AGE OF FIRE: The Awakening ( LotR RP | OOC | Sign Ups )

[Esternial]

I've been thinking, though. What happened to the wood-elves?

[Sentinel XV]

I've been thinking, though. What happened to the wood-elves?

It's a sort of long story and an equally long process. The Silvan elves did not depart for Valinor in force, save for those who followed Legolas over at the end of the Third Age. However, they do not remain in great numbers in the Middle Earth of today. Basically, over time an Elf's fëa (its soul) eventually grows tired of its hröa (body), and fades into a sort of spirit or wraith. Being in Valinor is a much better place for elven fëa and the fading is almost completely halted. And a elven fëa that has lost a hröa whether through violence, accident, or fading can be reembodied if it goes to Valinor. But even after death, the decision to go to Valinor is still up to the individual elf. Even in Valinor though the fading eventually happens. As they fade the Silvan elves increasingly feel the tug of the of the only place they can truly feel comfortable. And they would be allowed to go. Many will refuse and remain as powerless spirits. Many others will only go in death.

[New Roman Empire]

NAME:Gili Riran
SPECIES: Dwarf
AGE: 120
PROFESSION: Soldier, former smith
SKILLSET: Axemen, repairing weapons and Armor (If he has materials and the tools to do it)
APPEARANCE: (
EQUIPMENT: ! pony, dearven two headed war axe, flint and steel, hammer, a sword and some rations
BIO: Gili hails from the Lonely Mountain, he was a Smith for the local garrison for 70 years and he was born their as well. Both his parents worked in the deep mines mining all kinds of metal that went into dwarves weapons and armor. But Gili didn't want to be a miner and So set fourth to work in the great forges of the lonely mountains and became very well at it. But after 70 years of the craft he started to get board with just making metal.

So he enlisted in the location garrison and he was highly valued due to his sitting skills and was sent on numerous patrols to eliminate any hostiles from the surrounding area. Goblins and wargs as well as other foul beasts roam the are around the mountain and field repairs on weapons and armor were needed and his skills were needed. Now with the rumor of the gem, he asked Ironfoot to go in search of the gem and to head to free in search of a company.

[Neo Arcad]

NAME: Gethor the Exile, son of Gorman
SPECIES: Dunlending Wildman
AGE: 38
PROFESSION: Sellsword
SKILLSET: There are few to match the skill of Gethor in the use of heavy weapons and gear. His strength is renowned, and he is said to be the strongest man in Dunland. When his blood is up, his berserker rage can be stopped by nothing in Middle-Earth.
APPEARANCE: http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/2066/mqo6.png
EQUIPMENT: -A dangerous-looking greatsword.
-A Fell Pony as his mount. Don't be fooled by the name- Fell Ponies are very large, and have hearts as strong as horses.
-A wooden roundshield, the mainstay of the Dunlending warriors across the ages.
-A simple pack, and the type of kit a rugged, barbaric traveller would carry.
BIO: Son of the great warlord Gorman, Gethor is a proud and savage Wildman as his ancestors were. He detests what he perceives to be a growing weakness and idleness in his people. Even when Rohan is engaged in battle with Rhun, the men of Dunland refuse to raid the country of the accursed Straw-hairs and burn their villages. Gethor has all the bloodlust of his predecessors, but just as the world has become more technologically advanced over time, so too have the ways of Dunland's warriors. They no longer forego metal armor and weapons, instead embracing the iron and steel gear forged by Gondor and Khazad-Dum. Dunland is still a subsistence farming society, however, living in the most squalid conditions, scratching out a living from the meager mountain earth, just as it was in the Third Age and all times after the Numenorians drove them to the mountains.

Gethor himself has been savage and warlike for as long as he can remember. Even in the days of his youth he reveled in the tales of great exploits that warriors, hunters, and mercenaries brought back from far-off lands. When he came of age, he joined the ranks of the far-ranging wanderers, fighting to earn his place in the world. His travels took him across Middle-Earth, from the West to the base of the Lonely Mountain. Gethor wears a bearskin that he obtained himself in the frigid north. He returned to Dunland only once: when, five years into his journeys, the news of his father's murder reached him. The usurper was none other than his own half-brother, Ghun the Proper, who was of partial Rohirrim stock. Ghun took the chiefdom and set about "civilizing" the Dunlending, with the ultimate goal of making them servile to Rohan. Gethor travelled to Dunland to challenge him, but was barred from entering the region by Ghun's followers. So it has been for a time- the Exile can't return to his homeland. But perhaps a quest that would make Gethor the champion of Dunland might enable him at at last challenge Ghun the Proper.

Gethor's name in Dunlendish means "dark-hair", with "Geth" being "dark" and "(f)or" being hair.

Accepted. Also, I'm surprised that most everyone has made traditional warrior characters, and haven't utilized guns.

You know what? That's what I forgot. I forgot to have Gethor use an arquebus.
Let me just add that. >.>

[Esternial]

NAME: Gethor the Exile, son of Gorman
SPECIES: Dunlending Wildman
AGE: 38
PROFESSION: Sellsword
SKILLSET: There are few to match the skill of Gethor in the use of heavy weapons and gear. His strength is renowned, and he is said to be the strongest man in Dunland. When his blood is up, his berserker rage can be stopped by nothing in Middle-Earth.
APPEARANCE: http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/2066/mqo6.png
EQUIPMENT: -A dangerous-looking greatsword.
-A Fell Pony as his mount. Don't be fooled by the name- Fell Ponies are very large, and have hearts as strong as horses.
-A wooden roundshield, the mainstay of the Dunlending warriors across the ages.
-A simple pack, and the type of kit a rugged, barbaric traveller would carry.
BIO: Son of the great warlord Gorman, Gethor is a proud and savage Wildman as his ancestors were. He detests what he perceives to be a growing weakness and idleness in his people. Even when Rohan is engaged in battle with Rhun, the men of Dunland refuse to raid the country of the accursed Straw-hairs and burn their villages. Gethor has all the bloodlust of his predecessors, but just as the world has become more technologically advanced over time, so too have the ways of Dunland's warriors. They no longer forego metal armor and weapons, instead embracing the iron and steel gear forged by Gondor and Khazad-Dum. Dunland is still a subsistence farming society, however, living in the most squalid conditions, scratching out a living from the meager mountain earth, just as it was in the Third Age and all times after the Numenorians drove them to the mountains.

Gethor himself has been savage and warlike for as long as he can remember. Even in the days of his youth he reveled in the tales of great exploits that warriors, hunters, and mercenaries brought back from far-off lands. When he came of age, he joined the ranks of the far-ranging wanderers, fighting to earn his place in the world. His travels took him across Middle-Earth, from the West to the base of the Lonely Mountain. Gethor wears a bearskin that he obtained himself in the frigid north. He returned to Dunland only once: when, five years into his journeys, the news of his father's murder reached him. The usurper was none other than his own half-brother, Ghun the Proper, who was of partial Rohirrim stock. Ghun took the chiefdom and set about "civilizing" the Dunlending, with the ultimate goal of making them servile to Rohan. Gethor travelled to Dunland to challenge him, but was barred from entering the region by Ghun's followers. So it has been for a time- the Exile can't return to his homeland. But perhaps a quest that would make Gethor the champion of Dunland might enable him at at last challenge Ghun the Proper.

Gethor's name in Dunlendish means "dark-hair", with "Geth" being "dark" and "(f)or" being hair.

Accepted. Also, I'm surprised that most everyone has made traditional warrior characters, and haven't utilized guns.

Oi! Moine's got a pistol.

Plus, early gunpowder pistols weren't that reliable anyway. My character's better off with a bow and arrow.

[Sentinel XV]

NAME:Gili Riran
SPECIES: Dwarf
AGE: 120
PROFESSION: Soldier, former smith
SKILLSET: Axemen, repairing weapons and Armor (If he has materials and the tools to do it)
APPEARANCE: ((Image)
EQUIPMENT: ! pony, dearven two headed war axe, flint and steel, hammer, a sword and some rations
BIO: Gili hails from the Lonely Mountain, he was a Smith for the local garrison for 70 years and he was born their as well. Both his parents worked in the deep mines mining all kinds of metal that went into dwarves weapons and armor. But Gili didn't want to be a miner and So set fourth to work in the great forges of the lonely mountains and became very well at it. But after 70 years of the craft he started to get board with just making metal.

So he enlisted in the location garrison and he was highly valued due to his sitting skills and was sent on numerous patrols to eliminate any hostiles from the surrounding area. Goblins and wargs as well as other foul beasts roam the are around the mountain and field repairs on weapons and armor were needed and his skills were needed. Now with the rumor of the gem, he asked Ironfoot to go in search of the gem and to head to free in search of a company.

Expand on your bio, please. It's really lacking. Also, you have a lot of spelling and grammar mistakes in there, try to fix them.

[Neo Arcad]

Actually, no guns yet for Gethor the Exile, Son of Gorman. He'll have to wait until later.

[The Norak Federation]

Actually, no guns yet for Gethor the Exile, Son of Gorman. He'll have to wait until later.

Same for Feorn. He's a little too 'primitive' for such things.

[Sentinel XV]

Actually, no guns yet for Gethor the Exile, Son of Gorman. He'll have to wait until later.

Same for Feorn. He's a little too 'primitive' for such things.

Fair enough. Sometime today I'll try and get my own application up. I'm thinking of making a Human ex-Corsair or ex-Pirate who turned to mercenary work.

[G-Tech Corporation]

I'm going to keep an eye on this, to make a Black Numenorean char when I have the time.

[New Roman Empire]

NAME:Gili Riran
SPECIES: Dwarf
AGE: 120
PROFESSION: Soldier, former smith
SKILLSET: Axemen, repairing weapons and Armor (If he has materials and the tools to do it)
APPEARANCE: ((Image)
EQUIPMENT: ! pony, dearven two headed war axe, flint and steel, hammer, a sword and some rations
BIO: Gili hails from the Lonely Mountain, he was a Smith for the local garrison for 70 years and he was born their as well. Both his parents worked in the deep mines mining all kinds of metal that went into dwarves weapons and armor. But Gili didn't want to be a miner and So set fourth to work in the great forges of the lonely mountains and became very well at it. But after 70 years of the craft he started to get board with just making metal.

So he enlisted in the location garrison and he was highly valued due to his sitting skills and was sent on numerous patrols to eliminate any hostiles from the surrounding area. Goblins and wargs as well as other foul beasts roam the are around the mountain and field repairs on weapons and armor were needed and his skills were needed. Now with the rumor of the gem, he asked Ironfoot to go in search of the gem and to head to free in search of a company.

Expand on your bio, please. It's really lacking. Also, you have a lot of spelling and grammar mistakes in there, try to fix them.

well thats going to have to wait til I have access to a computer as I did the Bio on my phone.

[Sentinel XV]

Bump.

[Shaggai]

NAME: Thurog
SPECIES: Goblin
AGE: 32
PROFESSION: Purveyor of various semilegal services
SKILLSET: Good at killing with knives, although not particularly good at actual combat. He knows his poisons, too. Skilled at sleight of hand, particularly with cards, and removing the contents of a wallet or purse. He's rather small, being a goblin, which serves him well in sneaking into supposedly secure locations. He can also run surprisingly quickly.
APPEARANCE: One of these guys:

EQUIPMENT: Pony, several small knives, a few common poisons and their antidotes, lockpicks, a small crowbar, a bag for carrying equipment and/or valuables (whether his or someone else's), a small amount of money.
BIO: Thurog was raised in the Misty Mountains in a small tribe of goblins. He became known as the town thief by the age of 10. Small, valuable objects tended to simply vanish around them, possibly turning up later in the hands of someone who claimed they had owned it for years. He was eventually cast out from the tribe after being caught stealing their most important possession, an ancient sacrificial knife created by the worshipers of Morgoth. Forced to wander the surface, he became a burglar in the city of Gondor. His specialty was breaking in through a window and opening the door to let accomplices in, who could carry more than he could. While his species, not to mention his crimes, might have brought down the wrath of Gondor's police, he was, for quite a while, never caught, and therefore survived. He expanded his services, becoming a pickpocket, an assassin, a messenger for the sort of messages that the police don't like, and other similar things, even once dabbling in smuggling.

And then everything went horribly wrong.

During a burglary on the house of a wealthy merchant, Thurog was spotted opening the door. After an extensive chase, he was caught. He was locked in a cell while the King was summoned to decide what to do to him. With the use of a few lockpicks hidden on him, he escaped, but was forced to flee to avoid death. He lay low for a few months, until he heard the rumors. There was a gem of incredible beauty, hidden in the White Mountains. And so he traveled to Bree to obtain some of the things he needed. And the rest of his story is yet to be written.

[Sentinel XV]

NAME: Margöz Yiltîg, the Deathwalker of Umbar
SPECIES: Númenórean Human
AGE: 34
PROFESSION: Former Corsair, now a Mercenary
SKILLSET: Margöz is one of the greatest duelists that has ever came out of the lands near Umbar. Skilled with both fire and blade, he wields both to great effect. He's an excellent dual-wielder of shortswords and has skill with the longer muskets of the time, being quite a crackshot. He's extremely athletic and is known for his lithe movements on the Black Ships that he once sailed, a skill which he translated into a primitive form of free running. Aside from his combat abilities, he has a rudimentary knowledge of poisons, is excellent in math, has a knack for bartering (despite his ghastly appearance) and is a famed tactician. He knows how to cook well and can tie many different types of knots. He is also very knowledgable about the plants that grow near bodies of water, and their uses.
APPEARANCE: 1, 2
EQUIPMENT: Margöz has two flintlock pistols, and two cutlasses that seem to mimic the old sword of Elvish make. He also has 4 throwing knives, and a pack in which he carries a length of rope, provisions, a whetstone, and flint and box of tender, pouches of gunpowder and extra balls for his pistols, and a pouch with a sizable sum of gold pieces in it. He also has a few small sacks of herbs found mainly near the coasts of Umbar, and a few spices that he has picked up here and there.
BIO: WIP.

[Neo Arcad]

NAME: Margöz Yiltîg, the Deathwalker of Umbar
SPECIES: Númenórean Human
AGE: 34
PROFESSION: Former Corsair, now a Mercenary
SKILLSET: Margöz is one of the greatest duelists that has ever came out of the lands near Umbar. Skilled with both fire and blade, he wields both to great effect. He's an excellent dual-wielder of shortswords and has skill with the longer muskets of the time, being quite a crackshot. He's extremely athletic and is known for his lithe movements on the Black Ships that he once sailed, a skill which he translated into a primitive form of free running. Aside from his combat abilities, he has a rudimentary knowledge of poisons, is excellent in math, has a knack for bartering (despite his ghastly appearance) and is a famed tactician. He knows how to cook well and can tie many different types of knots. He is also very knowledgable about the plants that grow near bodies of water, and their uses.
APPEARANCE: 1, 2
EQUIPMENT: Margöz has two flintlock pistols, and two cutlasses that seem to mimic the old sword of Elvish make. He also has 4 throwing knives, and a pack in which he carries a length of rope, provisions, a whetstone, and flint and box of tender, pouches of gunpowder and extra balls for his pistols, and a pouch with a sizable sum of gold pieces in it. He also has a few small sacks of herbs found mainly near the coasts of Umbar, and a few spices that he has picked up here and there.
BIO: WIP.

I see you've gone to see 47 Ronin.
Such a kickass film.

[Sentinel XV]

NAME: Margöz Yiltîg, the Deathwalker of Umbar
SPECIES: Númenórean Human
AGE: 34
PROFESSION: Former Corsair, now a Mercenary
SKILLSET: Margöz is one of the greatest duelists that has ever came out of the lands near Umbar. Skilled with both fire and blade, he wields both to great effect. He's an excellent dual-wielder of shortswords and has skill with the longer muskets of the time, being quite a crackshot. He's extremely athletic and is known for his lithe movements on the Black Ships that he once sailed, a skill which he translated into a primitive form of free running. Aside from his combat abilities, he has a rudimentary knowledge of poisons, is excellent in math, has a knack for bartering (despite his ghastly appearance) and is a famed tactician. He knows how to cook well and can tie many different types of knots. He is also very knowledgable about the plants that grow near bodies of water, and their uses.
APPEARANCE: 1, 2
EQUIPMENT: Margöz has two flintlock pistols, and two cutlasses that seem to mimic the old sword of Elvish make. He also has 4 throwing knives, and a pack in which he carries a length of rope, provisions, a whetstone, and flint and box of tender, pouches of gunpowder and extra balls for his pistols, and a pouch with a sizable sum of gold pieces in it. He also has a few small sacks of herbs found mainly near the coasts of Umbar, and a few spices that he has picked up here and there.
BIO: WIP.

I see you've gone to see 47 Ronin.
Such a kickass film.

It was a very nice movie visually, but I didn't like it that much. The ending was wholly anticlimactic and the story isn't even the real story of the 47 Ronin.

[Neo Arcad]

I see you've gone to see 47 Ronin.
Such a kickass film.

It was a very nice movie visually, but I didn't like it that much. The ending was wholly anticlimactic and the story isn't even the real story of the 47 Ronin.

The ending where they all commit seppuku? You mean the actual way the story ends? Also: there's a looooong history of embellishment of the story. It's an epic. Just like the Illiad or the Odyssey, it's different every time it's told. The point of the story is to provide an example of honor, loyalty, and courage in the face of impossible odds. That's what it's always been. And the American movie does this very well.

[Sentinel XV]

It was a very nice movie visually, but I didn't like it that much. The ending was wholly anticlimactic and the story isn't even the real story of the 47 Ronin.

The ending where they all commit seppuku? You mean the actual way the story ends? Also: there's a looooong history of embellishment of the story. It's an epic. Just like the Illiad or the Odyssey, it's different every time it's told. The point of the story is to provide an example of honor, loyalty, and courage in the face of impossible odds. That's what it's always been. And the American movie does this very well.

Hm, maybe so. I went into it thinking it was something different, though, and was disappointed.

[Neo Arcad]

The ending where they all commit seppuku? You mean the actual way the story ends? Also: there's a looooong history of embellishment of the story. It's an epic. Just like the Illiad or the Odyssey, it's different every time it's told. The point of the story is to provide an example of honor, loyalty, and courage in the face of impossible odds. That's what it's always been. And the American movie does this very well.

Hm, maybe so. I went into it thinking it was something different, though, and was disappointed.

It was a samurai-based action movie with lots of kickass swordplay and visuals. There was nothing in the trailers to suggest otherwise.
What did you think it was?!

[Sentinel XV]

Hm, maybe so. I went into it thinking it was something different, though, and was disappointed.

It was a samurai-based action movie with lots of kickass swordplay and visuals. There was nothing in the trailers to suggest otherwise.
What did you think it was?!

That's the point. I didn't think that there was enough kickass swordplay and fights and such.

[Neo Arcad]

It was a samurai-based action movie with lots of kickass swordplay and visuals. There was nothing in the trailers to suggest otherwise.
What did you think it was?!

That's the point. I didn't think that there was enough kickass swordplay and fights and such.

Ah, so you were looking for River Tam Beats Up Everyone
Welcome to the club.

[Shaggai]

When will the IC be up?

[Sentinel XV]

When will the IC be up?

Soon. Tomorrow I'm going back up to my apartment in Louisville so I'll be gone most all of the day.

Once I get my application finished on Saturday the IC will go up then.

[Shaggai]

When will the IC be up?

Soon. Tomorrow I'm going back up to my apartment in Louisville so I'll be gone most all of the day.

Once I get my application finished on Saturday the IC will go up then.

Also, am I accepted?

[Sentinel XV]

Soon. Tomorrow I'm going back up to my apartment in Louisville so I'll be gone most all of the day.

Once I get my application finished on Saturday the IC will go up then.

Also, am I accepted?

Yea.