Blood Run: A Terror Returns Discussion Thread

[Durelin]

Both very very good points, Firefoot. Yes, that is a bit of an age discrepency...

And yes, we are in dreadful need of Hobbits! I agree, the last two spots should be Hobbits. And we really need at least one of those spots filled...Toby can't be the only Hobbit!

If we get desperate, I'll fill in a Hobbit role as a sort of secondary character, but I do hope we get people interested in trying a Hobbit...

Pio - Could you please change the last two open spots in the character list to Hobbits only? (And male only, of course, considering Hobbit traditions.) Thanks much!

If someone is interested in being a part of the game, but does not want to be a Hobbit, please PM myself and/or Firefoot and we'll see what we can do.

[Crystal Heart]

I have updated my post accordingly. I hope it now fits.

[piosenniel]

Updated and moved along....

[Thinlómien]

So I'm going to be the only female? Nice.

When should the bios etc be ready? Soon, but how soon? I mean, we have to plan things tgether with Finduilas so it takes a bit more time than if we did it alone...

[piosenniel]

Today is Tuesday, May 8th.

I'd like the Bios to be done by Tuesday, May 15th at the very latest, and preferably sooner.

First Posts should be on board by Friday, May 18th.

That should give everyone plenty of time to get bios & posts done.

Adjust the day/date to your timezone, everyone, & let's get the game ready to start.

Thanks!

~*~ Pio, game moderator

[Thinlómien]

Alright, thanks for the info, pio. *goes to PM Finduilas*

[Thinlómien]

Finduilas, please clear your PM box.

[Dunwen]

Greetings, Breelanders!

Pio very kindly asked me if I would be interested in playing the remaining male hobbit in this RPG. If there are no objections, I would!

I've got a character in mind, but I'm still working out the details. At this point, it looks like he's one of the many Tunnellys that live around Bree, and he's about 34 years old. I was thinking it might be interesting if he had a good friend among the humans, as that is unique to Bree. Any thoughts on that idea?

[Durelin]

Newsman - Great bio, but there's one thing we have to straighten out. Please keep an eye on your PM box.

mormegil - Very nice post! If I can ask one little thing - could you briefly place Kuric at the town meeting specifically, and mention how he volunteers (if he speaks out himself, if he just raises his hand or something - though you don't need to get specific unless you'd like to).

I don't mean to be picky, but as we will be going straight from the town meeting to the meeting of the "Defenders," I'd like it to be as straight of a transition as possible from the first posts to the start of the game, if that makes sense... But anyway - one sentence will really do for that as far as I'm concerned.

Dimturiel and Forest Elf - Great posts!

Thanks, Pio, for updating the outline!

[Newsman]

Just so we realize it, i changed my previous post to a new character.

[mormegil]

Originally Posted by Durelin

[b]mormegil - Very nice post! If I can ask one little thing - could you briefly place Kuric at the town meeting specifically, and mention how he volunteers (if he speaks out himself, if he just raises his hand or something - though you don't need to get specific unless you'd like to).

I don't mean to be picky, but as we will be going straight from the town meeting to the meeting of the "Defenders," I'd like it to be as straight of a transition as possible from the first posts to the start of the game, if that makes sense... But anyway - one sentence will really do for that as far as I'm concerned.

Done, I hope it's okay. Don't worry about being picky, I've asked for you help and told you I'm new at this so I hope to get all the help I can. So if anybody has any suggestions or help to give please do.

[piosenniel]

- Player List moved forward -

[Firefoot]

As soon as we have everyone's bios and first posts - so theoretically, by next weekend.

[Finduilas]

I should have my bio posted Sunday... or Monday.

[Farael]

Linked to Character/Player List ~*~ Pio


Alright! here's my bio... I'll try to work on my first post sometime tomorrow but it's Mother's Day so I don't know how much I'll manage to get done. For now, I hope you enjoy this Bio. If there any changes you'd like to see, feel free to comment.



NAME: Robby Twofoot.

AGE: 29

RACE: Hobbit

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: Weapons? They are such ungainly and unwholesome artefacts… Or so would Robby tell you. Yet, being a practical hobbit who found himself taking care of the cattle on his father’s farm quite often, he carried around a small sling and a small pack of rounded stones. He also owned a knife, which he used in the (rare) occasions where he would spend the night camping far from his father’s comfortable hobbit hole. Being a fairly good cook, he used this knife for skinning rabbits and other small game he could trap.

APPEARANCE: Perhaps too young to have grown fat as most hobbits invariably do, Robby is rather slim and perhaps even “muscular” if such term could ever be applied to a hobbit. Of course, this is said in no conventional way, as there is some extra padding around his waist. With curly brown hair, dark brown eyes and red cheeks there is not much that distinguishes him from other hobbits.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Perhaps because of his rather average looks Robby has always been one to take some risks and draw some attention to himself. Of course, so far, these risks have been only furtive excursions to Farmer Rowan’s strawberry and raspberry fields and the occasional night spent camping and telling stories by the campfire with a few of his friends.

HISTORY: Being the only sun of Rory and Betsy Twofoot, Robby has always been well looked after. In the opinion of some of the Bree folk (lead certainly by Farmer Rowan), too well looked after. Regardless, he had never wanted much that his parents would not give him, and what he had he most often had procured by himself. And all of these, other than Farmer Rowan’s berries which he had appropriated without payment (using the word “stolen” here would be too hard a statement), he had earned through his hard work.

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Farael's post


“You should go to this Town Meeting son, it will be good for you” Grumbled Robby, thinking of what his father had told him earlier that day. “Oh, your dad is right Rob” had said his mother “it won’t be long before you realize your tweens are over and you are a gentlehobbit. You can’t grow up overnight son”.

Well, how was he ever going to grow up if he kept being told what to do by his parents? As they said themselves, he was almost out of his tweens! Regardless, here he was, looking desperately for any of his friends to talk to. He did not find any of his usual friends, but instead, he saw beautiful Rose Overhill. She was Timmy’s (or rather Timothy Underhil, Robby’s best friend) cousin’s twice removed on his mother’s side, which among hobbits is close enough to be considered a “relative”. As such, she was invited to Timmy’s birthday parties, where she did an excellent job of ignoring Robby Twofoot. Not to be discouraged by such minor setbacks, Robby kept on approaching her, until she finally agreed that he was not that bad a hobbit. Yet in spite of young Twofoot’s best efforts to impress her, she only regarded him as an acquaintance.

As he slowly made his way towards her in the crowded room, the mayor of Bree started talking about this frightful menace that was haunting the farms. Robby had, as the son of a farmer himself, heard plenty about it, but he did not concern himself much with it. None of his sheep had been attacked, and so he considered himself safe, and perhaps a little lucky. Still, knowing it would not do to start a conversation while the major was speaking, he stopped walking and pretended to pay attention to what Mayor Hershman was saying. Truth was, he was still looking at Miss Overhill, hoping to catch her eye.

Mayor Hershman, meanwhile, rambled on and on about this menace, and what they would do about it. It seemed that Farmer Mugwort would lead a group of men and hobbits to find out what this monster was, and deal with it accordingly. It sounded like an {i]adventure[/I] something that only those crazy folks from The Shire seemed bent on doing. He had heard many stories about “Mad Baggins” and his endless treasure, and then his son Frodo, along with Mayor Gamgee, had killed some sorcerer or another (personally, he always liked better the story of Master Peregrin Took and Meriadoc Brandybuck, two great and memorable hobbits who had fought alongside kings… and talking trees). But that was work for the Shire folk and not good , decent hobbits of Bree.

A few hands were raised, volunteers who would follow Farmer Mugwort on his search for this “menace”. And then, the unthinkable happened. Rose Overhill finally noticed him being there, and acknowledged him with a smile. Not only that, she walked over to him, and in a voice that sounded as harps playing in sweet harmony told Robby “Robby Twofoot! I did not expect to find you here. I thought you would be trampling around with your friends, too busy with your games and jests to be concerned by the troubles of others”

-“Why, of course Miss Overhill, I am no longer a lad of twenty five summers.” Answered Robby, hoping to sound more confident than how he truly felt. “As a matter of fact, I was thinking I should perhaps volunteer to join Farmer Mugwort and the others. It is time I do something other than looking after my daddy’s… that is, my father’s cattle.”

Rose seemed to be truly impressed, and so with a tingling in his stomach that may have been caused the proximity of Miss Overhill (or perhaps the fact that his father would positively disown him for being so reckless) Robby Twofoot raised his hand to catch Mayor Hershman’s eye and volunteered himself. After all, they were just going to find out what this “thing” may be… there was no reason to be worried about it, a couple of days camping under the stars and looking at what Robby expected to be some pawprints from one animal or another. No reason to be worried at all.

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[Dunwen]

Linked to Player/Character list ~*~ Pio


NAME: Sam Tunnelly

AGE: 34

RACE: Hobbit of Bree

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: A long leaf-shaped steel knife, like those the Elves used to carry, but of Sam's own making. He also has a hobbit-sized bow and arrows from his youth, and like many hobbits is quite accurate at throwing stones or other objects at a target. Sam is a fine wrestler as well, although he only does so for sport.

APPEARANCE: A full 4 feet tall, Sam is slightly less plump than most hobbits, and has broad muscular shoulders and arms developed from years working at the forge in Bree. He is very strong for a hobbit, and is even capable of besting a Man in a wrestling match, as he has proven during some of the rowdier evenings at the Prancing Pony. Sam has a broad, generally friendly-looking face surmounted by curly dark brown hair. His eyes are blue.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Easy-going and placid, Sam is used to hard work. While he wouldn't have chosen to be a smith of his own accord, he knows he's lucky to have been placed in a profitable line of work with a kindly master, so he doesn't complain. He takes pleasure where he can: a pint of ale after a hot day in the forge, tending the smith's garden, spending time with his friends. One of his greatest assets is his physical strength, which is combined with remarkable agility. Sam was forced to learn letters and ciphering during his apprenticeship, which has come in handy on occasion over the years. His even temper is a double-edged sword: while he doesn't often become angry, he tends to go along with others instead of taking the initiative, and he has seldom tried to set a goal himself and reach it, always preferring to take direction from others.

HISTORY: Sam, named after the famed Samwise Gamgee, is the second son of Magwich and Aminta Tunnelly. He has an older brother, Frodo, and two younger sisters, Begonia and Lobelia. He spent his early years on the family farm near Bree, but was apprenticed at the age of 14 to the blacksmith in Bree, and has lived at the Bree forge ever since. While he remains close to his family, he made several friends in Bree over the years, including Eric Wadell, one of the Big Folk his own age. Sam is currently a journeyman smith, permitted by his master to take commissions. He is conscientious in his work, but he'd by far rather be outdoors tending a bit of garden of his own or rambling through the woods. Now that he's of age, he enjoys visiting the Prancing Pony regularly.

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Dunwen's post

Normally, Sam Tunnelly liked Big Folk. After all, he'd lived in Bree since he'd been apprenticed at the age of fourteen to the town smith, who was a Man himself. But at this day's town meeting, their sheer size made it hard for a Hobbit, even one as strong as Sam, to get through. Alas, he'd arrived too late to get a seat on one of the benches, so he had to listen as best he could. Seeing over the heads of the crowd would be unlikely for any of the Little Folk; seeing through the press of bodies a matter of luck.

Some town meetings attracted only a scant number of people of either size, but this one was about the rash of mangled animal corpses that had shown up all over the Breeland and it was packed. Sam's own Dad, a farmer on the outskirts of town, had sent word only yesterday that they'd lost one of their two milk cows and that a barn cat had been found torn to bits. Losing the cow was a hard blow for the family, as the extra dairy goods had brought a small but steady income to the farm. But the cat was scarier, for they seldom strayed far from the barn, and the barn was an easy walk from the door of their burrow. According to the neighboring farmer who'd brought word to Sam, his Dad wasn't letting his mother or two younger sisters step outside unless he or his oldest son, Sam's brother Frodo, was with them.

Many others were as frightened as his father, he learned as he listened carefully to the talk in his immediate vicinity. Sam recognized several voices. He stood up to his full four feet when he heard his old friend Eric Wadell speaking. Sam approved of Eric's suggestion for a group of Breelandrs to find the thing and stop it. He frowned at the mayor's high-handedness in telling Eric he had to be one of the searchers, though. He'd bet a gold piece that Eric hadn't intended to go on the hunt. His friend had a mother and sisters to support, after all.

As talk went on in the meeting, Sam had a small debate with himself. He didn't like the idea of going out and looking for some unknown and bloodthirsty thing, but there were others, Big and Little, who volunteered to join Eric in doing just that. He thought of his Dad's fears for their womenfolk. It occured to him that he was probably the strongest hobbit in Bree and at only 34 years old, he had no one depending on him for support. He'd learned some woodcraft as a boy hunting with bow and arrow. And if one of his best friends was going --

"Hi!" The burly hobbit jumped and waved his hand to get the mayor's attention. "I'll go, too." He cleared his throat and added, "Sam Tunnelly, journeyman smith," somewhat unnecessarily, as he was known to most of Bree.

'Well, I've put my toes in the fire now,' he thought unhappily, as the meeting went on around him. 'I hope they don't get eaten along with the rest of me.'


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[piosenniel]

- Bringing this forward -


Players/Characters List

• HOBBITS
  
  
• 1.) Firefoot - Toby Mugwort
  
  
• 2.) Newsman - Madoc Hurnt
  
  
• 3.) Farael - Robby Twofoot
  
  
• 4.) Dunwen - Sam Tunnelly
  
  
• MEN
  
  
• 1.) Durelin - Parkun Felderth
  
  
• 2.) Forest Elf - Grimbeorn Tinuviel
  
  
• 3.) Dimturiel - Erling Headstrong
  
  
• 4.) Crystal Heart - Eric Wadell
  
  
• 5.) Finduilas – "Ash" (Aragorn) Winkle
  
  
• 6.) Thinlómien - "Lea" (Leanora) Winkle
  
  
• DWARF
  
  
• 1.) mormegil - Kuric Spearhead

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The Bios are all in and look great!

First Posts should be on board by Friday, May 18th, or sooner if possible.


Thanks!

~*~ Pio, game moderator