Post by Isildurn Silverstar on Feb 5, 2008 20:34:20 GMT -5
GENERAL
Birth Name: Isildurn Silverstar
Race: Elf
Age: 2,500 yrs
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Good
Occupation: Warrior when allowed, and a blacksmith when not.
Birthplace: Rivendell
Current Location: Lothlorien
Family Relations: none
Weapon: Lorien bow/arrows, Gondorian Longsword
Other Items Owned: A Lorien horn
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Personality: Very amiable with friends, but fierce in battle. Always cautious and wary. Doesn't trust anyone on the first meeting. Cares about her friends... they are the most important thing to her.
Detailed History: Was born in Rivendell to a little known family of elves. She had 2 brothers, but both were killed in battle between then and now. Her mother passed across the sea as soon as other elves began to do so. Her father went soon after. So, Isildurn was left by herself in the world; forced to choose whether to leave or stay. She loves Middle-Earth, so therefore, she stayed and helped win back freedom from Sauron. Moved to Lothlorien 1,000 years ago and has lived there ever since. She loves the Golden Wood above all other places Middle-Earth, but will happily reside in Ithilien or Rivendell. Has a common dislike of Dwarves, but gets along with them in a small way. Will fight until death should her duty call for it.
Fears: Ringwraiths, Death of her friends, rejection
Strengths: Sharpshooter, Tolerant, Caring, Bold, Level-headed
Weaknesses: Fear of her friends dying, emotions, loneliness
Likes: Lembas bread, Battle
Dislikes: Ale, Losing
APPEARANCE
Facial Appearance: High cheekbones that look very dignified. Green eyes that shimmer like the leaves on trees in the summer. A somewhat pointy nose that helps with her fierceness.
Clothing: Common tunics for everyday, Lorien armor for battle, dresses for extremely special occasions
Build: Tall(5'9"), average size, thick boned yet graceful
Marks/Scars: Scar across side from a sword, scar on upper right arm from arrow, scar above left eyebrow from a small knife cut
Role play Sample: Isildurn walked through the Golden Wood with caution. The rumors of orcs were enough to make her worry. There could be anything behind a bush, so she had to be ready at all times. She glanced behind her shoulder and continued. Then suddenly, she froze. The sound of a distant horn echoed in the woods. It was an orc horn. She broke into a dead run. Haldir had to know about this. As she dashed through the trees at top speed, she once again heard the sound of orcs waft through the woods. Ready the defences. Lothlorien must not be overtaken.
Birth Name: Isildurn Silverstar
Race: Elf
Age: 2,500 yrs
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Good
Occupation: Warrior when allowed, and a blacksmith when not.
Birthplace: Rivendell
Current Location: Lothlorien
Family Relations: none
Weapon: Lorien bow/arrows, Gondorian Longsword
Other Items Owned: A Lorien horn
BACKGROUND[/i][/color]
Personality: Very amiable with friends, but fierce in battle. Always cautious and wary. Doesn't trust anyone on the first meeting. Cares about her friends... they are the most important thing to her.
Detailed History: Was born in Rivendell to a little known family of elves. She had 2 brothers, but both were killed in battle between then and now. Her mother passed across the sea as soon as other elves began to do so. Her father went soon after. So, Isildurn was left by herself in the world; forced to choose whether to leave or stay. She loves Middle-Earth, so therefore, she stayed and helped win back freedom from Sauron. Moved to Lothlorien 1,000 years ago and has lived there ever since. She loves the Golden Wood above all other places Middle-Earth, but will happily reside in Ithilien or Rivendell. Has a common dislike of Dwarves, but gets along with them in a small way. Will fight until death should her duty call for it.
Fears: Ringwraiths, Death of her friends, rejection
Strengths: Sharpshooter, Tolerant, Caring, Bold, Level-headed
Weaknesses: Fear of her friends dying, emotions, loneliness
Likes: Lembas bread, Battle
Dislikes: Ale, Losing
APPEARANCE
Facial Appearance: High cheekbones that look very dignified. Green eyes that shimmer like the leaves on trees in the summer. A somewhat pointy nose that helps with her fierceness.
Clothing: Common tunics for everyday, Lorien armor for battle, dresses for extremely special occasions
Build: Tall(5'9"), average size, thick boned yet graceful
Marks/Scars: Scar across side from a sword, scar on upper right arm from arrow, scar above left eyebrow from a small knife cut
Role play Sample: Isildurn walked through the Golden Wood with caution. The rumors of orcs were enough to make her worry. There could be anything behind a bush, so she had to be ready at all times. She glanced behind her shoulder and continued. Then suddenly, she froze. The sound of a distant horn echoed in the woods. It was an orc horn. She broke into a dead run. Haldir had to know about this. As she dashed through the trees at top speed, she once again heard the sound of orcs waft through the woods. Ready the defences. Lothlorien must not be overtaken.
