Ranger Rp Profile

[Ecthelion]

This is the Rp Profile for The Guild of The Rangers

[Ecthelion]

Name: Ecthelion II

Race: Man of Gondor

Age: 34

Sex: Male

Birth Place: Osgiliath

Family: Mother, Ellena and a sister, Alaina

Appearence: Tall, 6'6, scraggly brown hair down to shoulders, leather boots, usually seen in his grey cloak with cotton shirt and leather pants underneath except for large battles, dark grey eyes.

War Armor: Light plated iron armor on lower and upper body.

Weapon: Only one that he always has, it is a mighty Long Sword named Daegurth

History: Born and raised in Ithilien later left to hunt down a pack of orcs that killed his father when he was 20. He found them and slaughtered them all and vowed to protect all people from the evil things of Middle-Earth. Therefore he joined The Rangers at age 23, but only Nain Ironfoot knew he joined for Ecthelion wished to have it a secret. He now has joined with The Rangers in the battle against The Mornclaur Federation.

*EDIT* I forgot to put my place my born and family

[Mablung]

Name: Lolik
Creature: Man
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Place Born: The Lands of Gondor known as Ithilien
Looks: 6'3 Shoulder length brown hair with a goatee, piercing green eyes, and clad in the traditional garment of Rangers.
Weapons: Oaken bow with quiver full of arrows, Svenndarse an iron blade with ithilidin scrolling along it's blade, wooden shield, throwing knives hid up his sleeves, and a spear.
Mount: Thunderhoof
History: Born to a family of hunters in the Ithilien he grew up always on the trail of this animal or that animal so he learned the ways of tracking realtivly early. When the orc problem in the land started becoming that much worse than it had before they began to hunt the orcs so he learned the art of the sword and bow. After awhile however he grew weary of such a life and set off into the rest of the lands as a Ranger.
Personality: Withdrawn but very friendly and hospitable to most everyone that knows him.

[EverEve]

Name: EverEve Ainalosswen

Race: Elf

Weapons: Two Elven daggers, one long sword (Vulcan), bow and arrows

War Armour: Various pieces of leather armour, mail shirt, helmet, and tall, thick leather boots,

Appearance: Tall, fair skin, medium length blonde hair, deep brown eyes. Usually seen in forest colored shirts and tunics, a leather belt, riding pants, and worn leather boots. She almost always wears a thin, tough leather glove on her sword hand, seeing as she almost always carries a sword.

History: Abandoned at birth by her parents (so obviously she knows next to nothing of her lineage), she wandered the wilds for many years. All she has to remember her parents by is a necklace of mithril with a bright diamond-like stone, which she always wears. She was never raised by anyone in particular, prefering instead to be with nature, animals, and especially horses. Eve wandered about the wilds for many years, searching for adventure, or something, to cure that inner-restlessness that she had forever known. She found that cure once she picked up arms, and joined the Rangers.

Mounts: Mallana and Windrider. Mallana is a chestnut horse who is calm, willing, and with a good heart. He is not as fast, or agile as Windrider, but he has similar endurance, and is better for long quests or rides. Windrider is an excellent war-horse. He is supremely fast and agile. He is high-strung which serves him-well in battle. He has good endurance, but is usually not as good for long journeys and quests, as he stands out (he's light grey). He is a stallion of the wild.

Personality: She is a restless-spirit. Battle and dangerous quests and the like, are what she almost-constantly thinking about or wanting. Always she is battle-ready. Eve is fiercly loyal to her friends and companions, and is ever-willing to die for a cause she has sworn to uphold. She has a big sense of humor, but knows when to be serious. Eve tends to be sarcastic, but is very sympathetic to people or causes that are close to her heart.

[Goldberry344]

Name:Goldberry (nickname Goldie)

Age: 17

Gender: female

Weapons: long bow, long sword, daggers.

Items: She always wears a necklace of fine mithril chain with a ruby stone on it. it connects her to Tom and protects her from minor evils.

Magic: She has power exactly like that of Tom Bombadil, however, she does not have control over some of the more powerful beings in the forrest, as her powers have only a fraction of the potency of Tom's. She can negotiate with all trees, and if she is persistant she can persuade even the oldest to move, but it takes a lot of time, control and energy.

Family: Granddaughter of Tom Bombadil and Goldberry. Their son, Amroth, fell in love with a half-elven maiden named Lenora.

Birthplace: At the home of Tom and Goldberry

Home: When Goldberry isn't away, her home is at her grandparents'.

History: Goldberry's parents left her to the care of her grandparents when she was five. Tom taught her how to control her powers, and when she was 11 he sent her to be trained by the rangers. Fighting came as second nature to her, as did riding. when the rangers saw how natural she was, they accepted her as a warrior. At age 15 she completed her training, and her fellow rangers presented her with her horse as a gift. Soon afterwards she headed out looking for adventure and ended up helping her friend Elgee to find the Mirror of Galadrial. After that she heard of Heren Istarion and sought them for further training.

Animal: Goldie's horse is a dark black mare named Midnight Wings, it was a gift to her from her ranger companions when she completed her training

Abilities: Has v. good eyesight, though not as good as that of the elves. Can run for a long time without growing weary. is oddly compatable with horses, most horses obey her after just a day or less of knowing her.

Appearance: Long black hair that hangs wavy to her upper back, usually worn in a braid. she stands 5'4 and isusually wearing her riding clothes: sturdy brown trousers, a worn in white tunic and soft, tan boots. she wears archers arm and finger guards. She is energetic and carasmatic, out going but wary of strangers. she is a loyal friend and defends what she cares about to the death.

Personality: Goldie is very cheerful when she feels that she can trust, even mildly, the person she is interacting with. If she feels that she has even the slightest reason to doubt someone, she is not nearly as open. She is incredibly open and carefree with her friends. but she is ferocious, with out a trace of joviality in her, during battle. Though she grew up with the rangers, she held none of their formal behaviors to heart, and is incredibly casual, unless she need be formal. Her eyes sparkle with laughter on any given day, but she is also quick to anger and holds grudges for a long time.

in goldie's history it says she completed her training as a ranger. im gonna keep that, as as one of the "leaders" i should have finished training....

[goldmare]

Name: Goldmare Greenleaf
Age: 24
Race: Half elven, half Rohirrim
Gender: Female

Appearence: Medium height, slim build, lightly tanned skin, straight dark-gold hair going halfway down her back and tied most of the time in a ponytail, sea-blue eyes with a touch of green. Travels much of the time in a cloak of Lothlorien, given to her when she visited Caras Galadhon. Wears brown and forest green clothing suitable for the wilderness (tunic, riding pants, belt, and leather boots).

Weapons: Two daggers concealed in the legs of her boots, a hunting knife on her belt, a long sword named Swiftkill, bow and arrows of Mirkwood. All weapons are Elven made, and she is extremely skilled with them.

History: Daughter of Galwyn, Shield Maiden of Rohan, and Edelion of Rivendell. Her mother died when she was three and she has lived all her life in Rivendell, but has always longed for a more adventurous life. Her father taught her everything she knows, for he was and still is a great fighter, hunter, and tracker. With his blessing, she left Rivendell at the age of 18 and made her way to Rohan, where she became familiar with her mother's people and learned much about her family history. After exploring around Gondor and Rohan, she came north to Lothlorien and then to Mirkwood, visiting and making friends with the elves there. Soon afterwards, she made her way once again to Rivendell, became a Ranger at age 21, and has protected and defended the area ever since.

Steed: Chestnut mare with a white blaze and three white socks by the name of Darkmoon, is swift of foot and has great endurance. Descendent of the Mearas and formerly of Rohan.

Personality: Quiet and shy among strangers; bold, clever, and defiant among enemies; but to her friends she is daring and adventurous, fun-loving and a bit mischievous, and always has a sense of purpose about her. She retains a great knowledge of lore and history, and is continuously fighting for whatever just cause comes her way.

[Éomond]

Name: Éomond
Race: Men (Rohirrim)
Gender: Male
Age: 40
Birithplace: Edoras
Apperance: Tall, light-brown shoulder lenght hair, muscular, brown eyes.
Armor: Leather shirt, mail all over body, helm, gloves, gauntlets/wrist covers, boots, cloak.
Weapons: Spear, Long Sword (Calimmacil), Short bow and a quiver of arrows, long knife, shield.
Mount: Breroh, brown horse with a white spot on forehead, light-brown mane. Leather on fore-head and other parts of body, saddle.
Family: Son: Elfhorn, sister Éomyn, sister-son Eorilim. Rest of his family dead.

I'll add more later but I'm pretty tired right now so, more to come (hehe)

[Arathin]

Name:Arathin
Age:unknown
Hair:brown
Eyes:grey
Height:5'6"
Family:Half-brother was Aragorn Elessar II, High King of Gondor after the War of the Ring, other half-brother was Glorfindel of Rivendell. Father was Arathorn, Aragorn's father. Mother unknown.
History:She grew up in Rivendell and out in the Wild with the Dunedain Rangers of her brother Aragorn. After Aragorn took his place as ruler of Gondor, she took over the Dunedain for him. She now traveles the wild, her elven blood making her immortal.
Description:she wears a long dark green stained and worn Dunedain cloak. She is the picture image of a Dunedain from the time of Aragorn, pre-king. Her long brown hair falls down her back like a waterfall, and her eyes flash with an inner light.
Weapons:Long sword given her by Aragorn named Racko Umbar, Long bow and arrows given her by Glorfindel, daggers hidden in each boot.
Companions:Her dapple-grey stallion, Gildor, and her pets, regulare sized eagles.

[HobbitGirl]

Name: Fiara Romita

Age: 23

Race: Human (Breelander)

Gender: Female

Hometown: Archet near Bree

Appearance: Shoulder-blade length, wavy, light brown hair; olive green eyes; 5'2" in height; fair, freckled skin; strong build. Wears plain riding clothes and is not too fond of dresses. Always wears her worn-in leather boots and leather gloves without fingers.

Armor and Weapons: Broad sword named Triassa (Kachitish for Fearsome Wind); many throwing knives; mail shirt she wears under her clothes.

Mount: Vitase (Kachitish for morning), a fine white and tan mare that Fiara bought off a foolish farmer in Bree who didn't know how valuable the horse was and sold it to Fiara for cheap.

Pet: Fiara owns a dark brown rat with white spots that knows how to break dance. She hasn't decided on a name for him yet.

History: Fiara's parents disappeared from thier house in Archet one night, leaving a ten-year-old Fiara grieved and confused. Her parents were found two weeks after thier disappearance in the woods outside Chetwood with orc-arrows in thier backs. Fiara vowed to avenge her parent's death by finding and killing the orcs who murdered them. She has since recieved training from various people in her travels in the ways of the sword and knife and is quite an excellent fighter. Fiara knew that the chances of her finding the particular orcs that killed her parents were about a thousand to one, so she has settled her thirst for vengence by slaying every orc she ever sees.

Personality: Despite her troubled past, Fiara is a kind person. She is always ready to help those in need. Though she is quick to anger and stubborn about her beliefs, she will befriend anyone who needs a friend. Fiara is opinionated, honest, and frank. She's optimistic and usually somewhat energetic. She is very analytical and notices just about every detail she can about a person or place. Whenever she can't figure something out or things go beyond her control she gets very frustrated with herself. Fiara can be very competitive, especially if the contest involves dancing or doing the limbo. She loves a good party and nearly lives for dancing.

EDIT: Yay for the new and improved version!

[Thomas Baggins]

Name: Aravorn son of Aragorn.

Other names: Hobbit-name, Thomas Baggins. Dwarf-name, Gorbún strongaxe. Orc-name, Grishnar fangnash.

Age:116

Gender:Male

Race:Half elf/half man

Town of birth:Osgiliath

Current town:The Ranger fortress on Amon-Súl

Appearence:6'5" with dark brown hair, (sort of wavy and relaitively long). Dark blue eyes, and very tanned skin from living in the wild.

Clothes:Wears clothes very similar to Aragorn's except a few minor diference's of his own. These diferences are a black leather belt with a mithril clasp, black elven cloak, and a chain-mail vest that is hidden under his other clothes.

Weapons:The sword of Turin called Gurthang, an elven dagger, a small bow, and a spear.

Mount:Horse named Rohyrn, after his father's.

History:After living for 28 years in Osgiliath he left north to start life on his own. He went to Rohan for the first winter and met up with an elf who was to become his greatest friend, he then left for the Weather Hills in Arnor to be a Ranger and is one still.

Personality:Stern and fairly quiet, although talkative and kind when you get to know him. He wants to protect all helpless people and defend all in need of defending. He is also stuborn in his beliefs and when actually stirred to wrath can be furious.

[HLGStrider]

Name: Elgee i Nanar... Part Numenorean but mainly lesser blood of shorter people...

Height: short....

Age: around 17... she's stopped telling people...

Appearance: Long golden hair, brown kitten eyes, round face, small hands, not strong... pretty!

Wears dresses generally in light blue or whatever will blend in. Stole an Elvish cloak a long time ago.

Rides cats... Especially Badger who is black and white. These are large, fierce riding cats.

Personality: Kittenish, funny, kindhearted, but a little self centered. Smart but naive... and very loyal.

History: Raised in a small village where she learned many trades including healing. She is a story teller and a traveler.

Location: Wherever she really shouldn't be... wherever there is an audience... with cats.

More later perhaps.

[Dáin Ironfoot I]

Name: Kuri Ironbow

Age: 97

Race: Dwarf

Sex: Male

Location: Born in Erebor, but travels the North as a Ranger

Personality: Prefers to be by himself, but is very friendly and loyal. Has skill with ranged weaponry and woodworking, as well as tracking in the wild.

Appearance: Haggard and rugged, and clad in green. He had black beard which is unkept and often knotted. His cloak is of the same color as the forest, underneath is a sturdy brown leather jerkin, and loose britches. He wears two iron gauntlets and two iron kneecaps. His boots are of leather as well, and he has one iron crossbow mounted on each wrist, upon the gauntlets, and a quiver of bolts on each leg, upon the kneecaps.

Weapons: Two cast-iron crossbows, thicker than steel and harder than stone, which shoot bolts from quivers upon each leg. They do not go as far as a normal arrow, but each bolt is fitted with armor piercing heads that fly with much power. When forced to fight in close combat, he uses the crossbows on his wrists as both weapons and shields, as he uses them similar to katars or wrist claws.

History: Kuri's life is a tale of adventure and freedom. Originally born to Dain and Kilease Ironfoot of Erebor and the older brother of Zelak Thunderforge, but Zalek was expelled from Erebor for raising a Dragon. Kuri discovered that this was a false accusation, and left with his father to find Zalek. While traveling, Kuri and Dain were seperated in an ambush of Petty Dwarves. Kuri fled, hiding from the Petty Dwarves for many months. He wanders the northern wildlands, killing Orcs and protecting the good and the innnocent as he pleases. He came to the Rangers to offer his aid in time of need.

[Emowyn]

Name: Émowyn Ashstone

Age: Born in the year 1432 of the Third age at the death of the King of Gondor

Race: Silvan Wood Elf

Gender: Female

Birithplace: Halls of King Thranduil, Mirkwood

Family: Father;- Lord Émbyth, Mother;- Rhiwyn, Brother;- Émoduil

Weapon: The Athril- Brother sword of Glamdring made by elvish smiths. And Lóthendil - Elvish bow made from the wood of LothLorien and set with slithers of Mithril, The matching quiver contains no less than 17 arrows, each with silver heads engraved with an "L" rune. The tails' are sleek and narrow to give the most speed to each arrow.

History: Born in the underground halls of Mirkwood, Émowyn was raised within the trees of the wood elves. Before she had aged more than a year, her father, Lord Émbyth died in an alliance to Gondor and Rohan. It was then Émowyn and her brother Émoduil was taken under the fathership of King Thranduil of Mirkwood, where in Erebor, she became Elesselde meaning Elf-Child. Émowyn was raised learning all she could about archery, sword-play, crafting, music and ancient languages. At the age of 16 she rode out to Rivendell on her horse Elvealoth, where her mother now dwelt in the house of Elrond. From Rivendell, a fellowship of elves set out to Lorien where Émowyn was then to stay. She then was taught the art of boating, cavery and more. From then on she did not leave LothLorien but only to ride with Elvealoth to Mirkwood. Many years later, the elven Lady left LothLorien and trained as a Ranger, her elvish abilities aided her and she learnt fast. Once her training was complete she returned to the halls of Thranduil where she then dwelt as the Lady Elesselde.

Appearance: 5'5" slender and graceful as are her kin. Émowyn's hair in long and free, ending at her lower back, and is the colour of pale blonde, light sunlight. It is usually worn in braids beside the ears and half pulled back over the head into a plat as is the fashion with elves. Her eyes are unusually dark but highlight and shimmer hazel in the lights. She is not renowned for her beauty but is still fair to behold, however she is quite plain when beside the Undomiel.

Clothing: (It is best to describe this in layers)
Layer1;- This is a soft, white, cotton dress, laced at the front like a simple corset. The sleeves are bound halfway above the elbow and then hang, split and trumpet like over her hands. There is simple embroidery across the bodice and around the neck. The hem line ends above the feet. As the Lady Elesselde, she wears a sleaker, more regal version of this with a Mithril studded belt.
Layer 2;- Over this simple garb in a second bodice made of dark brown leather. This has a wide neck and a fitted shape.
Layer 3;- To compleate this main outfit, Émowyn wears a thick sword belt in which hangs the Athril in its' leather and studded scabbard. She also wears a pair of ornaitly decorated wrist and hand guards, matching the style of that in the bodice. Over all of this is the ordinary cloak with can be found in Lorien held in a green and silver, leaf clasp. Émowyn also wears her quiver and bow over this cloak like that of the style of Legolas.
Other items which the archess may be clad, are simple boots and a leather pouch.

Armor: This is mainly the same as her normal attire only the dress is a shirt style and she wears green trousers. She wears armor over her arms, hips and lower legs but is mainly in a riding garb.

Mount: Alvealoth, A bay stalion with a fiery and wild nature but calm and soft towards the gentle nature of the elf kin. He was a gift to Émowyn as a colt from the King of Rohan, who had been good friends with her Father, Lord Émbyth.

Other: Émowyn has only one sibling that we know of, that is Émoduil, Her brother, also Silvan elf kin but his love for horses means that he rides in Rohan for the best part of the ages.

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[Angoreth]

Name:Angoreth Silver leaf

Age:147

Gender:Female

Race: Brown wood elf

Birth place: Deep in mirkwood

Location: Where her feet take her

Family: Father-Dragon slayer of the north,Mother-warrior of the south, Eldest sister- watcher over the seas, two younger sisters-infents.

Weapons: Sword- Valdar,two daggers, cross bow,bow and arrow,and a glass ring that burns whn it touches orc flesh. All are Elven made.

History:born deep in mirkwood unable to live in the elven city, I
found MY way around tracking and being tought how to handle almost every typ of weapon.When turnig the age of seventeen I
left home to find my place in the world,after finding myplace in a well kept city, I deciced to return home. when my destination was complet I found a burnt down cottage with my family inside, the babys excapt, but to whereI do not know.

Appearance: 5'1, Slender Gold hair,fair conplextion, silver eye's(look a glowesh blue at night).soft skin. Top cover-A mithril vest under silk shirt, elvish coat over both, pants- brown leather pants,
Boots-light brown leather.

Armor: none,likes to feel the wind on her body.

mount: Carnage-A white mustang with shangy hair around it's ankles. A sweet and tender touch, but gets upset when she see's her master getting messed with, loves watching battles(mostly being in them). And has a great respect for her master(as does her master for her).

Maybe more later.

[Legolaschick]

Name- Eriathiel

Age-??

Gender-female

Race- Silvan wood Elf

Birth Place-Mirkwood

Location-not sure

Family-Father-Hundu Mother fawn and 2 little brothers

Wepons-Golden Bow and Silver arrows, also a sword the sword has a gem that is silky purple and it glows a pale white when orcs are near and a green when goblins are near and it glows red when dragons are near and glows a blue when some one is sneaking up behind you.

History- born and rasied in Mirkwood. Wondering place to place aways to return home. Can handle any wepon. Love her bow and arrows

Appearance- 5' 7 Light long blond hair worn in braded pigtales, fair skin,Light blue eyes Light brown boots, Leather pants, Silk shirt under a light leather vest.

Armor- Light chain mail-elven made

Mount-Light chestnut brown, kind yet wild sprit(like her master) Loves to run free in the woods or in the plains.

[aDaHe]

ok my rp isn't there but it is now.

Name: Adahe

Race: Dúnedain

Age: 78

Height: 8ft 5"

Sex:Male

Birthplace: Rivendell

Official Titles:None, except that of a Ranger

Occupations: Various, as he travels, but generally a general of War or something.

Family: His Father is Arandir, lived to a good age of 134. His mother is Morwhen and Died during the Long Winter in the land of Rohan, 96. He lived with neither after the age of 14 as he spent much of his time with the sons of Elrond and under his care.

History: Has spent the last 64 years in the service of Gondor, Rohan, Elrond and also the Lady of the Wood under the name of Turin.

Appearance: Fair with Dark Hair and favours a Beard to hid his face. Unlike others of the Dúnedain he has no Kingly features. His face is scouered with the wounds of battle. His body is an envisionment of hidden power and contains a strength unrivaled in battle(which he usually does on his own). Of a strong medium build with a great height, he has a great deal of flexibility in his upper body. He has however a slight limp in his left foot when a troll stood on it.

Weapons: Carries a Elven Long Bow - a gift from the Lady of Lorien after he broke his own in a defense of the Wood aganist a force of WereWolves. His Sword was a heirloom of the 2nd Age in Númenor, that was passed down from father to son. Its name is Andúrant. A Knife of Westernesse and when he rides a spear is ever near his hand.

Clothing: A Cloak that was made by the Elven People of Lorien for his father. He also wear clothing of the finest linen, but over the years it is as crabby as he is.

Armour: Mail of Mithril. No Helm and carries a buckler on his back aswell and leg and arm sheilds that he does not wear except in battle.

Personality: Likes to be alone. Once inside of his outer shell he is a real Gentleman. Loves to be in the lands of the Elves and has taken much of their personality to be his own (Noble and Fair).
He does have a hate of Sauron and Orcs to rival even the fellest of the Eldar. The blood of Huor, Hurins brother runs through his veins and at times a fell spirt sometimes will possess him and he will carry out reckless deeds in his Wrath.
He has integrity and honestly that even in the most fell of disguses shines through his eyes.
He once was happy with the love of his childhood, but at the age of 36 a small group of mountain trolls came and destroyed his village and only a few surrvied ( thats where he got his limp).

[The_Swordmaster]

Name: Grandlyon Grunsrock

Race: Dwarf

Age: 219

Height 4' 6"

Gender: Male

Born: Moria

Home: Now lives in the Loney Mountain

Family: Father Drunglylon died mining in Moria by a Balrog. His Mother died by a Goblin ambush. He has no brothers and sisters.

Weapons: One long axe. And two smaller axes that he can use at the same time. He can also carry if he wants double sided axes that he can throw for a distance attack.

Armour: A mail of Mithril made in Moria. That is all he has to remember his father by. He wears a helmet made of iron. He wears boots made of iron. And various iron around his body.

Clothing: Above his armour he wears a black cloak with the hammer, anvil and the seven stars sign of Moria in red. In honour of his family he has this on and will not take it off. His shirt above his armour is red. He has black pants.

Apperence: He looks like an average dwarf with a beard of brownish-red. He has many scapes and cuts on his face and arms.

History: He lived in Moria until it was evacuated. After that he and his mom were by themselves looking for food to survive. After the goblin ambush that took his mom's life, he chased the group down and killed them all. Then he attacked goblin citys to revenge his mother who he loved dearly. He's been doing that till he heard the news about the battle of the five armies. Then he traveled to the lonly mountain and lived there ever since.

Pony: His pony his named Drunglyon after his father. He is brown with a black hair above his hed. They met while Grandlyon was traveling to an goblin camp. They been good friends ever since.

[Elf-Archer755]

Name-Morlithion

Race-Elf

Gender-Male

Age-2,594

Birthplace-Lothlorien

Family-His mother lives in Lothlorien and his father dissapeared

Home-Caras Galadhon

Animals-Starmane(horse) and Vingil(messenger bird)

Weapons-Morlithion has a wide arsenal of weapons in his possesion. The most common weapon for him is his bow. Given to him by the Lord and Lady of Caras Galadhon, he uses the Bow of the Galadhrim well. He also has a long sword called Angstar(which glows firey red when danger is near). It is an Elvish sword used by an Elf named Gawerty in The Fall of Gondolin. He also has a long dagger that is stained with orc blood.

Items-He has an Elvish cloak of Lorien in his possesion and a horn with the mark of Lorien

Appearence-He has dark blue eyes and long golden hair. He is about 5'11 in height and weighs 125 lbs.
Personality-He is bold and brave. He is a fearless leader and will kill orcs without even thinking twice about it. He has a liking of Men and Dwarves. He and his brother Elfa are best friends(and twins).

History-He was born in Lorien, but he traveled a lot. He was given his sword(Angstar) just before his father dissapeared. He was in Mirkwood when The Battle of Five Armies erupted, and he marched to Erebor with them. He also snuck into Helm's Deep unnoticed and cloaked, and fought bravely. He then went with his friend Tanroth to Minas Tirith to help defend the city. He then marched to the Black Gate for one final confrontation with the armies of Sauron. The Ring was destroyed, and Sauron's reign ended. But one of Sauron's chief Lietentants, Gurthang , lived. And at his fortress, Sardonium, he conducted evil to destroy Men, Elves(that didn't leave Middle-earth), and Dwarves. Gurthang was killed by Tanroth, and Nilmorgul(Dark Elf, brother of Morlithion) was killed by Morlithion in The Siege of Sardonium.

[CelebrianTiwele]

Name- Celebrian Tiwele
Race- Elf
Gender- Female
Age- 2,150 years
Birthplace- Greenwood
Family- Her father was a close adviser to King Thranduil. Her mother also resided in Greenwood. Both of her parents have since passed into the west. She resides in Arda to further gain knowledge of the world.
Home- She once called Greenwood home but she normally travels abroad, seeking to destroy evil.
Language- She speaks high Elven and Westron.
Occupation- archer, Ranger
Animal- Celebrian rides a dark chestnut mare named Eldalote. She has the ability to ride swiftly for long periods of time. She is a descendant of the great horses of Rohan.
Abilities- She has the ability to see extremely far. She can remain unnoticed when she wishes.
Weapons- Short bow, arrows kept in slender quiver, small knife forged long ago in the mines of Moria.
Items- A beautiful necklace with golden leaves surrounding a white gem given to her by her father.
Appearance- She is tall and slender with shoulder length blonde hair that is usually pulled back. She has soft blue eyes that tell of long years. She dresses in the garb of the Elven men when she rides abroad, but will wear long dresses when feasting. She carries her bow with her everywhere, and is never parted from her dwarf-forged knife.
Personality- Though she seems aloof and impersonal when first met, her friends are friends for life. She opens up and becomes quite friendly when she wants to. She can have a sense of humor, but it is rare. She will take charge when needed, but will also follow.
History- After being born in Greenwood, she was raised there in the ways and customs of that people. Although her father was a close adviser to Thranduil, she did not enjoy the feasts and parties of the court. She instead desired to go abroad and learn of other lands. She became a Ranger and has traveled many places.

[Dimatron]

Name : Dimatron
Age : 99 (Looks 30)
Gender : male
Race : Man (Though Grandfather was an Elf of Mirkwood)
2 m tall , short blonde hair ,blue eyes, swallow tatoo on the inside of left wrist. Always clad in black.

Weapons: Very long sword givven to him by the woodelves
Dagger of Beorn

Skills: Outstanding tracker,swordsman and rider skills. Knows most of Middle Earth very well.
Fluent in the high language of Quenya. Knows some basic magic.

Story :
Born near Edoras in Rohan. Mother Jillian Tirosiel (half Elf) died at birth.
Father Konstantion ( Rohhirim, second cousin of Theoden King ) abandoned him 3 days after birth.
Lived with his Granfather (woodelf) in the forest of Lorien.
He taught Dimatron the Elvish language Quenya,small tricks with water
and gave him long, slow-ageing life. He gave him the swallow tatoo on wrist.
When he was 15 years old , his granfather wandered to the Ephel Duath and
and was never seen again.
After that,he left Lorien and wandered through Middle Earth,
learning,finding,exploring .
He has lived with Beorn,Edoras and with the Woodelves of Mirkwood.
The latter gave him his sword named Duanath and taught him all Tracker secrets.
He was a Rider of Rohan for a few years and was in the Battle of the Pelennor Fields. (He actualy saw Merry get on "Eowyns" horse during the muster)
When he reached the age of 37 , in Winter, on the way to Argonath he was
attacked by an old man, who he killed after a long dual.
When the old man was dead , Dimatron noticed a tatto of a swallow on his left
wrist. Identical to his. The old man was his father.

[elfgirl]

Name: Avari

Creature: I am of the race of the Sindar elves.

Gender: Female

Age:1872, by Shire reckoning.

Birthplace: Imladris, although I spent a period of time in Lothlorien. I travel a lot.

Family: My father is very mysterious, even to his family. He has seen many wars, and fought many foes, and I have seen him rarely. My mother is dead. My sister is dead. I do not know about my brother.

Home: I have none, want none, need none. I travel. I go throughout lands, fighting in the name of good. I hope to eventually have a place I can call home, yet now is not that time, so you may see me, riding alongside you in battle, someday.

Language: I speak many languages.

Occupation: I am a fighter, a warrior of untold strength.

Animal: A very plain, light brown horse.

Magic: I have no magic, and I need none. I can survive on my wit alone.

Abilities: Quikness, agility, speed, light-footedness. Charisma. I can disappear with the help of my camouflage training, when and where I want, and I can avoid being seen.

Weapons: I have a set of rather nice bow and arrows, a pair of double knives with ivory sheaths, and a sword. I also have about four hidden daggers which I always carry on me.

Items: I carry on my belt a number of sacks. Some have remedies for wounds, others have poison for enemies. I have no earings, or bracelets, but I do have a necklace given to me by Maeglin. It is a seashell carved in the shape of a butterfly, with a leather strip holding it tightly on my neck.

Appearance: You will usually see me wearing a green, blue, brown, or gray cloak. I do not tie my hair (which is a beautiful light blonde) unless I am going into battle, or training for it. I have light blue eyes.

Personality: I can be flexible and calm, I am always open-minded, yet I can also be dangerous and irrational. I am fairly intelligent, and I learn pretty quickly, because when I want to learn, I don’t screw around with paper airplanes & childish arguments. I am pretty young, and I am open to new ideas. I can usually settle arguments pretty quickly, and for how young I am, I can be amazingly serious, and mature.

History: As you get to know me, you will begin to know my history. Let’s just say that I have a very depressing history.

Height: 5’ 9”

Weight: 108 lbs.

Armor: My strength.

[Neothen]

Name: Diomedese Mallin (Dio)

Age: 40

Weapons: A sword with saw like serrations near the hilt. A knife in each boot, a short curved sword on his back. Three throwing knives on his belt.

Race: Wizard (Isn't as powerful as expected, rarely uses magic.)

Apearance: Light brown hair that is greying near the ears. Deep blue eyes, that see like a humans. He wears a longsleeve Valmorian stone-back ogre leather shirt. As strong as steel, but he can move better. He wears a blue vestment over that and a traveling cloak over that.

History: Born and raised in Doroth, taught by Methrer Madoc with the sword. Went through many years of training in the Academy. Married and had three children, one set of twins and an older son (All Boys). Became Colonel of the Dorinian army and led a small group of men called the "Cloaked Knights". He Eventually resigned and now looks for a job to protect the weak.

Abilities: Learned the art of the sword the bow and the spear, but has a hard time using axe weapons. The Mallin family has a history of being able to use levitation without much strain. Diomedese is very stealthy and quiet, but his acrobatic abilities have decreased over the years.

Personality: Likes to have an ingaging conversation with people, except when in tight situations. Can stay cool and collected in any situation. Hates conceited people and others who treat him differently for being a Colonel. He likes to have tea like his father and has an aquired interest in techniques of the sword.

Height: 5,11

Weight: 185 lbs.

[Silven Assassin]

Name: Farmir
Race: Half-Elven of Rohan
Age:22
Sex: Male
Appearance: 5'8"; strong, but very thin; shoulder-length blonde hair; long, narrow face; high prominent cheekbones; deep-set, pale yellow eyes. First glance gives the impression of youthful ill-health, but is very misleading.
Weapons: adept with the spear and short sword. If need arises, I can use the bow or long sword. I always keep at least three long knives.
Garb: close-fitting cloth pants of a brown color; a loose, white tunic over a mail shirt; the helm of a Rider of the Mark; leather gauntlets imprinted with twin horse heads; usually wears a mask to cover my Elven features; tall leather boots.
History: My mother Luiana, an Elf of Rivendell, died along with my baby brother during labor. My father joined the Riders of Rohan after her death, when I was twelve years old. A year later he was killed in combat when a party of orcs were trespassing in the Mark. I joined the Riders, hoping to avenge my father's death. Personality: Always ready for adventure, I am brave, but keep to myself when I feel the need. I am relentless when I make up my mind, and have free but hard will. My weaknesses are hot weather, peer pressure, immense carnage, money, and bloodlust. My strengths are integrity, cold weather, being alone, easy kills, the night or darkness. I cannot read or write, but am very skilled in music and storytelling.

[True_Twilight_]

Name: Dai'Shan (meaning Battle Lord)

Race: Half Elf. Half Man

Age: younger than most imagine

Apperance: 6'3" : broad shoulders, slim, Black hair, fist glance a skinny boy second glance an unknown with broad shoulders and a strong self.

Weapons: Sword (Callandor) The Sword that is not A sword and only the true heir can wield it. Also a long bow that pierce armor.
A hidden knife that is last resort .

Garb: cadin'sor. coat and breeches in browns and grays that fade into rock or shawdow, along with soft, laced knee high boots. Can blend into any environment except snow.


History: Father the former elven King of Malkier The land far beyond Middle- Earth he was born on the fields of Rohan and became to love horses and the sword and soon met up with the off sprig of Shawdow fax. Was killed by a group of humans whom he had defeated single handly ( the odds over were 500 to 1).. Mother from the race of man the fairest and beautifulist (sp*) women in all of the lands for beyond middle earth and was brave leader of battle soon after she married Logain she created a warrior society for women Far Dareis Mai (meaning madiens of the spear)
she was killed in fight where her society turned on her because they thought she betrayed them when they found out she had not betrayed them they all killed themselves in the slowest way they could think. When i was born i was taught the way of the sword from the cradle from the 12 best arms men from my fathers land. At the age of twelve i started to avenge all the deaths of my race with the offspring of shawdowfaxes offspring. we were the golden of thirteen. soon me teachers were killed off one by one and now i avenge their deaths to the.

Lan (who was much like my father)
and my 11 brothers

[Captain]

I am a Ranger, but my name is undisclosed. Folk call me Captain. I do not wish to give much information of myself, for it can fall into Black hands...