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  1. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

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    Whislt the battle at mount doom seemed sucessful, the Hobbit Frodo was corrupted by the ring, killing Gollum at the same time. The Hobbit was overwhelmed by the Nazgúl. But they did not kill him, instead encouraging him to follow them to the Black Tower, and hand it to Sauron. Be this the work of the ring, or Frodo's now-twisted mind is unkown, but reclaiming that ring is the only way to ensure the survival of Middle-Earth.
    Already the Elves have received the message, carried by the Eagles that witnessed the transformation, and the ones not already departed are returning to the strongholds of men to hold out against another possible attack from Mordor - their last parting gift, whether to the Grey Havens, or to the afterlife. The last rings the Dwarves possess have alerted them of the actions of the One, as they have studied theirs for years. Their last clans now mobilize for war, even rallying themselves to Forts of men that need rebuilding, their headquarters in the Rohan fortress of Helms Deep - where their member of the Fellowship blew the Hornburg to signal the end of the battle. Men, as the ones who are told to outlast the other races of Middle-Earth, now rally and send their most valuable and dangerous soldiers to the frontlines, one being an ageless Nazgúl - the first being ever transformed by a Morgul Blade - the forgotten Prince of Númenor, Lartimus Aravii: turned atop his steed Charcol, the second being to be turned by a Morgul Blade and now once more bearing his weight. Even being of Evil have joined the forces of good, as being bred for war, they may fight for the side that will cause the conflict to last the longest.
    Frodo is now being escorted by the nine Wringwraith to the tower of Barad-Dúr, and a selection of the battles survivors must attempt to either assassinate him, or rescue him. Either way, taking the ring back into the hands of good - be it to destroy instantly or await for a later chance. The Members of the Fellowship must turn to rally their races, and so it falls to you to perform this perilous task.

    This is your tale.

    CS:

    Character;
    Name:
    Race:
    Age:
    Gender:
    Rank:
    Type: (Archer, Warrior, Magician, Assassin, Scout, Troll etc)
    Personality;
    Attributes: (Something that defines your character)
    Quirks: (Something unusual or strange about your character)
    Habits: (Something your character does almost constantly, can be blank)
    Nerves: (A nervous reaction set off by something eg - twitch, hangs head, can be blank)
    Likes:
    Dislikes:
    Traits: (Something special about your character - calm in battle, mercyless etc)
    Skills: (Something your character can do that made him be chosen eg - master archer, tactician, know a near-impossible spell etc)
    Appearance;
    Height:
    Build: (Stocky, Muscular, Thin, Large etc)
    Features: (Something that makes you stand out eg - scar, hair/beard style/clothing etc)
    Clothing: (Note here, not above)
    Additional: (any bands/jewellrey, heirlooms/given jewellry in other please)
    Hair: (head and facial)
    Eyes: (Colour, type)
    Armament;
    Melee: (warriors can have 2 large, all can have 2 small, mages use staffs, ask me otherwise)
    Ranged: (Ranged weapon, Archer chooses arrows, mage chooses main spells warriors - spears, axes etc)
    Small: (A Knife or shortsword)
    Special: (Unique attack to your person, first some first serve - spell, blade move, multi-arrow etc)
    Other;
    Items: (not basics like water, backpack etc, but things special like Athelas or a potion)
    Specific Items: (Given jewellry - like Aragorns from Arwen - or family heirloom)
    Companion: (A 'familiar' or pet, like a horse, wolf or a tiny conjured balrog (mages only))
    Private matter: (if you are a prince of something like aragorn was, only to GM, other members wont find out, bull ill post mine)
    Bio: (your short life story, or just how you got into the selection, if evil, just say why you want to work for good, you will join selected later)

    Rules;
    1: GM's world is law.
    2: Respect TOS over anything.
    3: No swearing, darn and the like is fine.
    4: GM for plo/>/>
  2. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    GM Approved: ActRaise's CS

    CS:
    Character;
    Name: Jadin Sieg
    Race: Man
    Age: 50 years old
    Gender: Male
    Rank: Accomplished Wizard
    Type: Magician
    Personality;
    Attributes: Jadin is an experienced loremaster who has been seeking arcane power for the past thirty years now. As a result, he has keen foresight, easily sense danger and evil supernaturally, and can read indecipherable runes and writing even those much older than him can read. He possess magical abilities of weak to middling power to which he can wield frighteningly easily.
    Quirks: Jadin has a pupiless white eye and a black within black eye
    Habits: He has a habit of speaking with a Shire accent, despite being being a Man.
    Nerves: None Notable
    Likes: Jadin rather enjoys meats...
    Dislikes: Jadin finds pipeweed to be distasteful, despite the fact that he enjoys making patterns in the air with themwith them every once a in a long while.
    Traits: Jadin has an aura of peace around him. He can sense evilness.
    Skills: Jadin possesses magical power that allows him to master one single very powerful spell "lightning" able to use it at will, so far as he can tell. In addition, he has the power to use many weak and a few moderately strong spells quite often.
    Appearance;
    Height: 6'0
    Build: Jadin is thin and tall.
    Features: In addition to his eyes, Jadin has a hawk nose.
    Clothing: An ornate but simple purple robe.
    Additional: He possesses a magical saphire ring. (Described in Other)
    Hair: Black hair, no beard.
    Eyes: A pure black eye and a pure white eye of normal sizes.
    Armament;
    Melee: He possesses a magical staff capable of amplifying his weakest spells. In addition, his staff can be used to transform the energy of his spirit into a very powerful attack he can use once a day...
    Ranged: Varied Spells, mainly Lightning and his specials.
    Small: A curved dagger.
    Special: Spirit Bolt - This spell is similar to lightning bolt in appearance, but it is generally much more powerful and causes extreme damage to all evil creatures, also able to cause deafness, blindness or numbness in any evil creature that hears it. After using the Spirit Bolt (not the same as his staff) He is exhausted and only able to use his weak spells for an entire day.
    Other;
    Items: None
    Specific Items: Saphire Ring. A magical ring that has the power to summon a fire fly only seeable by the wearer. It is only a toy.
    Companion: A talking dove. The dove has an aura which allows its master to heal at a faster than normal rate.
    Bio:
    Jadin was born in a Hobbit shire, thinking he was born a giant. It was not until he reached full adult age that common sense finally hit him. He works for the Shire in the hopes that he can make its residents happy to see Frodo once again. Although Jadin never knew Frodo or Bilbo... he does know they are very important people.
  3. DarthCemeroX Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Mar 28, 2007
    star 4
    OOC: While I'm incredibly offended by what you've done to Frodo integrity, I admit it's an interesting expansion on the ring's power, expect a cs very soon. :D
  4. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    OOC: Reply to CemeroX - As i mentioned, Frodo can be redeemed if i get a good enough vote.


    GM Approved - DarthCemeroX's CS:

    Character;
    Name: Halmir (Unkown Family Name)
    Race: Man
    Age: 38
    Gender: Male
    Rank: Elven-Bred Ranger
    Type: Scout

    Personality;
    Attributes: Raised by the elves very keen senses. Skilled tracker and excellent melee fighter, as well as a fairly decent archer. Compassionate and selfless. Due to his upbringings he is not as easily swayed as most men. Polite, but in the midst of battle his will could contend with that of the Dark Lord himself, though he himself knows full well he could never match Sauron?s wrath.
    Habits: Bites his nails
    Likes: Nature, the warmth of the sun
    Dislikes: Dark places, the cold
    Traits: Level Headed, very intelligent, never loses his center in the heat of battle.
    Skills:Sword fighting, tracking, archery, horseman, stealth
    Appearance;
    Height: 6 1
    Build: Thin/Average
    Features: Light brown shoulder length hair. Only a light shadow, no strong facial hair.
    Clothing: Wears a leather Jerken, with chain mail under shirt. On his arms are two elven gauntlets each with a stone of protection placed in them.
    Additional: Two Elf Stone gauntlets, one ring given to him by his mother, an elvish ring of Protection.
    Eyes: Blue
    Armament;
    Melee: Two elven steel blades which he carries on his belt (about 36 inches each in length)
    Small: one short knife carried on the underside of his gauntlet
    Ranged: A basic elven bow and quiver
    Special: Arrows protection, graced with the three blessed elf stones of protection, his arrows can be used to ward off fell creatures.
    Other;
    Items: Lembas, Kingsfoil
    Specific Items: three elf stones of protection
    Companion: Horse named Kalmahr
    Bio:
    Born into middle earth as a Gondorian. However when news reached Minas Tirith of Sauron?s plans of attack. Halmir?s mother abandoned his father, a knight of Gondor?s white court, to bring him to a place of safety. She rode to the elven city of Rivendel, there she raised him in hopes one day Sauron?s evil would leave this earth. Many years later word reached the city of the siege that had just taken place in Minas Tirith. Though they were victorious, the will of Sauron was preserved in the ring. Taught by the elves Halmir was certain he would be called upon to aid the races of middle earth. He was sent under the orders of Elrond to ride east towards the growing threat, assured he would encounter a wise ally along the way.
  5. chanbill5390 Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Jul 12, 2007
    star 4
    Oi, long time no see, where you been? Anyway expect a CS soon, and by the way check out my new rpg, you might like it.
  6. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    OOC: hey channo, ive been Xboxing it lately, just got bored of it so i moved to here. Its like a haven this place, not changed but livelier than ever.

    GM:

    Can we please have some elves or Dwarves, as only men would be a bit large, I know I'm a Man, but ill make an Elf if I must. When we get more people, depending on the amount, I'll allow more than one character.

    Thank you.
  7. chanbill5390 Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Jul 12, 2007
    star 4
    I'm all over the elf idea. Just let me type up a sheet.
  8. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    GM Approved Cs - chanbill5390

    Character;
    Name: Elcalion Valarato
    Race: Elf
    Age: Lost track after 1,000
    Gender: Male
    Rank: Lord Advisor to Celeborn and Galadriel
    Type: Archer
    Personality;
    Attributes: Usually seen with a scroll, or a bow.
    Quirks: His eyes are pale like the moon, not the greys, blues, or greens of his fellows.
    Habits: He is always either in a library reading or out in a clearing honing his skill with a bow.
    Nerves: A slight darkening in his eyes whenever he hears the word 'orc'
    Likes: The moonlight, the stars, the sound of running waters, and most of all, crushing the forces of Sauron.
    Dislikes: The forces of Suaron and all other abominations in Middle-Earth
    Traits: The constant diplomat when it comes to disputes among allies, but when an orc, troll or any other abomination appears he is quick to slit it's throat, or shoot it square in the eyes.
    Skills: The ability to communicate with certain beasts/animals, master with a bow and light blades.
    Appearance;
    Height: 5'8"
    Build: Thin, but with lots of toned muscle.
    Features: Your typical drop dead gorgeous elven face.
    Clothing: Over a small cuirass of strong chainmail Elcalion wears the typical greys, browns and greens of his fellow Galadrim. He also wears somewhat loose-fitting slacks that allow him greater movement. On his feet are leather shoes, unlike most of his kindred he finds boots a little constricting.
    Additional: A single ring with a softly glowing emerald on it.
    Hair: Platinum blond hair that he lets flow down to his shoulders.
    Eyes: Rounded with very pale almost white irises.
    Armament;
    Melee: 2 small almost shortsword length blades.
    Ranged: A Lothlorien crafted Longbow with the same for arrows, the effective range itself being 400 yards
    Small: A side dagger with the word mordagnir or darkbane in the tounges of men engraved near the crossguard.
    Special: Multi-arrow and a very accurate dagger throw.
    Other;
    Items: Tends to carry multiple types of elven medicines on his person.
    Specific Items: The ring he wears was crafted by his father, an elf from Mirkwood, back from when it was still lush and green, hence the stone. Before his father was slain his father told him it held much of the old power of that once beautiful and wonderous realm.
    Companion: He has a falcon that he uses as a scout to go to where his own eyes cannot.
    Bio: Born to those elves who remained after the chaining of Melkor he was raised in the care of Galadriel and Celeborn of Lothlorien, a land most guarded and sacred to the Noldor. Growing up he was always a curious and inquisitive boy, going to the libraries and archives to study all he could about the world. When he came across tales of the war with Melkor and that against Sauron in the second age he knew that it would only be a matter of time before another great evil arose, he had noticed that history had a manner of repeating itself. He did not expect it to be the same evil his father had helped to slay in the second age. As he studied history in his youth he also studied the way of the bow and the shortsword. It wasn't long until he surpassed his mentors, indeed eventually teaching them better techniques and strategies to better defend Lorien. He was also one of the fastest with a blade, his blades a blur as they could easily take down an orc in the blink of an eye. At this time he discovered he had the ability to communicate with animals, the main one was a falcon that called itself Soronion, Elcalion instantly took him on as an ally and scout, to go where his eyes could not.

    Elcalion was eventually placed as an advisor to the court of Celeborn and Galadriel, wise beyond even his years they found his reason and decisions effective. This is also why when they discovered that the hobbit named Frodo Baggins had been captured and was being escorted to the Barad-dur, that he was selected to go with a company of several other beings from Arda to rescue, or if necessary, slay him and those that were bringing him to Sauron. This task he excepted, the elves could not hold back another wave the likes of the Last Alliance, they had gro
  9. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    GM Approved CS - WISE-JEDI12

    Character;
    Name: Caen
    Race: Human
    Age: 38
    Gender: Male
    Type: Scout
    Personality;
    Attributes: Unflappable, Quick-Witted, Intelligent, Has a courageous side when the moment calls for it, or it suits him but would prefer to sneak past something then fight it
    Habits: Rolls a coin through fingers when bored
    Likes: A good strong Dwarven Ale, Hobbit Pipe Weed, Stealing, Sleeping, and Fighting when the time comes
    Dislikes: Orcs, Goblins
    Traits: Has exceptional eyesight and handspeed
    Skills: Can steal anything, can sneak up on anything
    Appearance;
    Height: 5'8
    Build: He posesses an odd build for a scout he is stocky and decently muscled
    Features: Has a small diagonal scar under his left eye
    Clothing: Large hooded enchanted(helps him blend in with surroundings) grey cloak, black boots, grey pants, small enchanted chaimail vest(links dont clink when he walks), a black longsleeve shirt over it, and a brown belt
    Hair: Messy brown hair a mophead almost, and five O clock shadow
    Eyes: Has Central Heterochromia his eyes have a grey-blue iris with a greenish-yellow ring
    Armament;
    Melee: 2 Shortswords
    Ranged: Throwing Knives
    Small: Large Survival Knife
    Special: Can Throw up to eight knives at a time(one between each finger on each hand) and have them all accuratly hit seperate targets up to 10 meters away
    Other;
    Items: An unbreakable lockpick, 2 Athelas Potions
    Bio: Caen was born in Gondor to an exceptionally poor family. His dad served as a Ranger but was killed. His mom was crippled by a roving band of raiders while visiting a cousin in Rohan and as such she could not work. So at the age of 6 Caen learned to steal and the weird thing is even at six he was exceptionally good. So for 6 years he provided for his mom by stealing until she insisted he get an education with some money she had saved up from his stealing. Caen at first protested asking how would they eat without his stealing but his mom assured him she had found work. So every other day a scribe from the castle came down and taught Caen reading and writing at their small home. Everything was good until one day him mom never came home from "work." Caen asked around and found out she had been caught stealing and tried to escape even though she walked with a cane. Caen knowing the harshness of the dungeons knew he had little time to rescue her. He set up a job with a couple of his thief friends and they were successful but Caen was caught in the process.

    He spent 8 years in the Dungeons plotting his escape and honing his thieving skills stealing from passing by guards. Then once he thought he was ready he picked the head guards pocket stole the keys and escaped. He spent 2 days looking for his mom until he discovered she was long dead starved to death on the streets. With that knowledge he left Gondor and vowed never to come back. He spent the next 10 years roaming the world, he spent time in Lothlorien where he became a personal friend of Celeborn and served in their roving bands of elves where he honed his scouting skills. Then he spent time with the dwarf lords amusing them with his knife skills and became good friends with them, and it was them who forged him his unbreakable lockpick and chainmail vest. Then he visited Rivendell and fell in love with the beautiful scenery and decided to stay there for good to help him forget his sorrows. Elrond had suggested him for the first fellowship because of his "odd" skills though Gandalf rejected him because he distrusted him. Though now that the ring has been taken by the enemy Caen has been called upon to do what he does best and steal it back.
  10. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    OOC: right, once we get a couple new people, elves, dwarves, evil - whatever, then we can begin. Ask any friends you might have on this if you think they might be interested =)
  11. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    OOC: ok, i got 2 more cs' overnight, so once they've been tweaked, ill post them and we can begin. Thank you for your patience and time.
  12. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    I havent had replies of the two CS's. So im goinna ignore it.

    Can all members please post if they are here & ready.

    Thanks
  13. DarthCemeroX Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Mar 28, 2007
    star 4
    OOC' I think we should wait for the other two CS, a few more days won't kill anybody.
  14. WISE_JEDI12 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Feb 7, 2005
    star 2
    I'm ready but waiting can't hurt.
  15. chanbill5390 Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Jul 12, 2007
    star 4
    OOC: Standing at the ready sir.
  16. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    OOC: well i know u lot are here, and its not just that they hyavent responded with cs, its that they havent responded @ all. So...ill start latest next weekend.


    Edit: got 1 more cs, getting it sorted.
  17. ActRaiser Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    May 11, 2008
    star 1
  18. DarthCemeroX Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Mar 28, 2007
    star 4
  19. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    OOC: well that pm wasnt replied to either, so im going to start. If anyone wants to join during it, they are more than welcome.

    GM: Aragorn - Minas Tirith/Citadel Ring/Tower of Ecthelion Top Floor/Council of the Fellowship

    Aragorn looked at the assortment of men he had around him, the new fellowship, now the whole company had arrived yet, Mordor had already blockaded many roads, so travel may be slower for the furthest ones, but he had to think of the present. He looked again a the present group: three men and an elf, he turned to Faramir behind him "Where is Aravii?" he whispered, looking over to the Elf instantly, knowing that he will have heard that, and possible known who he was referring to. "He's on his way now, Berethor is trying to keep him a secret, but Aravii isn't having any of it" came the reply from the Ithillien Prince "Well tell Berethor to throw a large rug over him and push him" he said sarcastically, knowing the Wraith's traits well. He then turned again the the company "When the final member that we know is in reach gets here, I will breif you, we have no time to lose. He looked from Halmir, whose last name was known only by himself and Halmir, past the renowned wizard Jaden Sieg, in his unsual purple robes, finnaly landing his eyes on Caen, his most questioned member of the New Fellowship. This man has a shoruded past, for reasons that Aragorn new full-well being what he had been told aobut him by the Elves, including his last stop, Elcalion. He was about to make a mental assesment of Elcalion, when Lartimus walked through the door "You called" he spoke in the recognised Nazgúl way, tracing Aragorns look though the group "Are these the candidates?" he spoke, looking at Aragorn "No, these are the other members that have arrived so far" came the reply "I thought it was small, not quite as large as your party, Strider" he now turned to Faramir "Prince of Ithillien" he said, looking up and down Faramir "Guard it well, Prince" he now turned around to Elcalion "Told you you wouldn't miss our next meeting" he said, almost boastingly.
    Elcalion bowed to the Wraith and had an experssion on his face of a grin, only his mouth remained still. He returned to his seat as Aravii looked at Aragorn "Begin" he said, in a near-commanding tone. Aragorn sat as Berethor entered the room "You move fast when you want, ancient" he spoke to Lartimus "I dont wear your armour...or flesh" he said in a cold response, turning to Aragorn for the last time.
    "As you all know, Frodo has been corrupted by the ring at the end of his journey, Gollum is dead and Sam is no-where to be seen, but we beleive him alive as a result of hints from the remaining Palantir. Your mission is to retreive the ring, by taking Frodo or, as a last resort - leaving him, dead please" he paused for a moment, seemingly reflecting upon his last meeting of the Hobbit "I would very much like to speak to him again" he said at last "You will travel to Mordor via horseback, The battle of the Morannon is still ongoing, i pulled backfor this council alone, and I will return with you once it is over" he reasoned "Why not tell us on the way there, then?" came a reply from Caen, obviously becoming restless in this very formal room "Because, the eye cannot see inside these walls, elsewhere the Lord Sauron will know of our intent and kill Frodo intsantly, forsaking whatever reason he had before of sustaining his life" came a hissing rpely from the robed figure "Carry on, Strider" he finished. "Well, thats about it, take the ring, desroy it then and there or wait, we know that one of you can fight against its will better than even Frodo, and the rest of you have enough will to not attempt to take it from them, and Lartimus here is there to enforce that, as he has protected himself from the influence of the ring, unless touched by it for a prolonged period - this is why he will not be carrying it" Aragorn finished and stood, followed by the rest but the already-standing Nazgúl "I now end this council, good luck on your quest" he turned from the room and left.

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  20. chanbill5390 Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Jul 12, 2007
    star 4
    IC: Elcalion Valarato

    "Lord Elessar, a word if you will." Elcalion said as he walked over to the proud man that had held the council. "I fear you vastly underestimate the Dark One's power. It will be no mere march into the fields and wastes of Mordor, we are in need of more than just a sole magician to hold back the evil vapors of that land. Perhaps we can send word to the Grey Havens, tell Cirdan to contact the Valar, get their blessing, perhaps it will enough to guard our passage to Frodo." he said looking at his old comrade. He then looked into the east, the sky above the horizon was devoid of light, the very color that of a pure, oppressive black, with only a few shots of blood red from the spewing fires of Mount Doom.

    "I feel uneasy about all this, there is some other force that is waiting, waiting for it's chance to strike. How can we be sure that Sauron will not attack as soon as we leave the borders of this land, how can we assure that we won't be ambushed as soon as we pass through these safe borders?" he said his eyes glowing softly, the pale white color a complete contrast to the dark sky before him.

    TAG: Aragorn
  21. ActRaiser Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    May 11, 2008
    star 1
    "Are you sure Frodo has fallen to the Ring? Perhaps he is merely under a magical compulsion. I do not know of anything stronger than the Ring's influence, but perhaps he is merely not in control of his faculties." Jaden wondered what could "possess" such a being as Frodo to be corrupted. As dangerous as the Ring was, hobbits were seen as resilient against enchantments that affected the mind. Could a weaker, but more specialized spell work against such protected creatures as a halfling?

    Tag: anyone.
  22. DarthCemeroX Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Mar 28, 2007
    star 4
    OOC: Wasn't adressed in the post, I'll assume I can just handle myself for now. Hopefully this is in accord with the will of the GM.

    IC: Halmir

    (Boarders of Gondor,Amon Din)

    Halmir stood at the edge of the cliff gazing down the rockside to see the mighty white tower, barely rising about the scape of the mountains. He turned nd walked down the rocky slope to his horse Kalmahr which waited for him at the grassy foot of the rocky hill.
    His path was to the east. Assured by Lord Elrond himself, that he would encounter the others who set out from Minas Tirith.

    Halmir was given word that a small folk was seen along the Ephel Duath mountains. What may have been nothing greater than a whisper in the dark, a trap from the dark lord himself, Halmir had to try. He mounted his horse and wheeled about, he gave Kalmahr a kick light kick and he was off. As he made his way east from Amon Din he came to the great river. He trotted along the riverside searching for the bridge he was told about days ago by the rider he met in Druadan. All the information he was given had to be trusted, he could not risk skepticism in such close proximity to the black lands. He'd heard tales of the first fellowship, and their failure. It was now up to the chosen few who assembled in Minas Tirith to secure the ring. But what force could stand against the will of Sauron, when the ring lie so close to his reach. As he trotted along the riverside his eyes ran along the water. He could see floating corpses of orc and man alike, the battles that took place in Osgiliath were terrible and gruesome, Faramir himself was nearly slain himself in the battle.

    What was at once seen as the end of the war, merely acted to spread the disease of war. The sun was shrouded by the darkness Sauron filled the sky with. Orcs could roam freely about, Druadan was fair-teeming with Sauron's forces. Orcs in the masses could be handled, by the prince of shadow, the Witch King, the right hand of Sauron, was what truely filled Halmir with a displeasure in his heart.

    TAG: ANY
  23. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    OOC: ceremox? three men and an elf, them my Nazgúl joined, ur in the room, and if you read it, you are mentioned when Aragorn is looking around. Please read it all, Ceremo.

    IC: Aragorn /Ecthelion Top floor

    He listened to the elf's question "I would wish a blessing of the Valar, but the messenger would arrive too late, and timing is critical. The vapours of Mordor will not affect you for the time you are in there due to Gandalf and Jaden Sieg both using enchantments. Jaden in a local space as a shield and Gandalf as a 'blessing' type which will stay with you for at least a day" he then turned to Elcalion's second statement "Do not speak such words here, the mission must succeed. And there are no ambushes awaiting, we have the Citadel Guard patrolling our route, and reporting half-hourly. Berethor is going to break off and join them when we get to their temporary headquarters" he fihished and sat down, looking out of the window toward the east.

    Tag: Chan(please dont direct anything toward Aragorn, if you need anything, ask my character)

    IC: Lartimus Aravii/Ecthelion Tower Top floor

    Lartimus ignored the others, only listening to the one almost as darkly minded as himself "Do not trust the tales of the halfings, little is known of them. Even from what I have read. Most of the knowledge on them is stored in the mind of Gandalf, if he remembers it at all, having forgotten even his name after his change" Lartimus paused for a moment, breathing coarsely "And no other enchantments have been placed on the halfling, as the Eagles themselves witnessed the change, and it was no work of magic. It was the work of the ring" he glanced round the room once more, stopping on each of the figures in the room - and then turning at last to the Ranger, Halmir "So, Ranger. You were raised by the Elves. It is said that the Elves write everything in their knowledge, as a force of habit after thousands of years. Do not trust an Elf when he says that no-one will learn of something, as either by his tounge or the tounge of his quill, it will be learnt" he then turned to another topic "Ranger, how long have you stayed in the sanctuary of the Elves, they can turn a man from the path of war" he finnaly asked, returning to his screamy breathing.

    Tag: Halmir, others.
  24. DarthCemeroX Jedi Master

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    Mar 28, 2007
    star 4
    OOC: I read through the post and saw my name nowhere to be found. Maybe I missed it, in the future just bold the names, make it much easier than straining my eyes to fish through it. I'll repost in a bit.
  25. DarthCemeroX Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Mar 28, 2007
    star 4
    OOC: Is there really even a Nazgul in Middle earth named Lartimus, if not I'd really to know why there's a tenth and how he wasn't corrupted by the rings of men.
    IC: Halmir

    "So, Ranger. You were raised by the Elves. It is said that the Elves write everything in their knowledge, as a force of habit after thousands of years. Do not trust an Elf when he says that no-one will learn of something, as either by his tounge or the tounge of his quill, it will be learnt" he then turned to another topic "Ranger, how long have you stayed in the sanctuary of the Elves, they can turn a man from the path of war" he finnaly asked, returning to his screamy breathing.
    Halmir turned his gaze to the nazgul with an untrusting look in his eyes, " I am not of elf kin, so trust me should I say something may not be learnt.There are many shadows and stones under which no man, elf or free folk shall ever peer, there are many things that are meant to be lost." Halmir then approached Lartimus, uneasy of his presence, seldom was a Nazgul to be thought of as pleasant let alone an ally.

    " I was brought to the refuge of Rivendell when I was no taller than the very halflings we seek. You needn't worry about my taste for war, I dislike it all the same, I only fight to end them quicker. Never should man nor elf see war as a nessecary item" Halmir said as he observed the Nazgul. His robes held the mark of a Numenorian, the first of the great countries. However he also knew of the great falling and the greed that Numenor was felled by. And such a being was to lead the fellowship. "If one is not to trust an elf when they say something can not be learnt, then do not trust one of the Numenor when they say..." Halmir paused. He kept his final words to himself, it was not worth a further effort. He'd be at the accord of the Nazgul for now, however should the Nazgul be shattered again by the ring's malice, Halmir's blade should not be hindered in cutting it the very arm with which he holds it aloft.

    Tag: Lartimus, others
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