Nightfall in Middle Earth

TearsoftheWorld

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(Yes, I got the name from the Blind Guardian album, so sue me ^_^)
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Open thread Races can be any of the Free Peoples, or even of the Forces of Sauron

Timeline: With the fall of Numenor, the remaining Dúnedain were forced to take up abode on the shores of Middle Earth. After the kingdoms of Arthedain, Cardolan, and Rhudaur fell, her people were forced to fend for themselves. Under their chieftain, Arahad I, trouble began to stir. For many years before, however, the Dúnedain had lived under a certain peace, for Sauron had not troubled them for many hundreds of years. But now his orcs had started to fill the Misty Mountains, and the peace was broken.

Name: Linaya Laeranir
Age: 89
Race: Human - Dúnedain
Height: 6'0
Hair: Black
Eyes: Grey-Blue

Equipment:
Longsword, Black Horned Shortbow, Forest Green Cloak, Fine Chain-mail, Soft Leather Gloves, Hunting Knife quiver and arrows

Appearance: Before you stands a tall and proud Dúnadan; raven black hair adorns her head and falls just above her shoulders. Her grey-blue eyes sparkle like stars and she has a politice smile on her fair face. Around her shoulders is a forest green cloak, underneath you find a breastplate of fine chain mail, a broad silver belt around her waist and a long hunting knife resting at her side. Fine chain mail leggings and a pair of black padded boots make up the rest of her raiment, and from the looks of her she's been out in the wild for a long while. Held in her hands she holds a longsword, and across her back is a black-horned shortbow.

Bio: Linaya is one of three children, and the oldest of the three. She had grown up in a relatively peaceful time, although there was a costant watch for signs of trouble. For the main part, trouble lay within the wilds of Middle Earth, from the annoying wolf packs, to the hidden dangers near Mordor. Growing up strong, she was taught how to defend herself, and she mastered both the sword and bow, as had many of the Dúnedain.

But Linaya is more of a dreamer than a fighter; and for many years she could be found wandering alone along the riverbanks, humming to herself as she imagined what life was like for the Dúnedain of Numenor. How she wished to have lived in that blissful time, before the Isle sank. But while she of calm mood, she has the fierce strength of her ancestors, and her anger, when stirred, will turn many aside.
 
Name: Banadin
Age: 34
Race: Human - Gondor
Height: 5'8"
Hair: black
Eyes: dark brown

Equipment: Broadsword, Half-plate, Tower shield, Blue cloak

Appearance: A well-built man on Gondor. His long hair hangs past his shoulders, and a few day's worth of stubble is visable on his face. His breast plate has the familiar emblem of the white tree emblazoned apon it. Attached to it, and hanging loosly down his back is a velvet blue cloak with a black fur trim. His half-plate arour is well crafted and well fitting, but shows the signs of battle through the small dents that have yet to be worked out of the metal. A wide leather belt hold the scabard for his broadsword, and strapped to his left arm is the traditional tower shield of the Gondor infantry. He look weary from constant battle, yet has a fire behind his eyes.

Bio: Born and raised in the White City of Minas Tirith, Banadin took training in the Gondor infantry in the ways of close combat. After his training was compleated, he took up a posting at Cair Andros - the island fortress on the northern boarder between Gondor and the Dead Marshes. There, he acted as guard against the ever more frequent attacks of the Enemy. Recently, he has been assigned to a small partol who have been sent off to search for Mordor comps
 
Ok here goes nothing then.............

Name: Arolas Ellasen

Age: 2569?

Race Elf -- Eves of Fangorn

Height: 5'11"

Hair: Blond almost white

Eyes: Blue-green

Equipment: Long bow, hunting knife, tree bark brown cloak and top and pants and knee high boots, Quiver and barbed arrows

Appearance: A graceful Elf with blond almost white hair that cascades down her back to end at the back of her thighs but is usually kept in a ponytail or braided to stay out of her way. Her blue-green eyes are ever watchful over the forest where she would rather be. What she wears as far as she is concerned defines who she is as she does not wear the finner clothes that her sisters and brother prefers. Her clothing is simple and convenient for her as she spends most of her time in the forest. From her cloak to her boots she prefers the bark brown color. Never found with anything more to arm herself with then her hunting knife and her long bow, with her long bow kept mostly in hand for quick defence if necessary.

Bio: She was born and raised in the Eves of Fangorn. Arolas has two older sisters and a brother, she being the youngest of the group and the most independent of them. To her parents dismay she had taken somewhat after her brother except in attitude. She learned her skill of the long bow from her brother only because she was persistent about it. Lately she has taken to hunting to hone her skills better.
 
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Fiddler

Name: Fiddler
Age: 26
Race: Human
Height: 5'10
Hair: Blonde, shoulder length
Eyes: Blue

Equipment: Dressed in leather armor that, although functional, seems to be made with comfort in mind more than resiliance. A fiddle slung over his back as if it were a sword and a flute strapped to his left upper arm as if it were a dagger, perhaps a commentary on the martial fitness of art. He does walk with a staff that he can use adequately as a weapon, though it is carved nicely and he would hate to risk ruining it. Soft leather gloves, a golden yellow cloak and a small medallion on a chain around his neck. A leather pack holds his few belongings, including a book, quill and ink. He carries a waterskin which is filled with anything but water as much as possible.

Appearance: Fiddler is a handsome young man with an energetic, friendly personality and a flair for the dramatic. He is a bard, a musician, a storyteller.

Bio: You can't be sure how much Fiddler tells you about himself and his past is real and how much is an extravagant story. Either he finds adventure and misadventure wherever he goes or he has an overactive imagination. Or both.
 
Mistress of Pai and sodalitas what race do you guys want to play? If you don't know I can suggest some.
 
Looking at the Bio's mine is Elf and sodalitas is human though not sure about the age thing on mine. I got the age from the lord of the rings cards.
 
Ok, I'm guessing here, but this is what I *think* Tears means

Elf, ok. But of where? Rivendell? Mirkwood? Perhaps a rare breed who hide in the Eves of Fangorn? Same for the man. From which land does he hail? Rohan? Gondor? Perhaps Rhun or Harad in the east? Maybe even one of the quiet villages in the lands west of the Isen?

Of course, I could be wrong, in which case, do tell me
 
I was picturing somewhere in Enedwaith, possibly Lond Daer, Tharbad or the Angle, though I'm not sure if they were abandoned during this timeline, I believe Tharbad was abandoned but not sure of the others, am open to suggestions.
 
And to the race issue above, the majority of Elves fall under these categories:

The Vanyar who dwell in Valinor
The Noldor
The Silvan Elves
The Sindarin Elves
 
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