LotR: The Shadows Linger [signup thread]

[Eltee]

That's the first day of my second semester, and I currently have a pretty heavy workload at school.

[Black Thunder]

Oh, if that's the case, I understand.

[Eltee]

Well, in the meantime, I am working on the story and whatnot. So rejoice!
Maybe PM JVELeven if you want to join an RP right now.

[Black Thunder]

Well, I'm patient. So you don't have to start if you're not ready. I can wait, don't worry.

[Eltee]

Okay, great! Thanks for the interest and the support, everybody.

[MARS]

Name: Ránen Erinqua (Lone wanderer, in Quenya)
Sex: M
Race: Silvan (Wood-elf)
Nationality: Mirkwood
Skills: Archery, hunting, generally being nimble and quick, wit and sarcasm. Also knows his way with short blades.
Height: 5"9
Weight: 152 llbs
Appearance: A long, slim face, gifted with the natural beauty of the elves. His nose is slightly crooked (really, really slightly) and his lips thin. His hair is of a dark brown colour, falling just above the elbows in the back, and shoulder length in the front. He keeps his face free by tieing the hair at the front of his head together in the back.
Clothing and Armour: A simple, dark green travelling cloak over mithril chainmail and greaves, tall black leather boots. He also sometimes wears a set of leather gloves (when climbing or in cold places).
Weaponry: A light, elven long bow and a self made short bow with blades attached to both ends, for close combat. He has a large quiver of elven arrows that he only uses for "important" shots, othewise he he makes his own, of lesser quality (lack of materials). A short, elven blade for various uses as well as close combat.
Other possessions: [removed due to backstory stuff.]
Personality: His life has given him a few quirks that one might not expect from an elf. He is often sarcastic and even a bit arrogant, though pleasant with persons whose company he enjoys. He also becomes quiet and distant from time to time, at which point he is prone to anger, if disturbed repeatedly. He is also overy violent in combat for an elf.
Backstory: A descendant of Thranduil, he was once a prince in Mirkwood. He tells little of himself, but it is obvious that something dark happened in his past, something that drove him away of his people. He has been wondering the woods alone for quite some time.

[Eltee]

Accepted!

[POMC S117]

Yay! An Elf! So we have two members of this new fellowship that are related top the original one!

[Eltee]

Not to mention the 'guide' characters.

[MARS]

I'm important

[POMC S117]

You're the grandson of Legolas' brother!

[Frost Mage]

Man, this thread has grown... So, when do we start?

[Per]

Royal facepalm.

[Frost Mage]

Ah!

[Eltee]

The RP will start FEBRUARY SECOND 2012!

[Frost Mage]

Sounds good! Not too far in the future, but far enough where I'm extremely excited for it.

[Nevastar]

Holy [&@%!]!
Heaps of new joins! Needs some more girls though; bit of a sausage fest in here.
Looking forward to starting!

[MARS]

I was contemplating about a female character, but the one I thought of initially was just too good.

[Eltee]

There will be 2 female and 2 male guiding characters, hope that balances things a little!

[Eltee]

Okay, everybody! I have evidently made a huge mistake in
a) Posting this RP so darn early, so that some people who I had PMed the idea to could post their characters,
b) For not waiting until I had created a proper introduction go the RP, as I assumed that only the people who had PMed me would join immediately. That caused nothing but confusion.

So, I am requesting that a mod locks this RP, a month and a half before it ever began. It was my fault, my errors in judgement. Thank you all sincerely for joining my first crack at an RP, with so little to go on. I'm sorry.

Eltee

[Avron the S'wit]

Locked by request!