Woyogoyo
The Oncoming Storm
- Joined
- Aug 22, 2012
- Location
- Sacred Realm
Faolan rides out into Mordor. " Might as well make a flashy entrance!" He calls to them. He shoots several fire arrows at the gate.
Middle Earth RP
- Thread starter Woyogoyo
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DarkAssassinXer
Dweller of the Clockwork
He sighed. "God dammit Faolan.." He continued to sneak in through his way.
DarkAssassinXer
Dweller of the Clockwork
"While he distracts them, lets keep going our way.." He crawled through until they reached one of the towers.
DarkAssassinXer
Dweller of the Clockwork
"If there were disguises around here.."
Kaleb Dampf
YouTube- www.youtube.com/user/F3artheReaper
- Joined
- Mar 31, 2011
- Location
- US of A
[Name: Keleb]
[Race: Elf]
[Gender: Male]
[Age: 3470]
[Appearance: Unusally fit for an Elf. Braided golden hair, blue eyes. Wears a bronze breastplate emblazoned with the crest of his Lorien Home. Silver and Olive drab cloak.]
[Weaponry: Bow, knives, shield, heavy-handed blades, one handed swords, clubs and maces, spears]
[Short Bio: Part of the Ancient Sect of the Guardians, a service to Eriador since the first Age, Keleb of Lorien was never an ordinary Elf. Seeing as very few go into the secret group, he excelled in their skills, and proficiency in almost all forms of fighting. Around the end of the Second Age, the Peoples of Middle Earth all but forgot about the Guardians, so Keleb set of towards the Land of Combe, near the outskirts of Bree, and made his home there with old kinsmen and women, in a smaller version of a guild they dubbed, "Blades of Triumph"]
"Stumbling upon a small encampment nearby his scouting route for the Guardians, a secret sect long since void of thought by the remainder of Middle Earth for near an Age, Keleb of Lorien, an Elf of lore, sees a commotion near the gates of Mordor....
" 'Tis a dark day indeed when Mordor stirs once more,"' he said to himself, shaking his head at the ground. Looking to his pack, he assessed his supplies, and set off towards the disturbance, unaware of what he was about to get into....."
[Race: Elf]
[Gender: Male]
[Age: 3470]
[Appearance: Unusally fit for an Elf. Braided golden hair, blue eyes. Wears a bronze breastplate emblazoned with the crest of his Lorien Home. Silver and Olive drab cloak.]
[Weaponry: Bow, knives, shield, heavy-handed blades, one handed swords, clubs and maces, spears]
[Short Bio: Part of the Ancient Sect of the Guardians, a service to Eriador since the first Age, Keleb of Lorien was never an ordinary Elf. Seeing as very few go into the secret group, he excelled in their skills, and proficiency in almost all forms of fighting. Around the end of the Second Age, the Peoples of Middle Earth all but forgot about the Guardians, so Keleb set of towards the Land of Combe, near the outskirts of Bree, and made his home there with old kinsmen and women, in a smaller version of a guild they dubbed, "Blades of Triumph"]
"Stumbling upon a small encampment nearby his scouting route for the Guardians, a secret sect long since void of thought by the remainder of Middle Earth for near an Age, Keleb of Lorien, an Elf of lore, sees a commotion near the gates of Mordor....
" 'Tis a dark day indeed when Mordor stirs once more,"' he said to himself, shaking his head at the ground. Looking to his pack, he assessed his supplies, and set off towards the disturbance, unaware of what he was about to get into....."
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DarkAssassinXer
Dweller of the Clockwork
((Err, are we still taking new people? We're a bit far in the rp.))
DarkAssassinXer
Dweller of the Clockwork
He flew around low, finding a few disguises. "Not the best, but it'll do."
Woyogoyo
The Oncoming Storm
- Joined
- Aug 22, 2012
- Location
- Sacred Realm
(( Kaleb, your character is accepted.))
DarkAssassinXer
Dweller of the Clockwork
He handed her one. "Put this on, we'll be able to sneak around."
DarkAssassinXer
Dweller of the Clockwork
He put his on as well. "Alright, stay by my side." He walked inside the fortress, acting like a normal guard.