Post by elstan on Mar 11, 2011 16:53:17 GMT -5
CAN WE PRETEND
that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars i could
really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now
that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars i could
really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now
ELSTAN GREENLEAF*
Elstan was born in Mirkwood, about thirty years after her father was born. So that makes her about 500 years of age but in physical form she looks younger. She is a kind and caring person and has good healing powers. Whilst she was growing up in Mirkwood, she discovered her gift for healing whilst playing with her friends. They were just on the outskirts of the city when one of her friends fell out of a tree and broke his arm. At first Elstan didn’t know what to do but when she touched him she chanted a spell absent mindedly and healed him. This came to a shock to her and she decided to delve deeper into her newly discovered gift.
As she hit her teens, Elstan developed a taste for battle. She had always heard stories of the Great Battle between Man , Elf and the Dark Lord Sauron. She began to train with her father with the bow. It took her a few years to master it but in the end she got the hang of it. She also learned to use a sword which she is more skilful with.
During her rest and relaxation time, this young Elf loves nothing more than to ride out into the beauty of the forest. She would normally go riding with either family or friends but from when she turned eighteen she went riding on her own and usually found trouble. Well she would say the trouble looked for her. She would spend her time by the river, watching the fish and the forest creature come for a drink. She would also come out for archery practice.
Elstan never knew her mother as her mother died in childbirth. She would be forever locked in the library looking through the family histories to see what her mother was like. She was always told that she looked very much like her mother. This made Elstan feel happy but also hurt her a little as she never knew the woman that gave her life. She’s a very emotional Elf and would jail herself in her room and cry for near enough days on end and make herself ill.
In battle Elstan is ruthless and will show no mercy. There was a hidden battle that was covered up by Men and Elves alike that happened during her twenty fifth year of life. Elstan was put to the test. When her best friend was taken captive by Orcs, this made her protective and more wild side show. She went to the Orcs camp at night, alone. Even though she was outnumbered fifty to one she managed to thin their numbers to retreating and rescue her friend.
She now awaits the day when she’ll be needed again for battle. She went to the Council but never actually attended. She just hopes that Frodo Baggins will be able to fulfil his task and maybe Elstan will get to fight for justice and help free Middle Earth once more.
I COULD USE A
dream or a genie or a wish to go back to a place much simpler
than this cause after all the partyin' the smashin' and crashin'
than this cause after all the partyin' the smashin' and crashin'
hey there. so my name is Steph. i also play no other characters. i happen to be female and i've blown out eighteen candles. if you want to contact me, no sweat. just email me! but check me out in action. I would like my character to be Elf and she hails from Mirkwood. My final last words are adited by admin!
thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you
It was the day before the battle of Helmes Deep. Elstan was watching men, young and old get ready for battle. She wasn’t happy. Some of these boys were just twelve years of age. It wasn’t right. She sat on a step, tightening the string on her bow. One of the older boys walked up to her. “Will there be hope?” he asked. Elstan looked up, her blue eyes fixed on the boy. “Where I come from there is always hope.” She soothed. She had lied but what else was she going to say? The boy walked away. Elstan’s heart felt heavy with regret. She had been alive for five hundred years now and had lied so many times to the race of Men about hope she thought it would’ve been easier by now. Obviously she was wrong. Obviously it got harder as the years pressed on.
The night of the battle. Just before all hope had seemed to slip away, an army of Elves arrived. The sparked up and glimmer of hope for the young elf and for everyone else. “Nîn estels en ier yassen lle ar’ yassen i’ apanonar.” She said to a group of Elven soldiers. They smiled at her and they soldiers of Rohan and of the Elves began to form ranks.
Translation: My hopes are with you and with men.
The night of the battle. Just before all hope had seemed to slip away, an army of Elves arrived. The sparked up and glimmer of hope for the young elf and for everyone else. “Nîn estels en ier yassen lle ar’ yassen i’ apanonar.” She said to a group of Elven soldiers. They smiled at her and they soldiers of Rohan and of the Elves began to form ranks.
Translation: My hopes are with you and with men.
this application was made by two birds. of caution. steal and her hoard of zombies will come and eat your brains.
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