Erian Mythrindal (Er-E-An Myth-Re-Dell) Gender: Male Race: Human Height: 5' 15'' Age: estmated around 26 Place of Residence: Wonders Family: none Weapons: A Long elven crafted two-handed sword, though he uses it with one hand. A elven dagger.
Appearance: Erian wears a blend of Leather armour as well as some chian mail. He has long blackish hair, with a pair of emerald green eyes. His weapons are loacted as follows, his Sword is on his right side of his waist, and his dagger is attached to his left boot. He also wears normal Hunter apperal for wilderness travel.
Personality: Erian is a rather silent person, since he has lived on his own since he was little. Surviving by hunting in the wilderness. Though he has very politle manners towards elves since he resided in Rivendell for some years.
History: Erian was born under a line of hunters, though he was abandoned when his fmaily was killed by a pact of goblins when he was five. In order to stay alive, Erian stayed hidden under a hollow floorboard in thier home, from their he could only watch on in horror as his family was devoured by the Goblin horde. As Erian grew, he trianed himself to be an expert hunter in the wilderness, able to track animals, beasts and even elves as if he could see them in the distance. Though Erian holds a deep hatered for goblins, he hasn't tried to find the horde that killed his fmaily. Instead he stayed in Rivendell for a number of years, being raise and trained by the elves in the arts of battle, navigation, logic, and lore, amoung other Elven traits.
Place of Residence: he don't have place that he could call home
Family: Dead. All he knows about his family is that his father was man and mother elf.
Weapons: Two short swords Push, crossbow Push, quiver, hunting knife Push
Appearance: He has black short hair. He wear leather armor and white hooded cloak (like in assasins creed). He has deep blue eyes . And he has two strange looking tattoos on his forearms.
Personality: He don't like to talk. He prefers to listen. He likes night and shadows and that makes him kind of strange person. He always have fife and he likes to play with it.
History: Village where he was borned was destroyed by orcs. He was one of few survivals. He was founded by soldiers that where not far away from his village. He was raised by them. Till his 17 birthday he was scout in army. That made him very good thief and assassin. Shadows and silence are his friends. He left army because he couldn't stand all lies intrigues and fighting for higher ranks. All his life he was fighting for survival. Because of that he will do anything that he can to survives, even if that means that he will need to use dirty tricks.
Now he just wanders through lands with hope that one day he will find place that he could call HOME...
Nick Names (Alias): Artorius (More commonly known as), The Last Firstborn, Dark Wanderer, Longshanks Real Name: Arphenion Pronunciation: (Are-fehn-ee-on) Name Meaning: Son of a Nobleman Age (Appearance): 36 Actual Age: 73 Date of Birth: February 15th 2945 of the Third Age Place of Birth: Arnor, Last child to be born in one of the small surviving settlements before it was abandoned. Sex: Male Height: Pushing 6 foot 4 Weight: 13 Stone Skin Colour: White Facial Hair: Stubbly, sometimes a short beard. Eye Colour: Bluey Greeny (Sometimes Grey). Hair Colour: Dark Brown (Greying) Hairstyle: Worn long with a small ponytail at back. Build: Quite lean but not toned, slight muscle tone on arms and chest. Criminal Record (in specific towns): Murder (Unknown location) Religion: None, though does honour some Dúnedain traditions. Languages: Sindarin, Westron, slight understanding of Quenya, and uses Adûnaic when in the presence of Dúnedain or those he deeply respects in the race of Men. Social Standing: Lone Wolf Next Of Kin: Dead Personal Characteristics/Distinguishing Features: Has a large scar on the right side of his face across his eye. World Views: Very distrustful, misanthropic and solitudal. However, extremely loyal to his friends and to those he swears oathes to. Education & Special skills: Dúnedain Ranger (In hiding), Woodsman (Disguise), Traveller and Survivalist, Proficient Tracker. Speaks Sindarin like a native. Skilled with Bow and Blades alike. Expert campfire maker, Experienced... Passtimes: Smoking, Woodsmanship, Archery and Combat training (through hunting), Travelling, Listening, Visiting Dúnedain historical ruins, Sindarin. Dislikes: Betrayal, Disloyalty, Attention. Favourite Quotes: Avo thano rûth vi gûr alfirin!, I am known around here as Artorius… Typical Attire: Grey/green camouflaged hooded cloak, brown leather robe, leather trousers, knee high boots, leather belt, sturdy should guard. Attire (Leisure): Anything from Elven robes to shirts, large hats (to hide his facial scar), soft tops and light trousers. Weapons: (Main) An Ash longbow, with custom made arrows crafted by himself. (Secondary) Two Gondorian long swords which he duel wields with great skill. Faults: With Sindarin as his native language he keeps accidentally speaking it in Westron areas, therefore bringing attention to himself.
*Interesting Fact: Arphenion is the Sindarin translation of my real name.
Backstory (More will come as my RP goes on):
Arphenion, The last firstborn in one of the small surviving settlements in Arnor (Before it was abandoned), His father was one of the Dúnedain. He never knew him as after a year of his birth he was brought to Mirkwood for protection, where he was raised by other hiding Dúnedain mentors. During this time his father was killed in an Orc raid.
Since being taken to Mirkwood he was trained in the arts of the bow and sword. Sindarin became his mother tongue and he was taught in the ways of a Ranger and woodcraft. He has a talent for healing poisons. He lived in Mirkwood for 15 years before moving to Gondor and becoming a woodsman. He lived with his mother until he was 17. At this age his house was attacked in the night and his mother was blinded and crippled. At her request he left and joined in a small Gondorian military unit until he was 23. In that time he was in many battles and struggles with many creatures, he became scarred across his right eye. Though by some miracle he was not blinded and still has perfect vision.
After a while of this time, war passed and his mother died. He was alone and he decided moved from his home to wander Middle Earth, he has been wandering for many, many years.
She has long auburn hair that is tied neatly into a tight bun,Her eyes are also auburn, she wears a long beautiful long brown dress glitter on her face and in her hair.With long black earing's and a piercing in her nose. Family: Dead
history: My name is Isabella I use to live within the elven city with my family until the day that a group of people know one ever figured out who came and destroyed her house throwing it into a hell fire of flames her parents died as she barley escaped vowing to kill any who she would hear whispering of that day and wanders the middle earth searching...
Last Edit: Aug 15, 2007 10:12:19 GMT -5 by evilangel
This is like an old character of mine with a few changes.
Name: Dyrin Syche
Race: Woodland Elf
Looks: Jetblack straight hair, emerald green eyes, child like face. small horns, small elvish ears, 4'5"
Age: 210 acts like he is 10
Wears: Small brownish green cloak, Forest green tunic, brown leggings, small black boots, greaves with silver scrolling, and a small belt with an elven leaf buckle. Carries a small pack.
Weapons: Two small daggers that he can put poison on, a sling, and a small specially made crossbow he crafted for himself with poison arrows. Carries his daggers on his belt along with his sling. Slings his crossbow on his back.
Personality: Loves to have fun, is kind of annoying, loves being around people and getting attention, steals stuff all the time and keeps his "findings" in his backpack.
History: Dyrin was born in the land of the elves. He was small for an elf and many shunned him calling him and imp, this was partly due ot his crazy antics and his love of "finding" things. As he grew older, or at least his body did for he never really grew up in heart, he was charged as being a scout mostly beause everyone wanted to get rid of him and because he could get around in the woods easily. From time to time he disappears and goes off adventuring, but he always comes back to his home, much to the dismay of the elven people.
I have one question. Do we have ot use the same character all the time or can we make new characters for each story?
Amurias Erethel Gender: Male Race: Elf Height: 6'10" Age: 125 years Place of Residence: Wanders in the forest and in the misty mountains, often visits Rohan where his lover lives. Family: His parents (Arias and Imaril) live in Rivendel. has an (elven) lover in Rohan. Weapons: Short sword forged by the forest elves, a longbow and a knife both made by himself.
Appearance: Blue-grayish eyes, long light brown hair. tall and fit. dresses in leather and silk, for hunting uses cotton robe and comouflage. light skin.
Personality: Introspective and calm. rarely enrages, but when he does, his anger is felt. not very outgoing, though he loves adventure and nature. very philosophical, often uses the stars as guides to his fate.
Occupation: wanderer, freethinker, philosopher.
History: at the age of 30 years he went in an adventure to rohan, and fell in love forever with the mountains in the way. he also found his love in the land of rohan. After he came back to rivendell, at the age of 35, he couldnt take it living in the city, thus promised to give a visit every few years to his parents and left off to the mystical mountains.