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Saraphim · 04-26-2004, 05:01 PM

Yeah, I purposefully killed off my other character sooner than I had planned so I could try for this one.

So here we go...

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1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? Yes, Last Hope for Moria

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? One, Search for Rhun

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? Yes, the Green Dragon Inn

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NAME: Elrohir

AGE: 2,803

RACE: Elf

GENDER: male

WEAPONS: As a son of Elrond, Elrohir has the best weapons the elven smiths of Imladris can create. His primary weapon is a slightly curved sword, modeled after Hadhafang, his father's old blade. Elrohir also weilds a mahogany bow and arrows

APPEARANCE: Elrohir is dark-haired and is rather tall. He has a serious face, but one that can easily be turned to a smile. He tends to wear soft leather armour because of his penchant for wandering for months on end. Under it he wears soft grey cotton clothes.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Elrohir, is, of course, a twin. His brother Elladan and he are very close, and while they can and have been separated, they do not like it and prefer each other's company to anyone else's. Despite this, Elrohir is very friendly and, especially when he is not with his brother, will seek out his friends. Elrohir is better at shooting than melee fighting, and will attempt to bring his enemy down from a distance rather than fight up close.

HISTORY: Elrohir and his brother were born in the year 130 TA to Elrond and Celebrian. (in most things I've read, Elladan is technically older) In the year 2509, Celebrian was wounded by orcs and was sent across the sea to heal. This triggered a lust for revenge in the twins, who vowed to do whatever it took to avenge thier mother's pain. They met the Rangers of the North and became allies and good friends with many of them, including (and later) Arathorn.

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Smiling good-naturaly, Elrohir went to the armory and stuffed his quiver nearly to the breaking point. His brother stood off to the side, still laughing quietly at Elrohir's earlier embarassment.

"You, dear, brother, should not be laughing," said Elrohir. "You aught to remember Arathorn's impression of you when you eat."

"Are you a fool, Elrohir?" said Elladan, who laughed even harder. "You eat the same way!"

"Yes, but I do not drink like a dwarf after every bite."

This caused Elladan to stop giggling insessently and poke at Elrohir's pride back.

They continued to squabble while donning thier armour and strapping on thier other weapons.

Walking slowly out through the halls, the twins were on the verge of grappling to relieve thier brotherly love when they heard Arathorn's exasparated cry.

"Where are my Elves and Rangers?"

Laughing at something other than each other, they, sped up and met the Chief of the Rangers who was looking impatiently around.

"My dear friend," said Elrohir, "You should not rush Elves, not all of our people are as eager to wander as we are, and Men would stay in lovely Imladris until time ended, if it were allowed."

Arathorn smiled wanly and called again, with an order attached for his comfortable rangers.

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04-26-2004, 05:01 PM	#25
Saraphim Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: The other side of freezing. Posts: 404	Yeah, I purposefully killed off my other character sooner than I had planned so I could try for this one. So here we go... ~~~~ 1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? Yes, Last Hope for Moria *2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently* involved in?** One, Search for Rhun 3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? Yes, the Green Dragon Inn ~~~~ NAME: Elrohir AGE: 2,803 RACE: Elf GENDER: male WEAPONS: As a son of Elrond, Elrohir has the best weapons the elven smiths of Imladris can create. His primary weapon is a slightly curved sword, modeled after Hadhafang, his father's old blade. Elrohir also weilds a mahogany bow and arrows APPEARANCE: Elrohir is dark-haired and is rather tall. He has a serious face, but one that can easily be turned to a smile. He tends to wear soft leather armour because of his penchant for wandering for months on end. Under it he wears soft grey cotton clothes. PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Elrohir, is, of course, a twin. His brother Elladan and he are very close, and while they can and have been separated, they do not like it and prefer each other's company to anyone else's. Despite this, Elrohir is very friendly and, especially when he is not with his brother, will seek out his friends. Elrohir is better at shooting than melee fighting, and will attempt to bring his enemy down from a distance rather than fight up close. HISTORY: Elrohir and his brother were born in the year 130 TA to Elrond and Celebrian. (in most things I've read, Elladan is technically older) In the year 2509, Celebrian was wounded by orcs and was sent across the sea to heal. This triggered a lust for revenge in the twins, who vowed to do whatever it took to avenge thier mother's pain. They met the Rangers of the North and became allies and good friends with many of them, including (and later) Arathorn. -------------------------------------------------- Saraphim's post Smiling good-naturaly, Elrohir went to the armory and stuffed his quiver nearly to the breaking point. His brother stood off to the side, still laughing quietly at Elrohir's earlier embarassment. "You, dear, brother, should not be laughing," said Elrohir. "You aught to remember Arathorn's impression of you when you eat." "Are you a fool, Elrohir?" said Elladan, who laughed even harder. "You eat the same way!" "Yes, but I do not drink like a dwarf after every bite." This caused Elladan to stop giggling insessently and poke at Elrohir's pride back. They continued to squabble while donning thier armour and strapping on thier other weapons. Walking slowly out through the halls, the twins were on the verge of grappling to relieve thier brotherly love when they heard Arathorn's exasparated cry. "Where are my Elves and Rangers?" Laughing at something other than each other, they, sped up and met the Chief of the Rangers who was looking impatiently around. "My dear friend," said Elrohir, "You should not rush Elves, not all of our people are as eager to wander as we are, and Men would stay in lovely Imladris until time ended, if it were allowed." Arathorn smiled wanly and called again, with an order attached for his comfortable rangers. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Last edited by piosenniel; 04-27-2004 at 01:58 AM.