This is a made up story and charcters, though the places are from Lord of the Rings. I will start it off, and just join in as new characters. Irima-Arwen
Physical apperance-very long black hair, strange white eyes,thin and very pale, tall about 6.1.
skills-skilled with a sword and a bow
weapons- an elven sword and bow, and a few elven daggers
personality-not very friendly
Lesende walked in the forest of Rivendell. Bending down to look at flowers that are coming up from the soil. Walking over to a waterfall, she looked over the edge at the rushing waters. Just standing there a minute then turning around and sat down on a stone bench ovelooking the waterfall. She pulled a book out from her cloak. She opened it up and started reading. But didn't get past 2 pages when she looked up and shut the book. How can i sit her when there are wars going on in middle-earth she thought. SHe could help somehow, even if it is just a little things, she could still help. Making up her mind she quickley shoved her book in her cloak and as fast as she could she ran back to her house.
Throwing things in her bag as quickley as she could. Finally done packing she took out ink, paper, and a quill. Writting a note to her family, not telling where she was going, but why. Placing it on her desk in a place where she new they would find it. Then she grabed her bags and weapons and went out the door. Walking to the stables she saddled up her horse, tied her bags down and got on the horse. Ride fast Quleth, she said to the horse, and kicked its sides.
Sitting on her horse, she was just about to step over and go out of rivendell, she found it harder than she thought it would be. But she told herself she had to do it, and her horse took the first steps out of the land off Rivendell. She was going to Bree.
At the door of The prancing pony, she was in Bree, she had made it. Taking a deep breath she steped in, and took a look around the place.