passing through the Gondor-Mordor border area, he was attacked and captured by an Orc war party. They held him for several days with another captive, until Nevatar and the fellow captive escaped the war party and fled for Minas Tirith. They were followed pretty much the whole way, almost getting shot by the guardsmen of the city (as they mistook the two as the leaders of the war party).
The fellow captive, a resident of Minas Tirith, was reunited with her family, and Nevatar was given their thanks, and a fresh horse and supplies, mostly because the Orcs confiscated all of Nevatar's goods. Nevatar left soon after, and headed for Rohan, hoping to find some peace and quiet there. However, he won't find peace when he arrives....
Optional: N/A
Pets: His horse, Shadowbane
Companions: N/A
Family Descriptions: Father - Goldenreil (condition unknown), Mother - Telpëhilien (condition unknown), Brother - Sequile (deceased)
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NickLitYouAFlame
Title: Autumn RPF Awards - Best RPer
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Date Posted:
3/31/07 5:22pm
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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3/31/07 5:23pm (1 edits total)
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IC: Elender
Elender woke up suddenly. He looked around his room in the Inn. Elender lightly touched his sleeping wife and got up. He put on a tunic and breeches. Elender walked out of the Inn and looked up at the sky painted gray. He thought back upon the look of that city. The death and the bodies. Elender shuddered at the thought. He looked down slightly and saw a outlined figure on top of a hill. Elender silently walked up the hill. He came up behind the outline and found it was the Elven woman from the battle, Alarariel. He came up behind her and spoke quietly.
"Enjoying the sights Alatariel. Are you worried as well? The events in the happening are confusing me too. What's on your mind?"
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Tog
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Date Posted:
3/31/07 7:35pm
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RE: War of Middle Earth
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Twenty Miles North of Helms Deep-White Mountains
"Nogo, Why dont we take Helm's Deep? It cant have 50 or more gaurds gaurdin it. It would make a great castle, from there we can rule like kings!" A small goblin asked the large Nogo.
Nogo looked down on the goblin. "Exellent idea chap! Gather the goblins, well rain arrows down on em from the ravine walls!" Nogo said happily. It wasnt long before the 175 remaining goblins of Nogo's army crawled threw the mountains and passage ways that they built. It was five miles in that the treck got hard. Razor sharp rocks and mist, the steep cliffs made many goblins fall to the rocks, Nogo looked down at his remaining goblins, he had less then 100 now. He looked down the hill at a rohawn village, the smell of festival cooking reached their noses. The remaining goblins climbed down the now safe hill towards the festivale, the warriors of Rohan were nice and drunk, the goblins notched their bows and let their shafts fly towards the village.
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