[Kath]

Character Description Form:

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

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? Red Flows the Sirannon and Numenorean Blood Runs Black

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn – YES/NO - Yes

For your character please include:

NAME: Sai Onara

AGE: 17

RACE: Human

GENDER: Female

WEAPONS (No magical, super-hero, mithril weapons. Just good solid Middle-earth weapons and armor only that is appropriate to the race of the character and the time period.): Sai has no specific weapons as in her town it is illegal to own one if you're under 18. She can, however, make a good enough weapon out of pretty much anything that comes to hand, including her hands themselves.

APPEARANCE: She is taller than she'd like so she slouches a lot to appear shorter. She is slim and pale, two features that she loves as it encourages people to give her food to 'fatten her up a bit'. She has long dark hair that she pulls over her face to hide from people she doesn't want to talk to. When her face can be seen she has quite harsh features, with cheekbones you could cut yourself on. Her eyes are expressive, changing colour with her moods.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: (No half-Elven characters. No mixed-type characters. No super-heroes. No assassins. No one all powerful, martial arts proficient, or having any magical traits. Just regular characters with normal abilities for their races only): Sickeningly optimistic most of the time unless she can't breathe in which case she descends into a foul mood. She is able to strike up a conversation with anybody and everybody without fear, but tends to seem childish to those older than her because she is a fan of immature comments and jokes. She is also able to walk in a straight line without hitting anybody whilst reading, but forgets to turn at corners so walks into a lot of walls since her nose is always in a book.

HISTORY:
Born into a reasonably wealthy family Sai had a good beginning in life, and it only improved once her two siblings were born as being the eldest gave her a great deal of power. Her childhood and early teenage years were spent happily frequenting the local library. Her parents were never worried about her being in danger from the 'Anakronist Police' as they called them, as she always watched what she said and quite often didn't say much at all, preferring the company of her own thoughts.

However, one on particular trip to the library she had grabbed her favourite book off the shelf and had settled down to a nice long read when two people began a conversation near her. They were discussing a book that one of them had been reading, and in particular how to say one of the names, as it had silent letters and various accents that neither could work out what to do with.

"I suppose the pronounciation isn't really important to the story." One of them finally said, in an attempt to end the argument.

"It's pro-nun-ciation not pro-noun-ciation you idiots!" Sai had muttered to herself, unable to contain the words.

Immediately she had said it she clapped a hand over her mouth but it was too late. Nitpicking over ways of saying words had long been considered an Anakronism, and before she could so much as close the book, two men had appeared in front of her. She was dragged away to the carts that took the offenders to Mordor, and watched as her home disappeared into the distance. Hours and hours later the carts thundered through the gates of Mordor, and Sai saw the place she was to spend the rest of her life. One look was all it took. She leapt up and tried to get out, but she had been sitting down for so long that all the blood rushed to her head and everything went black.

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Kath's post

Sai opened her eyes and immediately closed them again as the world’s strange new habit of spinning was making her feel sick. Keeping her eyes closed she slowly sat up. As she did so she realised that every part of her body ached, like the time she’d sneezed and fallen off the climbing wall. Wondering what had happened she gingerly opened her eyes, and sighed in relief when she saw that her surroundings were still again. Her sigh was followed by an exclamation of surprise and shock. Where in all of Middle-Earth was she? Looking around she could see hundreds of things that would never be found in the normal world. There were hundreds of ATMs, with the people lining up in front of them all trying to cut the queue at the same time. There were small groups of people all over the place, arguing about language and spellings and the misuse of apostrophes, things Sai had always wished to speak about but was unable to because of their Anakronist status. As she was just thinking that these people would be dragged off to Mordor any minute, she suddenly realised, when she fainted she must have fallen off the cart as they passed through the gates. She must be in Mordor!

Along with this realisation came the fear. She was in Mordor! With all the nasty anakronisms that had been sent there over the years, along with some really nasty people. Speaking of people, she noticed a large group of them all crowded round a man who seemed to be standing on a large platform. Deciding that she wasn’t about to lie on the floor all day and feel sorry for herself Sai jumped up, ignoring the protests from various parts of her body, and began to make her way over. An osteopath, who came towards her with arms outstretched, just ready to try and crush her, immediately interrupted her progress but Sai was already unhappy with her situation, and just kicked him in the shin and carried on.

Reaching the edge of the group she began to squeeze herself through the barely there gaps, suddenly grateful for her slight stature. Still, she was constantly shoved and pushed by intolerant people all the way, and so she felt no guilt about lashing a foot back at the last person to do so as she reached the front. She could now see that there were four other people in the centre with the strange man and sought to satisfy her insatiable curiosity.

“What’s going on?” she whispered to the man standing next to her. He glanced down at her disdainfully and muttered something about teenagers answering back to their elders before turning away and ignoring her completely. Irritated about this since he had not said anything she could answer back to, Sai sidled over to another person and was about to ask them the same question when she heard her name being called.

“Sai Onara is the fifth person to have been chosen by the ATM!”

The voice came from the man in the middle and Sai looked at him in surprise. She half turned, expecting to see another person who happened to have the same name coming forward, but nobody else was moving. The man repeated the name a couple of times, and eventually Sai thought she’d better step forward. As she did so he swivelled round to her.

“You are Sai Onara?” he asked.

“Er, yes but I don’t . . .” she never did finish the question as he interrupted her.

“Go and join the others over there.” He said waving a hand in the general direction of the four people she had seen before and turned back to his machine.

Sai reluctantly did as she was told, hoping that at least this motley crew would give her some answers. The Dwarf didn’t look like he’d be much help, since he had yellow pus from what looked like conjunctivitis pouring from his eyes he probably didn’t even know where he was. Seeing another girl about her own age she finally got the chance to ask what was going on.

“Don’t you know?” she had replied in astonishment. “We’re getting out of Mordor!


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Ok well, that's the bio, and earlier than promised!. If I've got anything wrong (quite likely it being 1 in the morning here) please just yell and I'll sort it out. First post will be up tomorrow.

EDIT: Post up too.