RPing bios

[Pippin]

Im kinda proud of this one.   lmao.

Name: Mikau, as named by some
Gender: Male
Race: Rohirrim
Height: 5"7
Age: 17
Home: Meduseld
Family: Parents died when young and never met them. No brothers nor sisters nor any alive family.
Powers: Very skilled with the sword and the bow.
Weapons: Sword, bow and arrows.
Animals: A hawk
Appearance: Tall and fair, almost like Elves. Long golden-red hair, green leaf eyes, a pair of brown old boots, and a green vestment with a belt with birds surrounding it.
History: He was born in Rohan and soon after he was born his mother died and his father died 2 years later in a battle. He was brought up by several families who took him in their care. His real name is a mystery to him and so was named Mikau, meaning, Luck Stricken. He soon learned the arts of swordfighting and befriended wild horses running in the outskirts or Rohan and all other wild beasts, in that way, getting his loyal friend, a hawk, named Faxe. Never had much friends and travelled on his own when turning 14.

[Lothiel]

Well, it seems Falasion is getting a lot of attention in the Thranduil Halls RP, so, I guess it's about time I put together a bio for him.

Name: Falasion
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Age: n/a
Family: Mother Mírfaen, a healer & wise-woman of Imladris; Father Taurvornion, deceased--a casualty of the wars with Melkor. Older Sister, Ithilwen

Home: Imladris (Rivendell)

Occupation: An apprentice craftsmaster, learning the specialty of weaponry-making.

Build: Rather tall, but thin like a bean-pole; he has rather well-developed muscles in his arms and shoulders from working as an apprentice weaponry craftsmaster and spending long hours at the forge.

Weapons: He has some skill with the bow, but is not great. He prefers to make weapons rather than wield them, though he does sometimes wish he had skill comparable to that of his sister.

Animals: None as of yet, although he does take particular pains to care for injured birds and beasts which find their way to Imladris.

Appearance: Black hair and intense, brown eyes. An angular (yet mobile) face with a strong jaw and a straight nose. Strong and capable hands, and muscular arms from his work in the forge. Occaisionally he will have burn-marks on his arms or hands from his work. He generally wears a blue tunic (belted at the waist), leggings, and short boots. You will often see him wearing his forge gloves and apron, particularly during the week when he is working hard at his apprenticeship. His hair is rather messy at times (think Harry Potter, lol!).

Weaknesses: He tends to be a bit impulsive and brash (can you tell this runs in the family? lol!), and he is rather garrulous (talkative).

Personality: Charismatic and fun-loving with a strong sense of family pride. Fiercely loyal, and a bit of a scamp--he can never resist harrassing his sister (like most brothers!). He often gets into "good-natured" mischief when he is not working hard at his apprenticeship.

History: A young Elf, he was born of Noldorin parentage. He did not know his father as well as he would have liked, and was greatly saddened when his father was one of the casualties in the Wars against Melkor. He is close to his sister, Ithilwen, though he rarely gets to see her since she is often out on scout duty. He is also close with his mother, Mírfaen, and seems to be the "glue which holds all together" in his family. He admires his sister for her skill with weapons, and always tries to be as good as she is, yet what really calls him is the skill of the smith.

[Tishamet]

Ok. The same thing happened in Finrod, but for some reason, I have a really hard time laying out a character like that. I'm gonna do it a different way, if that's alright. If you guys have no idea what I'm like, letme knowand I'll try and do it the other way. Here goes:

Mae Govannen, friends. I am Tishamet, the forgotten Istari. What? You ask what I mean by forgotten? Well, it is a story I like to tell often, so I will tell it to you. I did not arrive in Middle-Earth with the other Istari. In fact, I don't really know what happened. I don't remember my time before Middle-Earth, just that there was one. I found myself lying in the forest one day. A beautiful forest, but young. Nature is my love, so I tended it. I nurtered it, helped it learn and grow old. I spoke with the treeherders and the huorns, teaching them of the verses, for although I did not know how I knew them, I did. Soon, though, I had to leave the forest, now called Fangorn, simply because I was Istari. I needed to see the world I had found myself in, to learn about it. When I came abroad, I found that five more wizards had been sent to Middle-Earth during the years I spent in Fangorn. Radagast was a name I remembered. He had been a friend of mine in another world, I knew, though beyond that, I knew nothing. I sought him out, though I found that he did not remember me. I could not blame him, as I did not truly remember him. He could not believe there was a sixth Istari, for a reason I do not know. Perhaps something had gone wrong with me and they were sent to take my place, told that there were only the five of them. I have no idea. But I was here, so I made the best of it. I wandered Middle-Earth for many years and learned many things. My power as a wizard grew, though I learned to keep it a secret. Too many people disdianed wizards, and I am not a man like Gandalf or Saruman, who I have met under a different name. They are leaders, bending men to their will with words, not magic. I am not a man for words or for a court. A grove of trees and some birdsong suits me better. Anyway, my journeys continue. I am not sure why I am here, but I try to do as much good as I can. If I do have a purpose, I try to fulfill it. That, my friends is my story. I will seem you again, I'm sure

[Simbelmyne]

Name: Oreth
Gender: female
Race: Easterling
Height: 5' 11
Age: 23
Place of Residence: The East
Family: Mother Annûl, father Kharem, sister Ameth
Powers: Mage with mostly seeing magic and fire-magic.
Weapons: None, she fights with magic and occasionally a staff.
Animals: None.

Appearance: Oreth has long dark hair and golden skin. She has dark eyes framed by long lashes.

Personality: Oreth is quite shy among strangers, but when angered she loses her temper.

History: Oreth was born not long before the War of the Ring, and her father was forced to fight in it on Sauron's side. He deserted and was later pardoned by King Elessar when he gave himself up. Oreth came west and worked magic for those who had been injured in the War or for things that had been destroyed in the War.

[ArwenUndomiel]

Name: Estelwen (Hope-maiden)
Race: Half-Elven (Half Human)
Age: quite young around 100
Gender: Female
Family: Daughter of Arwen and Aragorn
Height: 5’’11
Home: Mainly Rivendell but generally a wanderer
Build: Medium Build (Like her mother)
Weapons: Anduril (given to her by her father when Eldarion became king as a token of her lineage. Bow
Other items: The Evenstar pendant (She received this after all her sisters died as they were human)
Animals/Transport: By foot but sometimes she uses horses from Rohan
Appearance: Wavy auburn/ginger hair down her back, she usually wears hunting clothes, when she is wandering, covered by a grey cloak (like Arwen in the scene where she meets Aragorn in the wild after Weathertop.) when in Rivendell she usually wears beautiful elven gowns. Her eyes are a beautiful ice blue.
Strengths: Skilled Swordswoman and Healer
Weaknesses: Tends to keep her emotions hidden, some find her cold
Personality: Her personality resembles her father’s, Aragorn’s, she is mysterious, loyal, and noble. She is fearless, brave and reserved.
History: She was the youngest of the children of Arwen and Aragorn and she was their only child to have the Elven gifts, immortality, excellent hearing and sight etc. She was born in Minas Tirith but was raised in Rivendell with the remaining Elves as it was clear that she was of their race. She became the Lady of Rivendell after her parents died and her brother, Eldarion, ascended the throne. By the time she was an adult her siblings and parents had died. She then began to aid the races.

This is my first time at a RP character so please tell me if it is rubbish!!

[Lessien]

Heh.. I might as well join in all the fun

Name: Lessien
Gender: Female
Race: Maiar
Height: 6"
Age: Unknown
Home: Likes to travel but does not like to be away from the sunclusion of forests
Family: Quite difficult to say, her parents are unknown, but it is said that Olorin (Gandalf) is her distant cousin.
Powers: Her powers are in the likes of Yavanna, and controls much of the forests. She has no experience with weapons, but is quick to learn.
Weapons: None.
Animals: None.
Appearance: Her hair is long and silvery, and her eyes distant and dark green. She wears only a feather-light dress that changes colours as it moves.
History: Lessien was the second servant of Yavanna Elentari, but as the world began to grow more dangerous, she was sent out of Valinor to care for the Ents and other beings that dwelt in the forests. Gifted with the power to defend her forests.

Hmm she sound's a bit boring I know.. lol.. oh well

[Jack Sparrow]

Ok this is a big stupid question... but what is a Maiar?

[ArwenUndomiel]

Erm well they come from the Undying Lands to help the people of Middle Earth or the Valar!

Gandalf was one if that helps!

[Lessien]

Ahhh don't worry hun! Its not a stupid question.. Maiar, or Maia are the servant's to the Valar. For instance, Gandalf the White is part of a small order, called the Istari, who are Maiar as well

[Jack Sparrow]

Aha! Thanks! I thought it sounded familiar.

Thats cool, having a Maiar.

[Jack Sparrow]

BIO of Dusk the Assassin

Name: Called Dusk
Gender: Male
Race: Mortal
Age: 27
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Sapphire Blue
Skin Shade: Tan (not from the sun)
Height: 6’ 2”
Build: Slender, but muscular
Dress (Usual): Dark colours mostly grey, loose enough to allow gymnastic movement but not loose enough to get in the way, and a cloak and hood in grey. (Grey isn’t as harsh as black and blends better in shadows.)

Place of Residence: Somewhere deep in the bowels of the underworld in Minas Tirith.
Profession: Assassin for hire
Weapons: Assorted daggers, poison, and a slender whip (Nightfall meets Indiana Jones )
Weapon of choice: Poisoned throwing knife attached to a string so it can be dragged back if all goes well with the throw.
Special Gifts: Is near silent walking, climbing, or running.
Special Weaknesses/Fears: Is suspicious of everything and everyone, thinks that gifts stem from favors wanted and friends are shaky alliances, not to be counted on.
Animals (owned): A black cat who follows him around of its own accord. While Dusk has little use for animals and rather dislikes them, as dogs have been a problem with stealth, he rather likes this animal. He has affectionately calls her Shadow and she helps him sometimes with his missions.
Parents: Unknown Pirate and a lady of ill repute.
Siblings: A half brother, Dimtri who died when he was ten.
Romantic Relationships: None… yet.
History: Dusk has lived most of his life in Gondor, mostly in Minas Tirith or Osgiliath, with a few trips to Rohan. Dusk is a little known assassin, of a little known family. Dusk was actually born in Umbar the son of a pirate and a lady of ill repute. Migrated to Minas Tirith and took up as a pick pocket, slowly working his way up to assassin. He is not well known yet and hopes not to become so.

[Elorendil]

Name: Elorendil

Age: 2,055

Gender: Female

Race: Elf

Occupation: Horse trainer

Weapons: Long bow, sword, dagger, knives

Family: Obscure elven family

Birthplace: Mithlond

Home: Elorendil calls Rivendell 'home'.

Language: Sindarin, a little Quenya, Common

History: Elorendil was born in Mithlond. When she was 12, she and her mother were traveling to Lothlorien to visit their distant cousin, Haldir, when they were ambushed by orcs. Her mother was killed, but Elorendil managed to escape. She was never found by her family and was presumed dead after several years went by. In truth, she was alive, but had lost her memory due to brain damage she recieved when she was thrown from her horse. Elorendil wandered in the wilds for some time, and was eventually found by Elrohir, who took her to Rivendell. In time, her body was healed, but her memory never returned. When it became apparent that she would not be able to return to her family, wherever they were, Elrohir adopted Elorendil and raised her. As she grew older, he taught her swordfighting, archery, hand-to-hand combat, tracking and wilderness survival. He also allowed her to accompany him and Elladan on some of their orc hunting expeditions. Though she was treated as part of the family by Elrond, Elladan and Arwen, she became discontent when she was older and longed to find her true family. Eventually, she left Rivendell to search for clues to her past and to try to find her family. She wandered far and wide throughout Middle-earth searching for them, but has not yet been able to find them.

Animal: A white mare named Nimar and a black panther named Dúathmin.

Magic: ability to communicate with animals, healing (she often uses music to weave her magic)

Items: Kaiarsa (a three tiered, harp-like instrument of her own invention)

Appearance: Her hair is a dark auburn, and is straight, yet full bodied, at the top and ends in a beautful, loose curls at her waist. Her eyes are a deep, sapphire blue. Slender, yet surprisingly well muscled for an elf maiden, Elorendil is stunningly beautiful. She is 5'11.

Dress: When traveling, she generally wears a fitted green tunic with a silver undershirt, paired with well-tailored breeches and tall, brown leather boots. Even when not traveling, she generally prefers to wear a tunic, although she still enjoys wearing a striking gown at times.

Personality: Elorendil is calm, serene, and has the manners of an elven maid. Her agility and lightning-fast reflexes are coupled with her elven grace. Elorendil loves music, and has an exquisite voice. She has even created her own, unique instrument, a three-tiered harp that she takes great delight in playing. Her other great love is for animals, and she has been known for using music to enchant them. She has a deep bond with her horse, Nimar, and her panther, Dúathmin. Elorendil is often tormented by her past, both what she remembers and what she cannot. Sometimes, she feels as though she knows someone, or can almost remember something from her childhood, but can't quite put her finger on it. This both frustrates and saddens her immensely. She also suffers from nightmares resulting in unsavory encounters with the some of the crueler races of Middle-earth. She can be incredibly defiant and independent at times, a trait occasionally crops up to frustrate her travel companions and never ceases to worry Elrohir. She has a good sense of humor, and sometimes indulges in a little mishief. Generally even-tempered and hard to anger, Elorendil is masterful fighter in many ares and to be feared by those who have managed to anger her.