[Melisil]

1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – YES - Which one?

Last Hope for Moria, The Legacy of Traitors

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in?

Two

List them, please:

As above

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? – YES – Which one?

The Green Dragon Inn

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For your character please include:

NAME: Alora Whitfoot

AGE: 7

RACE: Fallowhide Hobbit

GENDER: Female

WEAPONS: None, unless you count her doll. :P

APPEARANCE: Alora is a small Hobbit still, she reaches 2’6 currently. She has long, curly, very light blonde hair and sky blue eyes. She is fairly dainty, and very pretty.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Alora is very bright for being only seven. She speaks her opinion quite openly. She is also very observant; she sees many things that the rest of the world seems to miss. She is much like an ordinary Hobbit child other then that. She spends most of her carefree time outside playing in a field, or playing with her friends. Alora is a very curious child and loves meeting other children around her age.

HISTORY: Alora has grown up so far in a comfortable sized home in Bree with her family. She has a good relationship with all her family, and has many friends. The thought of moving has never seriously occurred to her.

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My note: I’m sorry that I had to use the mother in speech a couple times there, as you usually tend to disagree with that, but it was kind of unavoidable. Thank you anyway, and enjoy my post! Also, I know that she is very young, but I think it would be neat to add a different point of view into the game.

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Melisil's post

The day started out wonderfully! Alora’s mother had let her, after breakfast of course, play out in their backyard field. Nearing mid-morning, she was told that there was going to be an important meeting and that she needed to come. Alora had smiled inwardly and outwardly at this idea, as she thought it would be grand, and she could play with her friends while they were there.

“My friends will be there too, right mother?” she had asked, as she put on her coat and shoes.

“I suppose they will be.” Came her mothers reply. Alora beamed.

Once they were there, Alora saw many of her friends, “Oh mummy! Can I go play? Please?” she begged.

“In a moment dear,” said her mum, “I want to see what’s going on first, Alora.”

Alora’s father and sibling had come with them too. The four found some seats around the middle of the large crowd they were now in. After a moment, two men came onto a platform where everyone was speaking. The first man spoke, Alora couldn’t see him over all the heads very clearly, but his words were strong. Every now and then, Alora saw her parents, and heard all the other grown up Hobbits cheering. It interested her for a moment, but then saw her friends.

“Mummy! Now can I go?” she pleaded.

“Yes, go play. But come find me when the men stop talking.”

Alora nodded, then ran off to her friends. She played tag, and hide-and-go-seek, and rolled in the grass, and all sorts of hobbit type games children her age played. After a while, and after the men had finished their speech, she ran breathless up to her mum. She asked, somewhat more sadly then you would have thought after she came up so fast, “Do we have to go now?”

“Yes sweetie, your father and I need to talk about something, and we’d prefer you be home so you can say what you think about our idea. Well, our idea, as well as Blanco and Marcho Bolgers idea.”

“Yes mother.” Alora replied, and home they went.