A way Home: Hobbit Rp Remake of LoC closed

[Alfor]

(Would you like for me to start the roleplay?)

[The Winter Soldier]

((sure))

[Alfor]

(okay! I'm kinda scatterbrained so where is our exact location at the moment?)

[The Winter Soldier]

((well i'm thinking we should be in savanna probably approaching a large city built by the elven bloodlines from auroria which by the way the cities in savanna elf kingdom are huge.))

[Aragorn.]

{Know what I'm gonna kick dis off cause why not!}

~Kili~

Kili sighed as the large group of assorted races walked towards the savannah kingdom, where for some reason, they were going. How Kili missed Erebor! He walked next to Tauriel, whom he smiled at. If it made her happy, it was where they were going to be going. He just wanted what was best for her, and someday their child, and he felt as if elves would be more welcoming than his people towards both Tauriel, he and Tauriels love, and their child.

~Dis~

Dis walked up with Kili. She had not said much these past few days, as she was pondering how she was going to do it. She was making a plan of escape for herself and Kili. She needed to get him out of this group mainly consisting of elves, and she needed to do it quick.

~Legolas~

Legolas was at the side of the group with Talindra and Gilrandir. He was going to teach them how to shoot today, a big lesson in any young elves life. A bow was usually an elves main weapon, as they were silent yet deadly as elves were themselves. "Are you ready?" Legolas asked them with a smile.

~Húlden Rohinian~

Húlden wandered alone, at the back of the trail. She wanted to leave so badly, but something was telling her to stay. She wanted to stay here with the people she had grown accustomed to, the ones she had learned to love, but her mind was telling her to run away.

~Talindra~

Talindra smiled and nodded to her father, almost bouncing away into the sunrise! She could wait to shoot a bow! She wanted to be the fiercest warrior her mother and fathers people had ever seen!

[Alpha*]

Morag walks, leading the strange mare without even touching her - the wedding, and birth of the twins, while only a few days past, feels like it has been moons. He notes Legolas speaking with younger elves and he wrinkles his nose; for Mor wants to join them. But how would they take a half-ling like him? Especially with the feud.... no.. better to be silent in that reguard. A song springs to his lips, a cheery one about a river ... "Bubbling and Splashing..."

[Alfor]

(thanks Clo, I had a large bout of writer's block XD)

Thranduil Greenleaf | Tags: none

The elvenking watched his son and grandchildren at a safe distance, preferring not to be shot with an arrow by accident. He had learned his lesson centuries ago when Legolas was still fairly young, and had shot his poor father in the foot unintentionally. Since then he stayed out of range... if it were possible.

Obviously bored out of his mind at the moment, Thranduil decided to climb one of the few scattered -not to mention odd looking- trees that grew in the Savannah. He had quite a bit of trouble due to his leg, but he somehow managed to get up into the branches anyway. Thranduil had always been odd for an elf. He caught illnesses more often than not, healed slower, and now his magic had weakened. Though he blamed overusing it as the cause for weak magic. The elf would have to use it only when he had no other choice if he wanted it to regenerate completely.

Speaking of slow healing, he looked down at his left leg sadly. It had been a rather nasty sight a few months, maybe even a year or so ago (he was pretty bad at telling time by this point), and never healed properly despite Elrond's efforts. It caused him to walk with a limp... not that he seemed to care. Thranduil had grown use to his oddness by this point and it seemed like the other elves were use to it by now as well... most of them.

[La Esmeralda]

(Not my image,creadit goes to the owner )
Name ; Vanya
age; 200
Blood line ; pure Lotherien elf
crush ; we see if any male elf wins her heart
rank ; Captain of the Guard
personality ; firey a natural spitfire for a she - elf. She holds her tongue around, Thranduil .
History ; born to a respective line of elfs in Lotherien and when she grew older she took up extensive training with her father,Istar. When he didn't return from a misson that Lord Celeborn,given him,she fled to Mirkwood with grief. She has been in Mirkwood,ever since.
other ; she secretly befriended a White Pegasus Mare that she named Anaire

[The Winter Soldier]

Gilrandir had no desire to really learn how to shoot he wanted to learn magic mostly but his mother had told him it was possible to channel magic through weapons he wanted to know how but he needed to know how to defend himself.


Saelweth chuckled climbing up into the tree that thranduil was in she was pretty much never far from his side but this time she was climbing because she had spotted something odd and interesting off in distance it was what looked like a small village and city off indistance she had also seen some sort of creature not too far from the group it looked like a cat that could walk upright and had human features Elion had told her it was firran but she was still not convinced that it was anything that wasn't a threat. "climbing trees again I see" Saelweth said remembering to back when they were children she had learned to climb trees by following thranduil up one when she was little not that it had been good idea as snow elf she tended not to climb trees but for thranduil she would most definitely do it although it didn't take long for her son to follow her up the tree either.

Maethriel sighed watching legolas she worried about him and their children although things had gotten better since the kids could walk and talk a bit she was just glad to not have them pestering her for a few minutes she had managed to find a young snow lion cub this made her pretty sure there was firran tribe nearby but the cub looked as if it had been orphaned so she had taken too caring for it it had become a pet to their family but she knew it grown into a fine mount one day as she had once had a snow lion while she was living in savanna.

Norite sat on the back of his snow lion watched the large group of elves from distance he was sure they where not of aurorian bloodlines and had brought other warriors with him as firran he tended not to trust outsiders and niether did the oxion tribe they were distrusting of them. he glanced over to the other group of elves of elves with him on backs of the mirage and lilyut horses Xin Lei was at the head of the group he had overthrown the current march warden to help elion take back the kingdom but he hadn't yet given word to him that kingdom was now back under control and that they had been planning an attack on dam that was keeping water from the river from getting to the lands.



((lol accepted sometimes i use that name starflame22 for ocs but never elven ocs XD))

[La Esmeralda]

Vanya eyed Thrandil worriedly. She shook her head and went to see if her Pegasus that she befriended secretly was about in the wood. She went into the wood and whistled in a rhythmic tone and after a while Anaire came. Vanya smiled and jumped down and stroked the white mare's muzzle .