~:~The Great Evil~:~Lord of The Rings Rp~:~Accepting

[Meriadoc Brandybuck]

Ellethwen frowned. "An enemy greater than Sauron? If I remember, Master Baggins was corrupted by the evil of the Ruling Ring when he was sent to destroy it. It was not unmade by his will. And the only enemy fouler than Sauron is Morgoth. Surely you do not think this hobbit will be able to resist the temptation of evil, when a well-schooled and noble hobbit of notable heritage could not? I fear that this quest may not end well."

[Lunaestrella]

Lunaryn sighed "That is all the information I have been able to gather. Maybe they are just rumours, or maybe it is true. In any way, we must wait till the council. Surely we shall know more about it there" she said hopefully, looking out of the window. "But if it is Morgoth, I doubt it will end well. It would be sending us to our death, but... that was said when Mr. Baggins went to destroy the ring. They said there was no hope, but he did it, didn't he? There is always hope"

[Meriadoc Brandybuck]

"Very true. Pardon me, I was wrong to despair. But I cannot hope but keep a small seed of doubt in the deep recesses of my mind. Still, we have yet to see who will come forth. This council shall be taken down in history on par with the importance of the one our brother attended." Ellethwen replied, placing her hand over her heart.

(grumble, I have to go to bed now. New paragraph or so up on the fanfic. Night.)

[Lunaestrella]

((Night. Well, it is morning where I live ))
Lunaryn turned around "Yes. There is no doubt that this council will be of equal or more importance. In any way, I will protect the hobbits, just as our brother, and Aragorn king of Gondor, and Gimli the dwarf did. We must not let this new evil take over Middle Earth, even though there are few of us left" she smiled sadly and walked towards the door. "We must be ready for the council. Good night, Ellethwen, we shall meet tomorrow at the council"
((Can we time skip till everyone arrives? Otherwise we will have to pause the elves and wait for the hobbits to come))

[Meriadoc Brandybuck]

Ellethwen placed her hand on her sister's shoulder in farewell. "Sleep well, sister." Then she walked back inside to go find the room that had been prepared for her.

(sure, or something close to it. Tha hobbits are preparing to leave the shire.)

[myth;]

:..:The Evil That Does Not Sleep:..:

Name
Minna, servant of Gondor



Race
Elf half Human

Gender
Female

Age
15

Nickname
She was called Min when she was younger.

Son/Daughter of
Minna, daughter of Arwen and Aragorn.

Personality
Minna is a strong, ambitious, and determined girl that will fight for the fun of it just to see the suppressed look on her opponent's face. She is determined to prove that she can outmatch them, standing strong possibly three feet below her enemy. Jessica doesn't make friends very easily and focuses mostly on battle, keeping personal business out of the picture as to not mess up. Within all this she can lack certain intelligence and forget important details, not being very observant in most cases. If she is defeated she will stare in utter shock and find somewhere in the forest to sit alone. At times like that, she can be very wise and calm, realizing the big picture and what is really necessary. However, she never mentions this since she thinks it is one of her weaker and vulnerable sides.

Pet
Zorro, her appaloosa cross friesian.

History
She has no idea were she was born and from who, but she lost all contact with them when she was young and growing. She doesn't know much about her past and doesn't care about the ones who 'adopted' her, she only knows she is not one of them...

Strengths
Her strengths are her agility and unknown powers(from her mother) that lays within.

Weaknesses
Being cornered and treated like a weakling/child.

Likes
The outside world and fresh air.

Fears
Nazguls, Ring Wraiths and Nazguls.

Other
She has her father's sword. But only thinks it as being a normal one. (( She was given it to a strange cloaked figure one night on her birthday...))
She does not know she is of royal blood and is treated like a slave as no-one knows of her path. Yet...

[Meriadoc Brandybuck]

(one note for you, Myth, Friesians can only genetically be black, so an Appaloosa colored one can't physically exist. And I don't think distinct breeds that exist today were developed in the time of Middle Earth, (which if you follow Tolkien's timeline puts us in about the seventh age) so the horse would probably be a descendant of the horses of the Rohirrim-the maeras- or it would be one of the horses of the Gondorian strain.)

[water-witch]

:..:The Evil That Does Not Sleep:..:

Name
Minna, servant of Gondor



Race
Elf half Human

Gender
Female

Age
15

Nickname
She was called Min when she was younger.

Son/Daughter of
Minna, daughter of Arwen and daughter of Aragorn.

Personality
Minna is a strong, ambicious, and determined girl that will fight for the fun of it just to see the suprized look on her opponent's face. She is determined to prove that she can outmatch them, standing strong possibly three feet below her enemy. Jessica doesn't make friends very easily and focuses mostly on battle, keeping personal business out of the picture as to not mess up. Within all this she can lack certain intelligence and forget important details, not being very observant in most cases. If she is defeated she will stare in utter shock and find somewhere in the forest to sit alone. At times like that, she can be very wise and calm, realising the big picture and what is really necessary. However, she never mentions this since she thinks it is one of her weaker and fulnerable sides.

Pet
Zorro, her appaloosa coloured friesian.

History
She has no idea were she was born and from who, but she lost all contact with them when she was young and growing. She doesn't know much about her past and doesn't care about the ones who 'adopted' her, she only knows she is not one of them...

Strengths
Her agility and powers that lay within.

Weaknesses
Being cornered and treated like a weakling.

Likes
The outside world and fresh air.

Fears
Nazguls, Ring Raiths and Nazguls.

Other
She has her farther'ssword. But only thinks it as being a normal one. But she was given it to a strange cloaked figure.
She does not know she is of royal blood and is treated like a slave as no-one knows of her path. Yet...

accepted. do you want her in the Order?

[Meriadoc Brandybuck]

(bump, shall we go back to the hobbits?)

[Meriadoc Brandybuck]

Cory rushed back to his house, nearly dropping his pipe as he waved goodbye to Piper. He snuck inside brought his window and dragged his pack out of the closet. The house was dead silent, so all the little movements and sounds he made seemed much, much louder in the quiet. Swiftly he packed a few changes of both warmer and lighter clothing, for all kinds of weather, and the plain, small dagger that he kept under his pillow. After a moment's thought, he shoved a large stock of assorted food and some cooking implements in as well. Reaching into his coat pocket, he retrieved the letter from earlier and folded it neatly into a square. Then he tied the large, and now very heavy, pack together and hoisted it onto the windowsill. Cory gave the room one last fond look, then thrust the pack out the aperture and jumped down next to it. Struggling to get it onto his back, he stumbled out into the road, dimly lit with evening light.