Setting Sails for Valinor Discussion Thread

[ElentariGreenleaf]

Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? YES - Which one? Cirith Ungol, Hunt for the Dragon, Holiday in the Sun (part of), Search for the lost messenger (cameo)

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 Which one? Both


For your character please include:
NAME: Imthôlion

AGE: 3706

RACE: Lothlorien Elf

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Skilled with both sword and bow, Imthôlion uses both with deadly accuracy, though he prefers to use his sword.

APPEARANCE: Imthôlion is no different to any other Lothlorien elf. He has blonde hair, cut level with his shoulders, grey eyes and is of average height. Nothing about his appearance would draw your eye to him in a crowd, though Time itself has drained the colour from his face. His weariness has only just begun to affect his features, but if you look at his eyes you would see a great emptiness that only the Undying Lands could heal.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Imthôlion’s personality is much like his appearance – it is no different to any other elf’s personality. He keeps mostly to himself, but is known by all save a few of the Lothlorien elves. If he is given a task, Imthôlion will not give up, unless it is obvious the task cannot be completed. He is kind and caring with a good sense of humour. Because of this, he will try to cheer up anyone who is looking sad, regardless of his own sadness. He will also do anything to help or protect a friend, not giving a single thought about how he will fare in it.

Imthôlion’s generosity would have to be said to be both his strength and weakness. While helping those with emotional or physical torment he will also give people his possessions if he thinks someone needs it (see History). He was once weak in the sense that he loved the mortal kind, but since the beginning of the War of the Ring, Imthôlion has lost his love for all mortals save the Hobbits.

Imthôlion loves nature and tends to any plant or animal that is ill. Because of his time spend tending to them, Imthôlion knows the various properties of plants and which can be used for healing, or for poison (though he never expects to use them for that).

HISTORY: Imthôlion is the youngest of three siblings, but is the only one left, for the other two sailed with their parents to the Undying Lands when he was 896 years old. He was too young to leave. Having been born and raised in Lothlorien, Imthôlion never left his home forest for the first thousand of so years of his life because he was content to stay in the fair place. However, during the next millennium he became restless and so travelled all over Middle Earth (I say all over, but he did not travel far to the south and the east) and he became familiar with the different races and cultures. But when evil began to stir when Bilbo found the ring of power, Imthôlion felt his place was in Lothlorien, and there he stays.

It was when he returned from his travels, that Imthôlion was seen to be overly generous. He once, while staying in Rohan, gave his cloak and sword to a poor man who he had helped heal. On receiving the sword, the man turned on Imthôlion and attacked him, but saw the error of his ways and jumped from a cliff. Imthôlion was not seen to be in the wrong, but always felt guilty and blamed himself for the man’s death. However, he helped many people in need while he toured Middle Earth and returned with only what he wore remaining in his possession. On his return, he was recruited as a one of the Lothlorien Guard.

Material objects have never been important to Imthôlion. There are only two things he cherishes: life and memories. Without his childhood memories, Imthôlion feels that age would have caught up with him sooner and caused him to leave for the Undying Lands many years ago. He does not regret his decision to stay in Middle Earth so long.

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Elentari Greenleaf's post:

Imthôlion sat in the meeting, looking at the note he had been handed. A sigh escaped his slightly parted lips as the news sank in. His time had come – he would finally leave for the Undying Lands. Had he have been given the opportunity a few years ago he, as had Siralil, would have handed the note to another, for he had loved all mortal folk. Yet, since the beginning of the War, Imthôlion could only find love for one race of mortals – the gentle Hobbits. The ring was safely in the keeping of Frodo, a most trust worthy Hobbit, accompanied by the Fellowship of the Ring, a group of eight others well suited to protect the ring bearer. However, only eight of the nine now remained, for Gandalf ha fallen into shadow. Imthôlion had also heard that one of the Men, a man of Gondor, was becoming corrupted. Imthôlion’s love of men had failed. He saw them now as power hungry, and easily corrupted. They were weak.

So Imthôlion now had no wish to stay in Middle Earth. He had travelled around its fair lands, avoiding the darker ones, and so could find no reason to give up his place on the last ship from the havens. He rose and left the meeting room, for there was now no one to converse with. He kept the note held tightly in his hand, for if he lost it he feared he would not be given another.

The moon was high in the heavens, casting its silver light through the magnificent branches of the many trees in Lothlorien. Imthôlion decided he would walk for the last time both in and below the trees. It was a sad, yet happy time for Imthôlion. Dawn would see him leave the woods forever.
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[EDIT] That is the longest character bio I've done! EVER! (except for Elentari). He's my first male character (I think) so pm me if anything needs changing ^_^;

[ October 05, 2003: Message edited by: ElentariGreenleaf ]

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