ℛᴇɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ~low semi-lit~a LOTR roleplay-FELLOWSHIP NEEDED

[Greenleaf]

Form

Full name:
Felix Elijah Caine

Age:
17

Modern-day appearance:
Kind, thoughtful blue eyes, semi-long ginger hair, some scruff on his face.

Modern-day personality:
He is strong and brave at heart, but appears quiet and modest to others. He is easily overlooked, no matter how hard he tries to be noticed. He wants to be recognized for who he is on the inside, but that is highly unlikely.

Reincarnate of:
Faramir

Picture?
Hold on, I'll draw one especially for you <3

Power?
Faramir wasn't a member of the Fellowship.

RP sample:
Felix blinked sleep away from his eyes, ready for another day of mild ridicule. Oh how he loved high school.

(Just noticed this, and accepted. )

"Legolas, yes," the elf managed to get out, still recovering from the bout of shock and unsure of what to say. "My full name is Legolas Greenleaf Thranduilion."
The elf stepped back and scrutinized 'Aragorn'. He seemed a tad younger than from what Legolas had imagined him as; nearly as young as he had been when the two had first met.
He stiffened and turned back to Galasrinion as the wizard suggested telling Aaron about his true origins, and Legolas unconsciously slipped from English to Westron. "Is it really the risk of scaring him? What if he runs off?" he demanded, fear rising rapidly despite his efforts to keep it down. He took a deep breath and continued. "Forgive me. Yes, I think it is best to let him know.
Turning back to Aaron, he remarked in a quiet voice, "Mae govannen, Estel. And lû ú-govada mín," Was it too much to hope that Aragorn's childhood language and name would penetrate Aaron?

[Oswald.]

"Yes- what on earth are you talking about?" Aria asked, agreeing with Aaron. She wondered if they were playing a joke on them, but she got a feeling that they wern't. She knew who Tolkien was, she had read hemis book The Hobbit, but she hadn't known that Legolas was a character in Lord of the Rings. She glanced over at him, wondering if he really was THE Legolas.

[Greenleaf]

(Sorry, translation: We have not met for a long time, Estel)

[one step c l o s e r]

Aaron

I turned to Legolas, not yet responding to Lawrence, and said back to him, "Aye, mae govannen." I shook my head. "I read too much; I devoted a long to learning Sindarin."

[Greenleaf]

Legolas sighed and smiled at Aaron, but it was a sad smile.
"Aye, Sindarin is a beautiful language," he replied, fingering his knife-hilt.
He turned to Galasrinion, knowing his own small attempt at bringing Aragorn back had failed. "Galasrinion, tell him," the elf stated quietly.

[božemprosti]

"Aria and Aaron. You are Reincarnates, of the people who really, really lived in the Third/Fourth Age. Aaron, Legolas is THE REAL Legolas Greenleaf Thraundilion!!! You are a Reincarnate of Aragorn, the Lord of Númenor, the King of Rohan. 'The crownless shall be king once more'" I paraphrased. "I myself am A REAL WIZARD!! I use magic! Gandalf was and still is my teacher and I was his appreantice. He is alive, everyone is. Well, the Elves and WIzards are. Saruman's dead though... He fell from the Tower of Isengard. But you know, you read it. The book is from the Baggins family. I believe you're aware who they are and what is the War of the Ring. I believe you, Aaron, are very well introduced with everything. Now, it has been oveer 30 000 years since the War. And you modern human are reckless than ever!! Legolas quickly *I snapped my fingers* talk in Sindarin, I bet Aaron should be able to understand."

(As I am a complete bafoon in Sindarin, I hope you'd translate whatever you said/wrote in Sindarin)

"See, you are almost fluent with Sindarin!!"

[Oswald.]

"Wouldn't I know if I was?" Aria questioned, beginning to think that they were completely out of their minds.

(Bringing Eowyn in)

Ella walked down the street, and smiled when it began to rain. It was very quiet on the streets that day, and it was almost haunting. She heard people talking down an alleyway which she frequently walked down and headed that way, to see what was going on.

[one step c l o s e r]

Aaron

I covered my mouth with my hand, shocked. I tried to process every thing that Lawrence -no, Galasrinion- had said. "I-I don't understand," I breathed, uncovering my mouth. "This isn't possible."

[božemprosti]

"Aren't you??? I don't know, my telepathy skills aren't doing very well. The Europeans aren't that interessting. Especially the ones in the East and near the Mediteranean sea.
Yes, my dear friend. I am over 30 000 years old. Look." I took out my wand and changed it into the staff it once was.

[Greenleaf]

"Sindarin?" Legolas stepped back, rather startled at this rapidfire outburst from Galasrinion.
"Edrant le men, men na guil edwen. Annant na le han nant," he bowed down to the reincarnates.
"And yes, it is true," Legolas gave a wry smile. "I am over thirty one thousand years old, though I believe when we last met, I was hardly over two thousand."

(You had a chance for another life. And you were given it.)