Wanderer Lost Profile thread

[AraCelebEarwen]

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[AraCelebEarwen]

Name: Lenora
Age: Looks to be in her twenties
Race: Half-blood
'Rank': Wanderer

Appearance: Her looks came from her mother and her height from her father. Standing at just under six feet, she possesses a strong, thin build. When not tied back in a tight braid, her long brown hair falls in soft waves to about her waste and sparks of color glisten along it’s full length when touched by sunlight. Deep brown eyes are speckled with gold; a strong gaze, it can be hard to pull away when she wants to keep your attention. Fair skinned and lightly tanned; she has only one visible scar and that is across her lower right arm.

Dress/clothes: One simply can’t run well in a skirt, this is why she prefers a pair of soft trousers with a long blue sash tied at her waist. A slightly lose, sleeveless top is warn under a large long sleeved shirt. Soft leather boots, a shoulder pack and a small, teardrop shaped charm kept on a silver chain around her neck (nothing fancy about it, it’s just a trinket) finish off her normal outfit.

Personality: A sweet face but a hardened heart, she may have a since of humor and a quick smile but her eyes have held a cold shadow since a good man was killed because of something she did. Lenora only talks when she feels like it and can take her time to chose her words. Though cunning, she has made mistakes before, leading her to be cautious and even edgy at times, though she has many ways of acting and reacting. Finding it hard to forgive or forget, anger and even a longing for vengeance push her to think she can do things that may or may be be possible. Fierce in a fight and swift of foot, she has always been good at staying just out of sight and salving things for herself. Short tempered and only afraid of being seen as weak, she tries to lock away any pain and lean on her skill of acting.

Weapons: Like any good thief and wanderer, she always has a knife or dagger when she needs it. One is kept in her boot and one tucked into the sash at her waist, but others have been known to show up when least expected. Also at her side is a sword that was obtained from a unfortunate footman. (a drunk with a faster tongue then blade) She can use a bow or cross bow as well, but what she had was taken by her gang.

History: The child of a she elf and a human, Lenora spent many years in the land of her mother’s people. Time passed and the thirst for adventure grew stronger, finally bringing her to argue and fight with everything that she had been told. It had been hidden from her that she was not full elf and that is what pushed her at last to lose any trust she had had left in elves. Leaving everything behind her, Lenora found her way into the world and soon learned that making her own way would not be as easy as she had first thought. Toughening and hungry, she started to pull together a small gang of thieves and other wanderers, including one man who became more to her then just another member of her band. Things had gone well for some time, their pockets never too light and hunger was only short lived. It wasn’t all going well though. Having placed herself as leader, Lenora was the one to keep what peace there was and divide up any goods that had been brought in. This last was something she rather enjoyed; the coins and trinkets had a tempting appeal. Counting out the shares, she would , at times, carefully slip a coin from view. As she did not want to be cough, this soon led to raised tempers and fights, one of which left her with the scar on her lower arm. But it wasn’t tell after a rather good hall that things went very wrong.

((still playing with it but I wanted to have something to start with.))

[Wraithguard]

Name: Valèmos

Race: Haradrim

Age: 32

Weapons: A bone longbow, a very large, single edged scimitar, a halbard, and a razor blade that is secured to the fore-arm part of his right arm which stretches from his wrist to his elbow

Appearance: Dark blue and black desert clothing, fully covered with the exception of eyes and left hand. Sword is secured in the cloth belt, and halbard is strapped across back with axe-head on the left fairly well above his head and bottom of hilt nearly dragging the ground on right. His bow is also strapped on his back but with the tip on the right and bottom on left. Eyes are black.

Personality: Self-riteous and lacks any regard for the lives of others. Will not stop until he completes what he sets out to do no matter what the cost.

(Shall update at a later date... time... thing)

[Firawyn]

Name: Belgaer

Gender: Male

Race: Elven

Age: What does it matter, he’s immortal!

Appearance: Belgaer is 6’3” and 220 lbs. He has dark hair which he wears in the fashion of his people. He wears a ranger’s garb, a familiarity to him after spending many years with Aragorn, Son of Arathorn, working together in the wild before he was King.

Personality: Quiet, keeps to self, but very intelligent. Has a nack to be able to defuse a heated situation with his sarcastic humor.

Weapons: Belgaer uses an elegant long bow, the weapon of choice for his people. He also carries a dagger that was given to him by Tom Bombadil on his journey through the Forest of Buckland. His final weapon is his sword, Tharbad, named after the place he found it. He later found out that the sword had belonged to a Tharbadian Lord called Bolien, who son Tolien used it the great Orc attack in the Third Age.

Bio: Belgaer was born in the year 3300 of the second age. He grew up in Mirkwood, where he stayed until the Last Alliance of Elves and Men formed in 3430, at which pointed he joined the war. After the war was over, he spent many years wandering middle earth, until in the year 2944 when he settled in Imladris, at first met Estel, who would later be reviled as one Aragorn, Son of Arathorn. As a thirteen year old boy, Aragorn loved to hear stories of the wild from Belgaer, and of the Great War against Sauron. In 2946 he left Imladris and made for the little known place called Buckland. He had heard that the forest there contained some unexplained danger, and he wanted to explore. His efforts were not in vain, and after three months in the Old Forest, he met Tom Bombadil and spent many more years in the forest with him. In 2960 of the Third Age, Belgaer left Tom and the Forest behind, only taking a dagger Tom had given him to show any evidence of that part of his life. After more wandering, he returned to Imladris in Third Age 3014, where he reunited with Aragorn and began to journey with him. Belgaer aided Aragorn in his hunt for Gollum. In 3022, Belgaer again sought solitude, and his whereabouts were unknown until he came in search of his niece Lenora…


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Well I hope you all understand that. I had to make sure al the dates and stuff were 'correct' (research is fun when it's about Tolkien) :D . Anyway, there it is.

[Daranavo]

Name: Argent Fallan

Race: Human

Sex: Male

Age: 43


Appearance: Though he is getting on in years, he is still rather fit. He stands 6’ 1” tall and is mildly heavy at 230#. He has short, graying hair mixed with black and silver. He is rather tan and has a rather hard face and features. Now that he is retired, he prefers to wear softer clothing. A red tunic and brown pants with dark brown leather boots, belt, and gloves. He has a brown leather weapon belt strapped to his chest at an angle and behind his left shoulder hangs a broadsword. To his right hip set into his belt is a large, well worn hand axe.

Possessions: He owns a modest covered wagon and a team of quarter horses and tack. He tows behind the wagon the horse that bore him through his last remaining years as a soldier. A saddle-wise, strong, gray mare named Tilill.

Skills/Abilities/Personality: Argent is a decorated and a retired well trained soldier of Gondor. He has served with honor and distinction and lives a life with strong morals and has a good sense between right and wrong. Though he wanted a family, his duty as a soldier did not allow for one, however, he had always dreamed of having a wife and raising a fine son and daughter.

History/Background: TBD