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Name: Ecthelion
Race: Asrai
Gender: Male
Age: 445
Occupation: Vamp Hunter/Eternal guard

Appearance: Ecthelion has the grace and poise common to all Elves, although the warrior inside of him is made visible through his sharp, abrupt movements and the fire welling deep within his eyes. He is Tall with long white hair like the vergin snow at the beginning of winter hangs straight down below his shoulders and has very pale skin almost white in colour. His handsome face is pleasent to behold and makes him look younger than his years. His silvered armour reflected the gleam of his Saearath, the engraved metal sleek and refined, far better for fighting in than those steel boxes the humans were want for encasing themselves in. The cloths underneath as white as his hair. A silver helm sits encasing his head with a 'T' like gap revealing his eyes and down to his nose and mouth. (like the fella in me sig) A long white cloak flows from his shoulders down to his ankles

Weapons and Equipment: Ecthelions only weapon is his Saeareth with its shaft of pure white and twin blades of purest silver. Gathering things when he needs them he doesn't carry anything else with him.

Background: As a child Ecthelion was banished to the wild wood for a greavous crime to his kin. Afer many years he was forced to take refuge in a cave in the pine crags. Upon leaving the cave his destiny began as he emerges wearing a suit of ancient armour and brandishing a migical saearath. After that he left the wild wood returning to his people where he was inducted into the Eternal guard and soon rose through the ranks with his seemingly natural skill with his weapon and talents at guerilla and rank and file tactics he soon became a fabled champion. Many years later he was transported into the empire when he touched a migic stone hanging from a tree. Unable to get back Ecthelion tried to make his on way back but found he could only reach Loren not pass through the waystones surrounding it. One night while camping outside the forest Ecthelion had a vision of battle in many diffrent continents fighting many foes acompanied by many strange people. Upon waking he set off into the empire and began hiring himself out as a mercenary or joining groups of wandering travelers in hopes of completing a task he assumed the forest had set him till the day he is able to return.

Personality: Usually cheerful and always trying to bring out the best in his companions Ecthelion usually plays the protective and loyal guardian of the group. He will be the first to volunteer to stand watch while others sleep and is always trying to coax his companions into sing alongs. Though a stoic and vigelent fighter, refusing to give a yard on the defence and unrelentless on the attack Ecthelion often lends the sympethetic ear and comforts his companions aswell as joking with them when possible.

Lets get this thing in the air!

Name: Pephennas Morcú Hemorn (Without past, Black bow, Dark eye)
Race: Wood Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 720
Occupation: Waywatcher

Appearance: Morcú’s shape is tall and grunt. His face can only be described as hawkish, it is clean cut and slim, yet hard. His skin is almost pale and his face is zig zagged with scars. His hair is black and long, and gathered it in series of braids. Morcú’s face is cold, hard and aged, as if set in stone.
But his eyes…. They are emotionless as if he has no feelings. Both are ice cold blue and very piercing. The cold inhuman mix of hate and arrogance that they radiate chill you to the marrow. These eyes are the eyes of a killer. They are the eyes of a hawk. And yet, like many of his kind, his eyes burn with a fey fire.
He wear a long cloak hooded that somewhat seems to blend with the background, he also have a scarf in case he want to cover more of his face. Under this he wears a suit of armour woven from branches and under this a thin green shirt and pants of the same material.

Weapons and equipment: An elvish longbow made of some pitch black wood. (It’s a normal longbow, just good looking!) Two leaf shaped short swords in his belt (a bit like Sting). Two short knives hidden in his cloak. A coil of rope. A quire with about 80 black feathered arrows. A ring with a single black stone as ornamentation (Its not magical either in case you wondered!). A small flute made of the same black wood as the bow. And a water skin plus some food rations.

Personality: Having chosen the path of the lone wolf he is not a very social person. Morcú is silent, grim and unfriendly at best. He rarely speaks with anyone unless he has to. And when he does it’s often in a cold and almost aggressive manner. If he have a heart it is certainly as black as coal, or so one could be lead to believe.

Name: Nethsel Hithwen Ninael (Young daughter, the lady of the mist, tears of a pool)
Race: Wood Elf
Gender: Female
Age: 134
Occupation: Alter kindred/Tagalong of Morcú

Appearance: Her face is smooth and slim. The skin is light, yet not pale, and without any hint of scars or other marks. Flowing blond hair frame the face perfectly and there is something almost childish about it. Her left eye is blue, the right eye green, and both burned with an inner fire.
Her voice is special, a mild and soft voice, young and yet old, sad and yet happy, flowing like the river and gentle as the water mist that lies around the bottom of a waterfall.
She is clad in green and misty blue robes. She also wears a long green cloak with a hood, she also have a scarf in case she want to cover more of her face. When going to battle she wears a light chestplate of steel and a mail skirt made up of metal scales.
When in her animal form (She is of the Alter Kindred so she can shapeshift) she appear like a fox with shining white fur.

Weapons: A long sword made of imathril or some other very light metal, the handle is about the same length as a walking stick, the blade is ornamented with swirling patterns. (Just a… well special longsword, not magical whatsoever) A normal wood elf longbow. A short sword, like Morcú’s it’s shaped like a leaf. Light armour. A small necklace made of river stones. (Again not magical) A small bag filled with dried herbs and leafs.

Personality: Hithwen is young, happy, careless and friendly. She is very lively and also very enthusiastic to about everything that sounds like a challenge. She enjoys singing, dancing, climbing…. Actually she enjoy about everything that’s remotely fun. She also loves to play pranks, especially directed towards Morcú. In battle she is brave and skilled, but somewhat overconfident and very inexperienced.

Background: As his name suggest little is know of Pephennas Morcú (Pephennas is literally, no past) and his past. The only thing known is that he travelled to many distant places, and to some of the darkest parts of the forest, but his life where to be changed. One day entered a glade and found a young maiden sitting by the river Taenduin. She was sobbing softly and he watched her from the shadows. Morcú had never been the sentimental one, never had he felt remorse or pity. But this girl… there where something about her… And as he looked at her from the trees she started singing. Her voice where soft and gentle, yet it held a sorrow which stirred something deep inside Morcú. Her words spoke of sorrow, and it ended like this:

But in dreams
I can hear your name
And in dreams
We will meet again

The girl where cradling a body in her hands, her mothers body. Silently he had approached her and as he got close she had turned. Morcú would never forget her eyes in that hour. They where utterly pale grey, like the mist in the cold hours before dawn. What happened after this is unknown, for even Himloth, the only one to ever gain the trust of Morcú does not know. But since that day Hithwen have followed Morcú like a shadow. And where he is the calm, grim and emotionless hunter, she is the young, happy and careless girl.

OK so it's up and running, have fun but remember some people haven't been on the forum in a while so limit yourself to one or two nicely detailed paragraphs to give them a chance to get up to date.

You are basically heading down the forest path, discussing what has just happened

Name: Valois Bessette
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 52
Occupation: Vampire Hunter (ex-alchemist)
Appearance: Short, bespectacled, gaunt and frail. Shoulder length gray hair. Plain, brown coat and black boots. Slight stubble.
Weapons: Several vials of alchemist's fire, a short sword, a white hankerchief, a small sickle, an empty vial, and a small gourd of water.
Background: Valois used to live in a small country town, working as an alchemist. Some undead raised the town, and with nowhere else to go, he decided to become a vampire hunter.
Personality: Generally good natured, but wary of strangers.

I'm going to the theatre tonight so this will be my only gm post

Name: Lucia
Race: Human (from the Empire).
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Occupation: Vampire Hunter (Dancer/Singer/Waitress)

Appearance:
Long semi-braided light brown hair. Beautiful and slim. About 5' 5" in height. Green eyes.
Equipment:
One steel Nun-chucks (is that how they are spelt?). An 8 inches long steel dagger hidden inside right boot. A Steel Shortsword at her waist. A rather small crossbow and a number of bolts, the crossbow is often tied to her Backpack and the bolts in a pouch at her waist. Wears alot of brown Leather (kinda like a rock chick). Knee high boots Small backpack with the usual supplies for adventurers (water, food, bedroll etc).
Background:
Used to work in a low life bar until 3 years ago when her twin brother was killed by a Vampire for his blood, she hid and saw it all from a closet and vowed from that day to hunt down the one that killed her brother. She and her brother were orphaned and never knew their parents. She has an amazing voice (think Within Temptation singer).
Lucia gained her equipment mainly by raiding bandits or stealing from guard barracks. The crossbow is the most unsual design found on in a bandit camp in the past. Its small size and light weight makes it possible to fire with one hand and still be accurate, though short range it still packs a punch. She had taught herself how to use the nun-chucks after finding them in a caravan for a merchant, though exotic and strange for a weapon they provide excellent strikes that if skilled will be fast and strong. She often practices whenever the group stops for a rest.
She becomes very emotional and distraught if she has to talk about her brother. Lucia still mourns for her twin brother and is quick to anger and is rather withdrawn not allowing people to get too close to her.
Even though they were twins she always acted as the 'bigger sister' to him and protected him. She often has nightmares of her brother being a vampire and killing her for her own blood. This has led to many sleppless nights.
Often will sing to herself, its the only way she can be at peace with herself if only for a moment.

Sorry i can't think of much at the moment but if i come up with anything to add i will edit this post.

SDETT

The original spelling is Nunchaku.

Nunchaku? I have always known them as Nunchucks. Is it actually pronounced Nun-Cha-Ku? if so i will change it if not i will use Nunchucks (sounds better to me anyways :p ). Thanks.

SDETT

Yes, I belive its pronounced Nun Cha Ku in original Chinese. Can also find you the Chinese characters for it if you like (lol)

And please not that when I don't say otherwise both my characters speak elvish. So the humans won't acctualy understand. I could if you like write it all in Sindarin (I just got a Sindarin dictionary! Huzza!) But I guess thats pointless as no one would understand.

lmao yeah leave the sindarin alone. And just to clear up unless i state otherwise my char is speaking in the human tongue (was gonna say english lol)

Human tongue is Reikspiel, Which is closer to German then English I believe (lol)

Aye yes as i thought :uhhhh: btw silly valois isn't our destination its spoony's character lol

ah balls will have to change it. Cheers.

SDETT

lmao what a responce (lol) just to be clear I don't mind anybody using my character in their posts for interacting with etc. just nothing too degrading like striping off and streaking though some zombies :ph43r: just incase some1 needs a puppet for something :wink:

Come on guys a post a day at least :huh:

Yes sir! Finaly got some time (lol)

At ease soldier (lol) nice post but seriously what do we do in the meantime xD suppose we could sing a song... hopefully attract some baddies :happy:

Make a camp or something? :p

well I've been trying to decifer what you said between your chars atm lol and I got most of it (figured I should know since my char is supposed to speak elvish :wink: ) camping at a xroads is lame lol but might as well. :happy:

Doesn't Mellon mean friend in Tolkien elvish? Other than that i have no clue.

I have set Lucia on the edge of the camp, why not have us be attacked or something?

SDETT

There are around 20 ghouls

Sorry for the spellig etc. Am abit pissed so i'll osrt it in the morning :ph43r: (lol) :happy: :smile:

Name: Allarion
Race: Asrai
Gender: Male
Age: 211
Occupation: Eternal Guardsmen

Appearance: Lightish Brown hair, blue eyes, tall and slender like any elf.

Weapons and Equipment: Eternalguard bladestaff, a large and heavy broad bow, large arrows with thick tips, and a thin straight long sword.

Background: Allarion is the son of a highly esteemed noble in Athel Loren. His earliest memories are of him following his father on the campaign trail to push back the Beastmen on the northen part of the forest. His first battle experiences was when he was an infant watching his father making plans around a campfire. Once the campaign was complete they returned home to a southern part of the forest near the wildwood. Allarions father was always highly respected, and this pressured Allarion to pursue a war leader career like his father. After growing from his early years he spent his time training at the edges of the Wildwood. It was here that he often encountered lone Waywatchers, and he eventually became accustomed to their ways. While not having all the unique skills a waywatcher does, Allarion still learned the ways of a scout and stealth tactics. By encountering these waywatchers, it was also how he came into possession of his unique bow and arrows. It is a large and very strong bow. It is shorter ranged and less accurate, but the arrows are so large and the bow is so strong it almost ensures death with one hit. Even though Allarion is still an Eternal guardian, the influence from the Waywatchers encouraged him to pursue a nomadic life.

Personality: Allarion his young and he has a lot to learn. However, he is eager and very curious. He is cautious to take a leadership position, for he is fearful of being compared to his father.

"Tirio anum" means "Be carefull", litterialy its "Watch [out] for evil". "Mellon vuin nín" means my dearly beloved or so. Basicly Mellon can mean both friend and love, similar to what I believe they have in french.
I'll limit the elvish to only sentences and give expenations from now on :p

Ohh and now I didn't get Morcú's awsome arrival right... Damn I gotta be quicker :wink:

Yay I got the Elvish right do da do da :happy: dunno if thats a good thing or a bad thing lmao. Great to see WG joining us :p nowt wrong with more eternals taking over...i mean joining the rp's :ph43r:

The hag tree:

It is tough and probably magically enchanted. Perhaps Spoony has something that would counter this dark magic? Maybe somebody else has (Wood-Elves have been known to have ways of dealing with this sort of thing)
Otherwise you're in for a lot of chopping :wink:

Is that a picture of a tree near you elb? or one from the internet? Looks crazy!

SDETT

lol nah not near me, however this crazy thing is right up the road from me:

Now thats a cool looking tree! B)

And i was thinking about the RP with Lucia. She is injured at the moment and with her age she is inexperienced. So maybe after all this when we get back to travel someone could be her trainer/mentor.

SDETT

you know thats what Ecthelion is their for silly :p though if your after a decent mentor not a limp cold one you'd better hurry up and save his life lmao.

Hehe nice trees. There is one at the campus where my mum work thats called "The terror of apes" in Norwegian, dunno what its called in English though :p

Ohh and Mororn mean "Great dark tree" or "Large dark tree"

yay that was cool, as you can see I "wrapped up" that little bit in our adventure.
I propose to carry us forward in time a little bit (thus disregarding Winterguardian's tedious need to get to know each other (possibly the most boring bit in an rpg) and take us closer to confronting the freaky evil dude :p
If that sounds ok with everyone post a reply and I'll get started concocting the next bit :shifty:


(oh btw Ecthelion survived :wink: )

Well I agree that going on in a hurry would be nice. But maybe we can have sort of a finishing post for us too? Where we ponder a bit on what have happened and such?

Absolutely, that would be great!

ok so let me get this straight,
I'm an eternal named Allarion,
SDETT is a human girl named Lucia,
Seany is an eternal named Ecthelion.
Darkblade is a Waywatcher named Morcu,
and Spoony is a human male named Valious,
right?

Darkblade also have a side character, a really young alter called Hithwen.

ah i forgot someone, well ok i'm glad i asked thanks

Things are gonna get fun now lol. the Asrai are taking over :p

double post sorry. Nice post silly :biggrin:

I'll be back at 6.30 gmt so use my char in any posts done around then plz :smile: