Setting Sails for Valinor Discussion Thread

[Nilpaurion Felagund]

Hey! Can I play Rostion?
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Character Description Form:

Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? NO

How many RPG?s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in? NONE

Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn or in The White Horse in Rohan? YES, The Green Dragon

For your character please include:

NAME: Rostion

AGE: 4019

RACE: Lothlorien Elf

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Skillful with a bow, although prefers to carry a sword, forged by the his forefather, an Elven-smith of Eregion.

APPEARANCE: A tall elf, his golden hair flowing freely down his back. The years have dimmed his eyes, which used to sparkle in deep grey. A smile is rarely seen his face.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: A very woodcrafty Elf, whose skill and determination makes him an effective warrior. He still is in emotional trauma, after watching his younger brother die in the War of the Last Alliance. He is quiet and grave at all times, and only someone with patience and a kind heart can uncover all the thoughts and emotions in him.

HISTORY: His family came from the remnants of the Doriathrim that went to Eregion with the Noldor. He was born in Lorien. His father, a march warden, was killed in an ambush, and his mother, out of grief, went to the Havens shortly after. He was left with a younger brother, whom he dearly loved. Rostion taught him about the ways of the forest, and how to handle bows, and soon, his brother became as skilled as he was. When they went to Dagorlad under Amdir's banner, his brother was slain in a sortie. There, forgetting the war raging all around him, he bore his brother's body back to Lorien.

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Nilpaurion Felagund's post

"Grey Havens," Rostion thought to himself. "Long should I have been there, to be with my family." He then snapped out of his reverie and looked for his sword.
"But, if not for Firiel, I would not be leaving. I would say behind and fight the foes of Lorien." He slung his bag on his shoulder, and sighed.
"Well, my time here has come to an end. I must go now; they might be already there."

He went outside his home, where Firiel stood, waiting for him. They walked in silence to the outskirts of Lorien, to the house of Tanroth.

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