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[Frostwing]

Name: Aster Ulnar (True Lie)
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Location of Birth: Endoras
Residing in: Helms Deep

Appearance: Long red hair worn back in a ponytail but it still reaches down to the lower half of her back. She's quite tall and shapely though a little more butch then one would expect of a lady. her hands a delicate though calloused. Her fingers are long and slender though show signs of heavy use due to being well muscled. Her features are all quite sharp and defined giving her a quite frightening glare when she uses it... which she does quite a lot. Her eyes are a bright green and are capable of taking on a menacing glint like the embers of a dying fire.

Weapons: She wields a two handed steel claymore of a bluish sheen. This stays strapped to her back ready for usage. On her hip sits a intricately crafted steel longsword of the same bluish sheen. Generally hing on her back, over the top of her claymore, or attached to her left arm is a round shield of wood with ribs of steel embed within.

Personality: She has quite a fiery temper. It doesn't take much to get her started but it does take a while to get her to her worst... but trust me, you DON'T WANT her at her worst. She's a ferocious fighter and believes in what is right to a flaw... which is what makes her so good at her job. She is a devoted friend and is not afraid to prove it to anyone. You mess with anyone close to her and quite frankly... you'd better be good with pain.

History: Born in Endoras, her parents where Bekea and Mal'ai. Her mother was quite wise and her father a brilliant fighter... but mostly all brawn not to much brains. His fighting was the death of him... but he died a happy man saying that he 'died honorably, as one always should.' It was when she turned 11 that Aster pledged to fight on forever till she drew her last breath. And so here she stands stationed at Helms deep where things are a little slow.

Mount: A black Stallion with a white star on his forehead and white socks on one hind leg and one foreleg. His mane and tail are also white while his body remains as black as a starless night. He is a sturdy frame but a fast and soft galloper. He, like his owner is a fierce fighter. He goes by the name "M'elzar su'aco"

Outfit: She wears her chain-mail most of the time with no helmet (silly girl!) though on normal days she wears a laced up top and breeches... again nothing really feminine about her, she avoids dresses like the plague.

Allegiance: Good (compulsively!)

[Imperial]

Name: Equîdor ‘Renor Barra’, The Black Easterling
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Location of Birth: Rhûn
Residing in: Unknown
Appearance: The Black Easterling is tall, standing around five foot eleven. His appearance is typical of the others of his kindred, who are under his command. Across his left eye there is a small but distinguishable scar. His eyes themselves are abyssal black. Under his armour and clothing he has pale skin, pale due to the lack of exposure.
Weapons: Longsword of Rhûn, Halberd
Personality: His personality does not distinguish friend from foe. He would as quickly murder one of his own officers, as he would a man of the west. While his aim to conquer the west is very common among the power-hungry warlords, he has many-a-man to aid him in his mission. He possesses one of the strongest influences in the east.
History: Born some time unknown during the fourth age, this agent of evil quickly rose through the ranks of the east, to his current position as warlord, commander of the bulk of the Easterling forces.
Mount: A pitch black mount stolen from the western lands of Rohan, this red-eyed beast, driven insane by the deserts, now answers to the name Qos’Vedir, translated by few as Dread Mount
Outfit: A typical Easterling helmet, a thin visor between the metal has been made for clear visibility. On his wrists, shoulders and shins are plates of leaf-like metal sheets, forged in the dark cities and stronger than iron. His chest armour is typical to that of the ordinary eastern combatant, a black circle embedded in it. The cloth under his outfit is blood red and dirt brown, worn and ripped, but its quality still ragged in the eyes of more civilized personal.
Allegiance The Darkness

[Curiosity]

I'll play both sides.

Name: Angeline Light-Bringer
Gender: Female
Age:18
Appearance: Hair- Long, light golden blonde; Eyes: Bright pale blue with a tinge of gold; 5'4", pale-skinned.
Weapons: She is gifted with the powers of Light which she controls with the help of a diamond crystal ball amulet that hangs from a gold chain around her neck
Personality: Optimistic, shy but friendly, calm, likes to laugh and smile, lighthearted
History: Unknown
Alternate form: A white dove-like bird
Outfit: typically found barefoot, wears simple white dress with length of cord tied around waist.
Alliegience: Good
Occupation: Sorceress


Name: Dalil Elsan
Gender: Male
Age: Middle to young
Location of Birth: Unknown, south of Harnen
Residing In: Rhûn
Appearence: Tall, standing around five foot nine. Has a strong but compact frame, like a cat. Richly tanned skin from living under the sun. He has a black serpent tattood around his left arm. Medium length black hair. Brown eyes. His face is sometimes painted in various designs.
Weapon: Scimitar and daggers, is also good archer
Personality: Cool (generally) and cunning. He claims to be the equivalent of a prince among his people and so demands some respect. Proud. He is skilled with his weapons and even more so with horses. He has joined the Equidor's Easterlings to vent some revenge (King Aragorn made peace with his people, but he harbors personal vendettas) and also for personal challenge.
History: His past is unknown to those now surrounding him
Mount: Black stallion
Outfit: Swathed in scarlet and black clothing, head and face usually covered, light bronze armor with some gold
Alliegience: Evil
Affiliation: Haradrim (Southron)

[Imperial]

Wheeeheee i have a friend Is Angeline an Istari like lasttime?

[Curiosity]

Hm... In order to avoid messing with Istari history, I think Angel will just be a sorceress.

[Frostwing]

is she my friend huh huh? Can she be at Helms deep?? *puppy eyes* I need a ffwend!

[Frostwing]

Name: Renor Xukuth
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Location of Birth: Rhun
Residing in: unknown

Appearence: Dark coal black hair that is cut at mederate length, short at the back and long on top. His eyes are a deep green that is focused and determined. He is quite tall, about 6ft5 in height. He is broad shouldered and well muscled his arms clearly built for weilding a sword. His skin is of moderate tan.

Weapons: He favours a large broadsword which he uses with terrifying accuracy and brutality, anything that gets in his way while he's fighting, dies. Also handles a crossbow frequently.

Personality: He is good at acting friendly and trustworthy but really he is as black hearted as his name suggests. To those who do not know him he seems courtious and reliable as well as friendly and attractive. But he is really deceitful and malicious, not to mention having the temper equivalent to a volcano. His cunning mind allows him to use his fake kindness to gain peoples trust.

History: He's a pretty mysterious guy, not much is known about him other then he was born in Rhun, from there no one really knows. He left home at 15 and has been roaming since then but rumour has it he's settled down somewhere and has himself a 'occupation'

Mount: Pitch black gelding, quite moody and surefooted. Pure bred shire.

Outfit: His armour is blackwashed chainmail, with the occasional bit of plating, for example helmet and shoulders. His normal clothes are black cloth pants and a dark green tunic

Alliegience:Evil

[Curiosity]

Sure, I'll put her there.