Island of Sorrow Planning/Discussion Thread - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Anguirel · 05-20-2005, 10:38 AM

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Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

Her heart melted some when she once witnessed a handsome young Elf turn aside from a race to help the son of Fëanor. From that moment she loved him for she saw in that instant past his short temper and to the kindness in his heart. Sadly, seeing his love for Giledhel, and hers for him, Tasarënì never spoke of it.
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Allow me to lean forward in interest...

Firefoot · 05-20-2005, 01:50 PM

I promise, I'm working on my bio. I've just been busy.

I was thinking, though. Fea, since both of our characters are from Lothlórien, will they have travelled together? I'm open to either way, but I was curious to your thoughts on this.

Anguirel · 05-20-2005, 01:58 PM

By the way, can I cry mercy to all you Elves who are nicely kitted up with accents? Rendering them is beyond my computer, so if you don't mind I'll refer to you as, for example, Oremir. Is this alright?

Envinyatar · 05-20-2005, 03:48 PM

Oremir is fine.

I'm surprised, though, that the accent/diacritical marks don't work on your computer. They've worked on both my very old and then new PC. They also work on my laptop.

Have you tried the guide to making them found here? Do make sure the NUM LOCK light is on when you try it.

-E-

Feanor of the Peredhil · 05-20-2005, 04:49 PM

Quote:

I was thinking, though. Fea, since both of our characters are from Lothlórien, will they have travelled together? I'm open to either way, but I was curious to your thoughts on this.

It's entirely up to you. I honestly hadn't given it thought yet, since I've been going nuts trying to get my bio complete. After this week, my life should slow down, but it's just a bit crazy right now (think huge project, prep for art show, art show, clean up after art show, work, work, work, work, chores, homework, huge project, and 8 poems a night read and analyzed for English).

I'm open to travelling together. Now, I'm going to finish typing my bio and start editing it.

Firefoot · 05-22-2005, 09:12 PM

*** PLACED ON GAME PROPOSAL ~*~ PIO ***

NAME: Lómwë

AGE: Born 1256, Age of Trees

RACE: Noldorin Elf of Lothlórien

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: His sword, Coruthel, is his weapon of choice. It is of Dwarvish make and was acquired soon after the Noldor returned to Beleriand. The scabbard is plain leather, bearing no devices. However, he has had little practical use for his sword of late, requiring more his bow, which is such as the Galadhrim use. He also carries a long knife, which is a useful tool if not always used as a weapon.

APPEARANCE: Tall, lithe but well-muscled. Black hair which he wears partially pulled back; it falls to just past his shoulders. Eyes are grey, with a blue tint; his gaze is keen. He has high cheekbones and a firm jaw line.

He wears a tunic of an unassuming-green shade with a belt of dark brown leather, and underneath this a shirt of chain mail. His breeches are earth-colored and his boots, also dark leather, extend to about mid-calf. He also wears one of the grey-green cloaks of Lórien.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Lómwë suffers from a strange combination of longing for the glory of the Elder Days and regretting them, desiring both to remember and to forget. He has never been one to let go, and while he has adopted the customs of the Galadhrim, in many other ways he dwells largely on the past. He has never been overly friendly, though neither was he outright cold, and has put many people off by this; he has had few close relationships. He is more of a follower than a leader, but will readily make his own decisions. Though less impulsive than he had been in youth, he still maintains a quiet intenseness about him. He is proud, though not arrogant, and can be stubborn.

HISTORY: Born in the fair city of Tirion upon Túna, Lómwë spent much of his youth exploring the lands around the city. Though he loved the beautiful land of Valinor and the bliss of the light of the Trees, he eventually found that the trails and woods seemed too well-traveled and found himself to be more than a little curious about the lands beyond the sea: the realms of Beleriand, the great Mountains of Mist, Cuiviénen under the stars. He contented himself, however, desiring not to leave the fair land of his birth; that is, until the flight of the Noldor.

In the years following Melkor’s pardon, Lómwë was more of a passive spectator than a participant, though his father, a jewel-smith, received aid from Melkor numerous times. Lómwë was ever wary of these interactions, though he soon found he could little untangle the lies from the truths of Melkor. He respected Fëanor greatly, and when Fëanor called for the Noldor to follow him to Middle-earth, Lómwë followed gladly. He made some attempt to find his family first, but found them not. He later found out that they, too, were among the throng.

He was in the van of the host, and, still under the influence of Fëanor’s heated words, readily took part in the Kinslaying, an action he eventually came to regret. His sister, his only sibling, was killed in the Kinslaying, and partially because of this his parents afterwards followed Finarfin and forsook the march. Thus Lómwë was the only one of his kindred to land in Middle-earth.

During the battles of Beleriand he marched always in the vanguard. Once Fëanor fell, he immediately turned to Maedhros for leadership, of all Fëanor’s sons the one he found the best leader and most courageous. During the Long Peace he fell in love with and married a Green Elf of Ossiriand, Ellothiel. Also in this time they had a son, Aradol. Both wife and young son were killed during the Dagor Bragollach while Lómwë was away fighting.

After this Lómwë lost most of his taste for fighting, and after the Nirnaeth Arnoediad he fought no more until the War of Wrath and dwelt for a time among the Green Elves, his wife’s kin. After the War of Wrath Lómwë found himself bereft and without purpose. He desired not to return to Valinor, in part for pride but mostly in hopes for finding someplace new and not filled with memories. He wandered about Middle-earth for a time, soon settling in with the Noldor under Galadriel’s leadership, who alone of the Elvish leaders remaining in Middle-earth had been present since the Unchaining of Melkor.

He did not fight in any battles of the Second and Third Ages save to defend Lórien. He assimilated himself into the culture of Lórien, caring little for outside affairs. He eventually wound up as a marchwarden. Though melded into the new ways, he felt deep longing for times as they were, for though there had been sorrow, there had also been valor, and courage, and glory. So when Malris’ summons had come, he accepted almost full-heartedly, the exception being the small part of him that wanted to let the past be past; it haunted him enough without searching it out.

piosenniel · 05-23-2005, 12:41 PM

Nicely done, Firefoot!

~*~ Pio

05-20-2005, 01:58 PM	#3
Anguirel Byronic Brand Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: The 1590s Posts: 2,778	By the way, can I cry mercy to all you Elves who are nicely kitted up with accents? Rendering them is beyond my computer, so if you don't mind I'll refer to you as, for example, Oremir. Is this alright? __________________ Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter -Il Lupo Fenriso

05-20-2005, 03:48 PM	#4
Envinyatar Quill Revenant Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Wandering through the Downs..... Posts: 849	Oremir is fine. I'm surprised, though, that the accent/diacritical marks don't work on your computer. They've worked on both my very old and then new PC. They also work on my laptop. Have you tried the guide to making them found here? Do make sure the NUM LOCK light is on when you try it. -E- __________________ ‘Many are the strange chances of the world,’ said Mithrandir, ‘and help oft shall come from the hands of the weak when the Wise falter.’ – Gandalf in: The Silmarillion, 'Of the Rings of Power and the Third Age'

05-22-2005, 09:12 PM	#6
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	*** PLACED ON GAME PROPOSAL ~~ PIO NAME: Lómwë AGE: Born 1256, Age of Trees RACE: Noldorin Elf of Lothlórien GENDER: Male WEAPONS: His sword, Coruthel, is his weapon of choice. It is of Dwarvish make and was acquired soon after the Noldor returned to Beleriand. The scabbard is plain leather, bearing no devices. However, he has had little practical use for his sword of late, requiring more his bow, which is such as the Galadhrim use. He also carries a long knife, which is a useful tool if not always used as a weapon. APPEARANCE: Tall, lithe but well-muscled. Black hair which he wears partially pulled back; it falls to just past his shoulders. Eyes are grey, with a blue tint; his gaze is keen. He has high cheekbones and a firm jaw line. He wears a tunic of an unassuming-green shade with a belt of dark brown leather, and underneath this a shirt of chain mail. His breeches are earth-colored and his boots, also dark leather, extend to about mid-calf. He also wears one of the grey-green cloaks of Lórien. PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Lómwë suffers from a strange combination of longing for the glory of the Elder Days and regretting them, desiring both to remember and to forget. He has never been one to let go, and while he has adopted the customs of the Galadhrim, in many other ways he dwells largely on the past. He has never been overly friendly, though neither was he outright cold, and has put many people off by this; he has had few close relationships. He is more of a follower than a leader, but will readily make his own decisions. Though less impulsive than he had been in youth, he still maintains a quiet intenseness about him. He is proud, though not arrogant, and can be stubborn. HISTORY*: Born in the fair city of Tirion upon Túna, Lómwë spent much of his youth exploring the lands around the city. Though he loved the beautiful land of Valinor and the bliss of the light of the Trees, he eventually found that the trails and woods seemed too well-traveled and found himself to be more than a little curious about the lands beyond the sea: the realms of Beleriand, the great Mountains of Mist, Cuiviénen under the stars. He contented himself, however, desiring not to leave the fair land of his birth; that is, until the flight of the Noldor. In the years following Melkor’s pardon, Lómwë was more of a passive spectator than a participant, though his father, a jewel-smith, received aid from Melkor numerous times. Lómwë was ever wary of these interactions, though he soon found he could little untangle the lies from the truths of Melkor. He respected Fëanor greatly, and when Fëanor called for the Noldor to follow him to Middle-earth, Lómwë followed gladly. He made some attempt to find his family first, but found them not. He later found out that they, too, were among the throng. He was in the van of the host, and, still under the influence of Fëanor’s heated words, readily took part in the Kinslaying, an action he eventually came to regret. His sister, his only sibling, was killed in the Kinslaying, and partially because of this his parents afterwards followed Finarfin and forsook the march. Thus Lómwë was the only one of his kindred to land in Middle-earth. During the battles of Beleriand he marched always in the vanguard. Once Fëanor fell, he immediately turned to Maedhros for leadership, of all Fëanor’s sons the one he found the best leader and most courageous. During the Long Peace he fell in love with and married a Green Elf of Ossiriand, Ellothiel. Also in this time they had a son, Aradol. Both wife and young son were killed during the Dagor Bragollach while Lómwë was away fighting. After this Lómwë lost most of his taste for fighting, and after the Nirnaeth Arnoediad he fought no more until the War of Wrath and dwelt for a time among the Green Elves, his wife’s kin. After the War of Wrath Lómwë found himself bereft and without purpose. He desired not to return to Valinor, in part for pride but mostly in hopes for finding someplace new and not filled with memories. He wandered about Middle-earth for a time, soon settling in with the Noldor under Galadriel’s leadership, who alone of the Elvish leaders remaining in Middle-earth had been present since the Unchaining of Melkor. He did not fight in any battles of the Second and Third Ages save to defend Lórien. He assimilated himself into the culture of Lórien, caring little for outside affairs. He eventually wound up as a marchwarden. Though melded into the new ways, he felt deep longing for times as they were, for though there had been sorrow, there had also been valor, and courage, and glory. So when Malris’ summons had come, he accepted almost full-heartedly, the exception being the small part of him that wanted to let the past be past; it haunted him enough without searching it out. Last edited by piosenniel; 05-25-2005 at 10:51 AM.*

05-23-2005, 12:41 PM	#7
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Nicely done, Firefoot! ~*~ Pio __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.

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05-20-2005, 01:50 PM	#2
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	I promise, I'm working on my bio. I've just been busy. I was thinking, though. Fea, since both of our characters are from Lothlórien, will they have travelled together? I'm open to either way, but I was curious to your thoughts on this.