Descriptions and Profiles

[Gurherdir]

Name: Gurherdir (Death Master in Sindarin)

Age: Age is unimportant, there is only power

Race: Werewolf (Middle-earth werewolf, not modern fiction. A wolf with an evil spirit locked inside it)

Appearance: A huge black Wolf, Gurherdir is like all the other Werewolves, infused with a dread spirit inside of him. His claws and teeth are the tools with which he feeds his burning hunger. Across his left eye a huge scar lies.

Place of Creation: Angband

Ocupation: Former Servant of Melkor

History: Two dark shapes conversed in the fortress of Angband. One sat on a throne giving an order to the hunched, wolfish being below him. "I am sending you out into Middle-earth, Gurhedir, my most deadly and powerful werewolf. You are to go and spread chaos throughout it."

The Wolf began to speak. "Yes master Melkor." Everything was in place. Until his master was taken. Upon his master being locked away, Gurhedir flew into a rage until he was sealed away as well. Now in this new age, that seal is broken. Now in this new age, Gurhedir, the mighty werewolf, will go out into middle-earth, and spread chaos thoughout it.

Weapon(s) of choice: Claws, jaws, teeth, and a undefeatable hunger and rage. There is no need for anything more.

Special Abilities/talent(s): Combat, combat, and more combat. Superhuman strength.

[Envin]

{Hmmm...Could have sworn I already did this...}


Aragorn II: Elessar, The Elfstone, The Heir of Isildur, Thorongil, Estel, Longshanks Strider Telcontar.

88 years of age.

Human, Numenorian Dúnadan.

On the throne sat a mail-clad man, a great sword was laid across his knees, but he wore no helm. He was clad in black mail girt with silver, and he wore a long mantle of pure white clasped at the throat with a great jewel of green that shone from afar; but his head was bare save for a star upon his forehead bound by a slender fillet of silver. As they drew near he rose; it seemed to them that he was revealed to them for the first time. Tall as the sea-kings of old, he stood above all that were near; ancient of days he seemed and yet in the flower of manhood; and wisdom sat upon his brow, and strength and healing were in his hands, and a light was about him. And then they knew him, so changed as he was, so high and glad of face, kingly, lord of Men, dark-haired with eyes of grey.

Born 1 March, Third Age 2931.

Chieftain of the Dúnedain, Dúnadan, Envinyatar, King of the West, Elfstone, Ruler of the Reunited Kingdom, Lord of Gondor.

1 March III 2931 to IV 120 (lived 210 years), Chieftain of the Dúnedain (in minority) from III 2933, King of the Reunited Kingdom from 1 May III 3019. Heir of Isildur through thirty-nine generations, Chieftain of the Dúnedain of the North and, after the War of the Ring, King of the Reunited Kingdom of Arnor and Gondor.

Called by Gandalf the greatest traveller and huntsman in this age of the world, Aragorn experienced many great adventures, and travelled to many distant lands, before claiming his kingship; founded his own house, known as Telcontar.

Weilder of Andúril, The Flame of the West - the blade originally the Sword of Elendil, forged by Telchar of Nogrod in or before the First Age. The sword was broken in Elendil's fall at the Siege of Barad-dûr, and its Shards became an heirloom of his heirs throughout the Third Age until it was reforged as Andúril and borne by Aragorn II Elessar in the War of the Ring. Reforged in late December, III 3018.

...and the sword of Elendil filled Orcs and Men with fear, for it shone with the light of the sun and of the moon, and it was named Narsil.

Et E'llo Endorenna utúlien. Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar-metta!.

Complete History

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Name: Morsereg Dindaedel [Which respectively means Darkblood Silentshadowhorror]

Titles:
Bragolamarth among the Elves [Sudden Doom]
The Doomsman of the Valar
The Black Istari

Age: Ageless

Race: Maiar - Istari of Mandos

Appearance: Long, flowing silver hair, black eyes, a long scar down the side of his face [caused by an Elf, Galalata Uial, but he does not come into this tale]

Occupation: Ruler of Angmar

History:
Morsereg was trained by Mandos in Valinor, and was trained to be the perfect fighter, being given Mandos' powers over Life and Death. He was sent into Middle-Earth as the Emissary of the Valar, as their Doomsman, to kill those who were unjust...but they were mistaken. He had other plans.

As he was about to depart from Valinor, Mandos finally saw his evil intentions, and thus he spoke:
You are just a puppet, Morsereg! You have no heart, and feel no pain! You shall go through Middle-Earth forever, never to return, and you shall weep, for all that you have loved will be lost!

Morsereg paid no heed to the words of his Master, and departed from Valinor with the Istari Pollando and Alatar. As they made their way to Middle-Earth, Morsereg strayed from the path. He hid in the shadows of Avathar, befriending the spiders, and thus the five original Istari that left Valinor, [Saruman, Gandalf, Radagast, Pollando, and Alatar] thought him dead.

He soon learned the language of the spiders, and then decided upon something: He was growing hungry. He slowly made his way to Mithlond with the Spiders, and had a feast upon the Elves, which is what gave him the title "Bragolamarth."

With the Spiders he moved to the North, to Angmar. He found it fairly easy to penetrate its unguarded borders, but once he got to Carn Dum, things got serious.

Here he found legions and legions of Orcs, left here by the Witch-King of Angmar. Out from a refuge came Dwar, Lord of the Barrow-Wights, who proclaimed to Morsereg that he despised the fact that Angmar was unruled and the Orcs were dying by the hundreds every day because of that.

Morsereg understood, and with Dwar, and his Spiders, he took control over Angmar. This particular event took place in 1978 of the Third age, which is the same year that a particular Boromir of Gondor was born.

He soon met an Elvish maiden, Namine, and after falling in love with her remembered the words of MAndos, but ignored them. They married in Angmar, and soon had three children, Elros, Theatana, and Erkai. Sauron fell upon the birth of Erkai, and as one power in Mordor was destroyed, a new power in the north rose...

Weapons of Choice: Morning-Star-Mace, Staff, Morgul Blade

Special Abilities/Talents: Magick

[Andeerasin]

Name: Mahtan Nénharma
Title: Grashnik the Terrible
Age: Before time was recorded. (The year men awakened.)
Race: Elf
Appearance: Mahtan, or Grashnik as he is more commonly known, bears the appearance of an orc. His eyes are similar to a cat's. Yellow eyes with a sycle shaped pupil. Grey skin covered with boils and scars. He has sharp hooked teeth and long claws. His legs are burly and hunched and his arms are large and bulky. He often wears black iron heavy armor. An eagle skull is perched atop his helm but know that he himself did not kill the eagle, but a roaming group of Fell Beasts.
Occupation: Steward of Angmar, Emissary of Ingwe
History:

Mahtan was born with the first of the Quenya and followed the three elven kings throughout Middle Earth. The elves were happy and often gazed at the stars and the trees naming each thing that they saw. Life was peaceful and happy for a time.

When Morgoth spread fear into the hearts of the elves by spreading deceitful lies concerning the valar and their emissary Ingwe, he fled with the fearrful. Mahtan fled with his kindred to Utunmo where Morgoth lured them into it's darkest pits and mutated them.

Mahtan crawlled away from his torcherer and found a crack in the wall that lead into the main chambers. He was so badly disfigured that the creatures of Utunmo thought him to be one of their own.

Mahtan fled and soon rejoined his kin. At first they shunned him, thinking him to be a crazed servant Morgoth whom Orome had informed them was an evil not to be trifled with. The elves made their way to Valinor and there did Mahtan seek shelter with the valar, who pitied him. They could not undo the darkness he felt but they could give him new light that would free him from the hatred he aquired in the pits each time he fell asleep and awode yet the next time he would fall into sleep the hatred would return stronger than ever. Slowly he would change into what he had escaped from in exchange for a small amount of happiness each day.

Once Morgoth and his desciple Sauron were cast down, Ingwe the High King of Elves sent him to Middle Earth to quel whatever darkness might transpire by using his orc-like appearance to his advantage. Ingwe did know that it was only a matter of time before it consumed him and he hoped with all his heart that Mahtan would succeed before the end.

Mahtan was given the name Grashnik and travelled across the sea in the last boat to sent to receive the elves. The vassal of Namo whom Mandos had sent at the beginning of the Third Age had shown his true colours and now Grashnik had to stop his plans before darkness consumed his soul.

[Glorfindel]

Name:Glorfindel
Age: Born in Gondolin, died at The Fall of Gondolin, and remobied into a new body during the 3rd age.
Race: Nolder
Occupation High Lord of Rivendell , General of the Armys.

History: Born in Gondolin Glorfindel was Head of the Golden flower, he fell during the escape of the elves from Gondolin fighting a balrog of Morgoth in the encircling mountains, this secure the escape of Idril and Tuor and there son.
Later reborn , sent to bear the message that the witchking would fall to no man, and he rode his steed Asfaloth wich could out run the steeds of the Black Riderds.
He faight in the battle of Fornost and a 100 years later helped Frodo escape to the fords of Rivendell.
There is much suggestion that he is of the Noble line.
(Note , this is both Glorfindels in one charrie)

[Lancir Misolen]

Name: LAncir Misolen

Age: Unknown

Race:Istari

Ocupation: Ruler Of Khand

History:Lancir acquirred the throne of khand at a very young age and he was proud and as he grew into a man he acquired very many friends but still with all his friends or allies he heart was very empty and cold nad lancir hated all who were good and happy.

Lancir looked at the boy sobbing at his feet begging for him not to kil him he thougth this disgusting but he could not kill him.
"Rise child" he had said so coldly the kid was scarred he got out without breathing and lancir sheathed his blade. "You shall come with me to Khand nad be my steward boy"


Weapon(s) of choice: two swords Sukatanar (Darkness over the land) and Sheltleth (Dark in nature)

Special Abilities/talent(s): Fire,teleporting,and killing

[Foxfoot Lonebuck]

Name: Foxfoot Lonebuck 'Fox'

Age: 623

Race: Elf

Appearance: Tall, dark hair, blue eyes, wears mostly animal skins.

Place of Birth: Mirkwood

Ocupation: Wandering elf hunter

History: Born and raised in the dark forests of Mirkwood. Fox mastered the art of archery, tracking, and hunting - taught to him by his father.

Weapons: Several knives, mainly used for skinning animals, elvish dagger and recurve bow.

Special Abilities/talent(s): Sharp eyesight and hearing. Fox is also a master of stealth and camoflauge, these skills honed by many years of hunting and living off the forest. Fox is a master archer, deadly with the bow at extremely long range.

[Vaire]

Name: Vaire

Age: 3618

Race: Elf

Appearance: Golden hair, blue eyes, tall and slim

Place of Birth: Lothlorien

Ocupation: Healer in the Shire

History: Vaire was raised in the golden woods of Lothlorien and traveled with her kindsmen to the Grey Havens to leave Middle Earth forever. But when she saw the ships and heared the goals cry, she decided her time was not come to go to Valinor. And even all of her family entered the ships, she wandered allone through Middle Earth and took a little house at the edge of the old forrest.

Weapons: sword and bow

Special Abilities/talent(s): Her gardening was highly apreciated by the shirefolk (which means a lot), she was also highly accepted for her good and friendly council and wisdom and not at least for her knowledge in plants and medicine.

[Yoko]

Name-Yoko
Age-Unkown

Race- Man (Haradrim)

Description- A man in traditional Harad garb with a wooden mask on his face that hides his face from view at all times. With him he carries the tools of his trade, blowgun, daggers, and other such things. He speakes little and mostly speaks in mime.

Personality- Yoko seldom speaks, keeping to himself mostly. His strange mime language leads people to believe that he's crazy, and they may not be far off. Still, he gets results, and that's all that matters in the end.

Birthplace-Far Harad

Occupation-Assassin

History- Not much is known, and that that is known is unremarkable. He was trained as an assassin and works in the personal employ of Gurherdir of Haradwaith.

Weapons- Assassin's tools- blowgun, daggers, toxins, flash powder

Special Abilities- Stealth, quick movement, finding and striking weak points

[Dorlas]

Name: Dorlas

Age: 26

Race: Humankind

Appearance: 6', dark hair, blue eyes.

Place of Birth: Enedwaith

Ocupation: First Officer of the Grand Army of Enedwaith

History: Born and raised as a slave, he became free when all slaves of Enedwaith raised against the brutal Clan-Chiefs and Ilmare killed the Highlord of Enedwaith to overtake the Rulership. She took many of the former slaves into her service, one of them was Dorlas. It was whispered that he was special for Ilmare, because he was the only she never threatened to put him into the torture chambers. Nevertheless was Dorlas always carefull not to disapoint his Queen. And if he was more than her servant, it was never open revealed. Ilmare kept secret what happened in her privat chambers and Dorlas wouldn't break this secret for any reason.

Weapons: Skilled in all kind, but favourite is Katana and Bow.

Special Abilities: Best rider of Enedwaith, best sword fighter of Enedwaith.

[Curtus]

Name: Curtus

Age: 27

Race: man

Appearance: 6'2, black hair, strong build, taned skin, and green eyes.

Ocupation(s): Scourge of the Sea

History: Curtus is of Harradirm decent, the product of a drunken night of love between a mighty Corsair seaman and a Harradrim concubine. Curtus has spent his life upon the sea, serving first aboard Harradrim merchant ships then serving some time in the Royal Navy of Umbar. After his breif naval career, Curtus found himself employed by Captain Magnus, a dreadful pirate. Upon the death of Magnus, Curtus Became captain of the Ulmo's Wrath and has been pillaging ever since, building up a fearful reputation for his viciousness and cruelty.

Weapon(s) of choice: a Sword, a short bow, and a dagger.

Special Abilities: master of the sword.

[Marcus]

Name: Marcus
Age: 26
Race: Man

Marcus was born of the peasant class in Gondor. His father was a lowly fisherman. As a young boy Marcus learned to love the sea, working on boats with his father. As he grew older he began sailing to the far corners of Middle Earth aboard any ship he might find work on as a deckhand. At the age of 16 Marcus was working as a hand on a merchant ship which had traveled to Umbar. On this trip he met the likes of Captain Magnus and his first mate Curtus. Thus began Mucus' life as a pirate. After Magnus' death and Curtus' succesion to captian, Marcus became first mate upon the dreaded pirate ship, Ulmo's Wrath.

Weapons: Sword, daggers, knives

[Venorik Elggur]

(( I do hope this is ok. ))

Name: Venorik Elggur

Age: 1,009

Race: Dark Elf (drow)

Appearance:
A tall and slender being, with long, thick, shaggy platinum hair which is seldom cared for, and dirty. His eyes are a strange, piercing citrine color which glow brightly in comparison to his dull, ashy black skin. His lithe frame is consealed in a sacred mythril armor, that is light beyond comparison with anything else as strong. The once elven armor has been defiled by his use; it now scorched-black, and plain; lacking the glow, and beauty in which it obtained so long ago.
Both gauntlets strapped to his arms, and the pair of greaves, and boots all concieve three protruding, wild looking spikes, that go well with the sindered mythril chest piece, and pauldrons.

Place of Birth: During the time when surface elves drove the dark elves from their home (The Decent); borne after his clan settled within the Underdark.

Ocupation(s): Mercenary to those who are rich; Assassin.

History:
He was borne in the Underdark, amongst a clan that was barely settled, before a war between factions raged. Afterwards with many members lost, during "The Scattering", the small group established a territory known as Veldrin d'lil Har'oloth.
As he came of age, the dark elve's former Goddess Lloth had been slain by an invasion of the light skinned elves. During their siege of the Underdark, many lives on either side were taken--as well as his parents, Xa'huuli, and Barra, who once stood beside the elves of Ilythiir before The Decent. Naturally, rage swelled through his dhaeraow blood. As an adult, his dark hands have taken the lives of many elves, and men, by his own hatred, and the bidding of many masters he has served during his years.

Weapon(s) of choice:
~ Scimitar
~ Halfmoon Bow
~ String, and viles of poison for trap setting (For his dinner, whatever that may be)

Special Abilities/talent(s): Very agile; an addept climber, sprinter, and ambusher.

[Vaire]

Are yo kidding, Ven? Thats great!

[senshi]

Name: senshi

Age: 27

appearance: black hair, blue eyes, 6'0, tanned skin

race: human

gender: male

Ocupation: mercenary

Place of Birth: rhun

History: born and raised in rhun, he had trained with the art of war since he was very young, when he turned 18 he desided he would be a mercenary, and so he did, his loyalty going to the highest price.

Weapons: sword, pike, and a dagger.