Active Characters
Name: Aymar
Player: Inge Van den Wyngaert
(Elenluin@frodo.net)
Status: Alive
Age: 2936 (+/-82 years, but he doesn't look a day older than 45)
Gender: Male
Place of Birth: not known exactly
Background:
His father and mother are living in Imladris, but he almost never visits them.
His father was a greatly respected warrior in his youth but lost the use of his right leg
in the same battle where Arathorn II got killed. Frustrated that he hadn't been able to
save his lord he swore that his first born son would become the protector of Arathorn's
son.
Aymar had an exceptional military training, preparing him for what his father had meant
him to be. Aragorn, however, was somewhat older, and left Imladris when he was only a
boy. He stayed at Elrond's court until he was 17 and then left to join the Dunedain.
His life with them and his many wanderings alone (or with Aragorn) made him a solitary
man who never asked for help out of free will and he became extremely hard-hearted.
Soon he was an expert at sword fighting. He fulfilled his duty with honour, and they
became friends as time went by.
The last time he saw Aragorn was at the time of the council in Imladris. He wasn't at
the actual council, but he heard all the news afterwards from Aragorn and Elenluin
(sorry, couldn't help it ;-) ). First he felt embittered that even he, who had been
with him for such a long time couldn't join Aragorn at his quest, but later he could
bring up (some) understanding for his decision. In Aragorn's absence he and Halbarad
had guided their people, but there were too little of them to keep all the borders
safely guarded these days. Now he has come to Thranduil's camp as an emissary of the
Dunedain, to explain the situation and to warn him that they can no longer guarantee the
safety of the road or borders...
Alliances: Loyal only to Aragorn and the Dunedain
Magic?: None
Eyes: Brown
Hair: black, greying hair
Clothes: no visible armour, simple grey cloak, the only jewel he wears is
the silver brooch in the shape of a shining star, that all the Dunedain wear at their left
shoulder.
Race: Human
Weapon: Longbow, (but he doesn't have one with him right now) and sword are
his favourites.
Special Abilities: Good at everything a common Dunadan is good at plus
enormous knowledge of fighting techniques, weapons etc...
Name: Carisan Landthorne
Player: Liam Craven
(liamtheruiner@softhome.net)
Status: Alive
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Place of Birth: banks of the Anduin
Background:
He was born to a band of outlaws, and he grew up to lead those
outlaws, ravaging any who come too near their lair... he and his "Dire
Blades" were infamous... until they crossed Saruman. his men were
killed, and he lived only because of incredible luck, and a slight trick or
two. he fights orcs as a vigilante near the northern borders of Rohan...
Alliances: None really, if any, the Fellowship
Magic?: nopey
Eyes: a pleasant hazel
Hair: a rusty brown
Clothes: brown and green mostly. he has a brown cape and a pair of dark
green trousers, a mail shirt beneath a brown & green tunic, and a pair of hefty boots.
Race: human
Weapon: a pair of dirks, two swords : one short, one long. and a bow with
about forty arrows
Special Abilities: he is an acrobat, a master thief, and a charismatic
warrior. he is also very good at hunting and trapping, and a fair dancer, if you really
must know...
Name: Dyred Alwyrthar
Player: Blade
(Bakka@youareadork.com)
Status: Alive
Age:231
Gender: Male
Place of Birth: Mordor
Background:
Former servant of Sauron, he was once referred to as 'The dark elf'. Refused to burn down a
defenseless village and was punished to the point of nearly being killed. Barely escaped with
his life, he ended up out of danger, but was captured by Rivendell. He was healed and asked
questions about Sauron's intentions, which he gladly answered, slowly gained Elrond's trust
and was eventually let free. Has a serious vendetta towards Sauron, though still is a bit
dark.
Alliances : The fellowship
Magic?: Knows darker magic and fire
Eyes: Green, with a dark glow
Hair: long and silver
Clothes: Wears greyish armor with green cloth underneath. He also has a long
black cloak with hood, uses it hood to cover most of his face, usually only his lower cheeks
and mouth can be seen.
Race: Elf
Weapon: A broad sword
Special Abilities: Can read most ancient languages
Name: Ella Woodskin (not real last name, but good
enough)
Player: SingOut
(angelsea@care2.com)
Status: Alive
Age: roughly 1700 (extremely young for an ent! even the entings are no
less than 3000!)
Gender: Female
Place of Birth: Mirkwood
Background:
Born in Mirkwood to a vanished mother; not entirely ent, all father would say
was, "Well, got to do something to propagate our kind, you know; all entwives gone and
all, no one else rearing any entings. Thought I'd figure it out myself, and here you are,
so don't complain a bit!" Ella remained mostly in Mirkwood learning from her father,
eventually he became unawakened so she took over the job of tending to the forest.
Hearing that there was great trouble stirring and wishing to protect the woods, she chose
to go out into the world where the trouble was to learn of it that she may better make the
decision of how best to deal with it.
Alliances: Alliance with good or chaotic good, does not know about the
Fellowship at this point
Magic?: oh, general entish things such as speaking with trees.
nothing major.
Eyes: jungle green
Hair: looks like a mix between brown hair and green spanish moss
Clothes: none, save an occasional flower garland ;-)
Race: Ent
Weapon: Staff
Special Abilities: strength, hiding (due to lovely entish camo, you
know), tree-speak, entish type stuff
Name: Fánëfalma
Player: Kit (kit@redwall.net)
Status: Active
Age: Youngish for an elf
Gender: Female
Place of Birth: Rivendell
Background:
Fánëfalma was born to an inobscure family in Rivendell; in fact,
everything about her is rather inobscure and normal, much to her
annoyance. ^_^ Her name means "white wave" in Elven, and she
is certainly no more threatening than that which she is named for. Her
parents taught her a love for nature and an unusually pacifistic
(although not apathetic) view on life for an elf, although she has made
a vow that if ever she is needed in battle, she will arise to the
occasion. As soon as she was old enough to leave home, she did, and
began to wander, looking for a meaning in life and some way to
establish herself as more than ordinary.
Alliances: Good, although not allied with any specific
cause...yet. ^_^
Magic?: No, thanks, but it was a kind offer. ^_^ She
believes very much in leaving nature the way it is and fighting battles
the simple way, with swords and things.
Eyes: blueish grayish greenish. Hazel minus the brown,
yeh?
Hair: fair and flaxen, thank you.
Clothes: A longish tunic of soft, flexible greyish-jade-colored
material. It is worn over a shirt of light chain mail. Also a long dark
brown hooded cloak built to blend in with deep forests and sandals
laced up and secured just below the knee. She wears a small silver
coronet in her hair -- not to signify royalty, but just as a style
thing. It hold a single small oval jade in the center.
Weapon: Her quarterstaff, which doubles handily as a
walking stick, and her bow and arrow, which are rarely used. ^_^;;
Race: Elf to the core!
Special Abilities: Fánëfalma is a very gentle and
somewhat reclusive elf, although passionate about the things she
believes, and is able to talk her way out of nearly any situation. She
is skilled with animals and things such as hunting, tracking, and
navigation.
Name: Karla
Player: Lycoris (cocky_smiley@yahoo.com)
Status: Alive
Age: Somewhere between 16 and 20, not sure where.
Gender: Female
Place of Birth: She doesn't really know.
Background:
She is an orphan who, not knowing her parents, raised herself and learned how best to
survive.
Alliances : She allies herself with the one that benefits her most at that
time.
Magic?: She is capable of magic but doesn't know how to use it, and isn't
particularly interested in learning.
Eyes: Her eyes are blue, gray, green, or any of those colors with a
brownish tint; eyes changing color with her mood.
Hair: She has shoulder length blond hair.
Clothes: All her clothes are black, she has loose pants tucked into boots
that go half way up her lower leg. She has a loose, short-sleeved tunic that
goes 4 inches below a belt at her waist. She wears a gold medallion hidden
under her tunic. It has a wolf on one side, and an eagle on the other, this
is the one item that she doesn't know how she received, and the key to who
she is.
Race: She is a half elf, half human.
Weapon: At her waist she carries a thin, long broadsword which can easily be
handled in one hand, and she has a short dagger tucked into her boot. She
carries a medium length bow and a quiver of arrows.
Special Abilities: She is skilled in gymnastics, or tumbling as it would be
called in the time, and uses it often in fighting or just to show off. She
is also quite good with horses.
Name: Glorielin
Player: S. SinClaire
(glorielin@delightful.co.uk)
Status: Alive
Age: 120 yrs-very young for an elf
Gender: Female
Place of Birth:Lorien
Background:
Likes to travel around and see all she can of Middle Earth. Half Noldor, half Vanyar
Magic?: no, but when in a fight her enemy might think so.
Eyes: aquamarine
Hair: white blond
Clothes: When traveling leather leggings and a chainmail shirt. At
home or visiting favours light silvery gowns in spring and summer, black
trimmed with silver and moonstones if in a chillier place and cloaks pinned
at the shoulder quite a collection of pins and jewels she has because her
birth being looked at as a good omen. (This embarrasses her)
Race: Elf
Weapon: Long sword with intricate, jeweled hilt, a birth
gift from Lady Galadriel; rumoured to have been made by Feanor himself. Also
a dagger she wears strapped to her leg given to her by Glorfindel just
before this last journey to see her friends off at the Havens. Has not seen
a halfling yet. (More by chance than lack of traveling)
Special Abilities: ambidextrous-can fight with two long
swords. One has been foretold that she will find but she does not know this
yet. Very Far sighted and a bit of healing ability, though she has a lot to
learn.
Name: Marlon
Player: Lycoris (cocky_smiley@yahoo.com)
Status: Alive
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Place of Birth: Esgorath
Background:
Marlon was raised in Esgorath and as child was quite content, but then as he entered
youth, he found it dull. Finally, just entering his twenties he found it totally
unbearable. His parents, with the visit to nearby areas of certain dark riders,
thought it would be safer for him to go somewhere else. So they sent him to
family in Bree with a letter for them. Entering his freedom his first item
of business was using the letter for kindling. After this made his way down
into Mirkwood. Already taking full advantage of looking older than his age.
Alliances: He has no real alliance, but isn't about to ally with Sauron.
Magic: None
Eyes: Bluish gray
Hair: Sandy brown
Clothes: He wears a rough tunic of forest green, or sandy
white, depending, and brown loose fitting trousers, with black, knee-high,
boots
Race: Human
Weapon: A highly decorated bastard sword (an old family heirloom), nigh 4 feet
long, held on at the waist by a sword belt and a baldric.
Special Abilities: Extraordinary capability with the sword and exceptional
hand eye coordination and reflex speed.
Name: Theomer
Player: gahladriel
(eowyn@edsamail.com.ph)
Status: Alive
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Place of Birth: Eastmark in Rohan
Background:
Though a Rohirrim, his father was from a family of Numenorian healers and soldiers who
settled in Rohan near the Isen River and had lived with Eotheod warriors. As a result,
though he is a decent healer (as all the members in his family), his first priority
is being a Rider of Rohan, which he was trained to be almost all of his life. Because
his mother came from a close but separate branch of the royal family of Rohan while
his father's was among the oldest in Gondor, his clan is one of the most important in
Rohan and are loyal to the Kings of both Rohan and Gondor.
He was with Eomer's eored before Eomer tasked him to ask for Gandalf's
assistance in Rivendell. But with Gandalf gone with the Fellowship, Theomer was ashamed
and reluctant to return home.
Alliances: Fellowship but more specifically, Rohan and Gondor
Magic?: No
Eyes: Grey
Hair: Blonde
Race: Human
Clothes: White shirt underneath a light armor of Numenorian design, dark gray
trousers, travelling cloak
Weapon: Though trained to handle all kind of weapon (he should be, he's a
soldier) he prefers his sword. Has a dagger concealed somewhere for added protection
Special Abilities: Can use any kind of weapon. Trained to be a healer. Can
expertly handle horses (he's a Rohirrim!).