Thread: The Quest Of A Thousand Years
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Now thousands of years later after they have passed on, a new evil arises, seeking all three talismans and bent on world domination. (Of course, isn't that every evil vilians plot?). This new warlock already posseses the amulet of the earth and is searching for the remaining two.
Rue Auburn has been warned of the danger continously by strange dreams and an odd cloaked figure who seems to be with her whenever she turns around. Rue is now in fed up and in search for companions willing to go on the journey and recover the amulets.
landscape-This world is full of forests, mountians, wetlands, deserts, and almost any other landscape, this world is filled with magic and strange beings, so be careful.
Rules-In this world you may have magical abilities and items but nothing like flying, or turning invisible. And remember, nobody has immortality.
(P.s. Anyone who wants to be the evil warlock is welcome to, you can use whatever name or description you like.)
Sounds nifty though.
Name: Asdeon (called Stomper by most)
Race: Dunadain (or Dunedain)
Homeland: Up North
Age: About mid-thirties
Physical Appearence: Like any other Ranger, a long shaggy cloak, baggy pants with mud-covered boots, scraggly shirt.
Skills: Archery, speaking more than one language, skill with a blade, intelligent
Special Items/Weapons: A long sword, bow and some arrows
Backround/History: Grew up in the North, Asdeon lost his mother at an early age. He raised himself, and isn't a socialite. Asdeon just needs encouragement to get out and talk to people. He also never knew his dad.
Stomper glances about, and smiles to himself when his eyes fall Rue.
''Hello sir, I think I know why you're here.''
"Thank you for the drink M'lady, but I don't believe I know why I am here, except for a place to stay for a while."
Race: Elf (Sindar)
Homeland: Gulf of Lhûn (Mithlond | Grey Havens)
Physical Appearance: Dark brown hair and grey-green eyes, she wears a coat of dark brown and tall soft brown boots.
Skills: skilled with a sword, and long blades, Ardae speaks mainly Sindarin but she is able to converse in others.
Special Items/Weapons: A sword that she calls Orodris and two long knifes.
Back round/History: Ardae was born F.A. 503 on the Isle of Balar. She has no important royalty in her blood lines, but none of that matters to much to her now. She left the Grey Havens in 3431 of the second age, following after her elder brother and infuriated by Sauron’s attack of Eriador, and consequently Mithlond. During 3440 her brother was killed and Ardae took to a life of wandering.
Ardae walked in to the prancing pony. Looking around she saw many of the local inhabitance, yet out of the masses two caught her eye. The first was a man who had the coat, boots, and eyes that could mark him as a ranger. The second was a woman that seems familiar, but in what way Ardae wasn’t sure.
Going up to the bar, she ordered ale and waited to be served.
She waved her over. Then turned back to the ranger.
'' I can see it in your eyes", she began," your thirst for adventure, and I can replenish it", she said taking a sip of ale," I just need you to come with me.''
Cloths-Knee high brown boots, brown leggings under short black skirt, green elvish tunic, light traveling cloak ending at knees
Appearence- Bright green cat eyes, shoulder lenght red hair, fair skin, high cheek bones slightly pointed ears
Weapons-Broad sword called Diresong, throwing knives, short sword, daggers, whip, bow'n arrows, quarter staff.
Skills-Speaks many languages and is skilled in almost any type of combat, is also a practicer of magic.
Rue turned to the woman who had sat down and was waiting patiently,'' I don't know why but I feel I should know you.''
"Aye, an adventure I seek. It has been a while since my last. If you would have me, I'd be honored to come with you, M'lady."
He drains his mug and watches Rue.
"And have we met before? It seems like I've met you somewhere before..."
'' And you do look familiar, mabey we have met.''
Sorry, I posted then deleted it.. heh, didn't see that we had more jargon on the second page.
"I am not so good at remembering faces, but better at names, though your fair face does ring a bell. If you may remember, I am Stomper, cousin to King Elessar. My real name is Asdeon."
((Lol Gal, that's fine...hey, things like that happen a lot ))
Well theres a threat to the worlds if the wrong person finds them, and that wrong person has already found one.We need to recover the rest and get the others back befor this warlock figures out how to ues them.''
"Well M'lady, I would be honored to come with you on this journey. Let me know when our departure is, I shall be ready. Grah! What is your name?"
''You don't happen to know any other rangers that have nothing to do, do you?''
("Sjow, how do I say your name? and do you have a nick name you'd like to be called?")
The appereance who had gave them the warning looked at the two elves and his lips moved. It was like he was saying something without a sound. He turned around wrapping his robe around his body and ran out the front door. Leaving the three companions and the rest of the Prancing Pony with the warning.
"The warlock's used the earth amulet!", she shouted to Stomper.She glanced about at the boy who had warned them. There was a tree thing coming at him from behind. She ran at him and pushed him out of the way landing herself in it's path. She was knocked into the air and against a tree, she slid to the ground unconcious.
"Rue, Rue, you okay? You seem to have some broken bones! We must get you to shelter."
"My mom told me to never leave a lady behind. So it will be, for my mother's word is better than that of anyone else's."
He gathers her up in his arms and walks behind a rock, gently setting her down. He managed to get some water and a bite of food down her throat. Stomper puts medicine on the places where bones are broken and looks up, not seeing the others. He decides to wait by her.
''Thank you...Stomper you truly are a good friend". She starts to cough up blood
"M'lady, it is no problem. Anything for a lady, as I was taught. And somehow I remember...but never mind it. Get some rest."
"There is no sign of the boy anywhere. But, he'll turn up, all in good time...all in good time..."
He furrows his brows and stays silent for a moment before looking back down to Rue.
"Now you be quiet. You need rest."
He pulls back the hood of his cloak, showing a rugged but slightly handsome face. He scans the area, still no sign of their companions.
I know you...years ago in... the tavern, the fight you...helped me...''
"Aye M'lady, that I did. That was the last adventure I have been in for a long time, almost too long I declare. And no, it is better that I stay here with you, at least until the others show. And we'd best have a baggage horse..."
"Is your... arm better?, I remember... you sliced it after you pulled... that guy off.. me".She struggeled to complete her sentences.
"Eh, well enough I suppose. Haven't done much since then. And yes, my arm's recovered. Just a scar. What about you? Have you been well?"
"Of course. You do have to be careful, you know. I couldn't stay to see a lady hurt, especially you...and you know that. But you are still young. Anything you need?"
"We need to get the other amulets before this guy does, think of what he can do with all three."
"If that is what you say M'lady, that is what will go." He laughes some with her. "Aye, a good friend always makes things better. You feeling well?"
"What was that?" ,she glances at Stomper.Her cat eyes scanned the forest for some soart of sign.
"I've no idea what it was. And good to see you walk."
"Think nothing of it, M'lady."
"You said you were fine!", she stops to examine it.
"M'lady, you are one stubborn lil girl. There's no knowing what you'll do next."