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Name: Kain Mishima Age: 27 Race: Human Fighting style: Mishima style of martial arts. Bio: Kazuya's brother, he was thrown down the same cliff as Kazuya, a few years after Kazuya was. He landed on a ledge a few feet down, and so survived. He wandered for a few years, then he found Kazuya, and they have trained together for many years, and have the exact same fighting style, except Kain is southpore. He is going to the island to avenge himself and his brother. Description: Looks just like Kazuya, but his trousers have a flame going up them like Jin's trousers.

Ralvenar lead the Nazgul's away from the company, shooting arrows at them as they gave chase. Ralvenar loaded two arrows into his bow, and shot them at the same time, into the leading Nazgul. It stumbled backwards, in pain. They came towards a bridge, Ralvenar ran across the bridge, and stood at the opposite end, bow in hand. The Nazgul's started crossing. Ralvenar started shooting arrows, and he noticed arrows shooting from another direction. He glanced up, and saw Siren shooting from the tree. Ralvenar: Come on, stinking Nazgul's!!! The Nazgul's started crossing, and the bridge gave way beneath them. Siren: Lets go Ralvenar.......... we must run for many miles to catch the company now. Ralvenar: No...... we cannot risk confrontation by joining back with the group. You and I will have to get to Rivendell alone, and hope that Glorien can lead the others to Rivendell.

Name: Ralvenar Greenleaf Age: 200 (15 in human years) Race: Elf Job: Prince of Rivendell, and heir to it's throne. Bio: Had a long nd healthy childhood in Rivendell, son of Elrond. He has trained with his bow for many years, and is very handy with it. Description: Long silver hair, hazel eyes. Black and red tunic, black cape. Spendings: Bow = 40 Quiver = 30 40 arrows X2 = 100 Sword = 20 Total = 190 luna

Umm, I'm the only one fighting here. The rest of you are running from the ringwraiths. ------------------------------------------------ The ringwraiths closed in on Ralvenar. He unsheathed Anduril, and held it vertically infront of his face. One of the ringwraiths stabbed at him. He knocked the ringwraiths sword out of the way, and sliced the ringwraiths arm. He spun around, and swung, gashing another's neck. The last one came at him taking huge swings. Ralvenar blocked each one, and then stabbed the ringwraith right through the face. All the ringwraiths lied on the floor about him, when the remaining six showed up. The three he had just demolished got back up, completely healed. Ralvenar: Mensenaka..... rudituum..... melaaskak.....minishka! Anduril suddenly gleamed with a white elvish light. A ringwraith swung his sword, and he hit Anduril. He was sent 20 feet into the air, and came crashing down into the ground. The remaining 8 surrounded him, and circled him. Ralvenar put his sword away, and took out his bow. He drew an arrow. Without warning he backflipped over a Ringwraith, and shot an arrow into the top of the wraith's head as he did so. He ran backwards, shooting arrows at the Nazgul's, as they gave chase.

Craig: I'm so hungry....... I must eat something..... Siren: You'll have to make do with a pig. Craig: Oh yeah? Why exactly? Why can't I just feast on your little lover boy here? Siren: Don't you dare...... Craig: Oh shut up Siren. He has done us no good at all since we teamed up, and he has even betrayed you, with that alarm thing of his. Not to mention what he did to Lupos and Espa. Siren: He didn't know that Lupos was...... Craig: You really think I care about that? The fact remains that he was a traitor, and could very well still be one. He monitors our every move with that computer of his, we touch him and the Tristae witches instantly know our location...... he could be feeding information back to them right now. I couldn't help but notice that it was also him who suggested that the counsel of the nine betrayed us. Well, what the perfect cover up that would have been. He's got our minds so boggled about it..... that he has gotten away Scott free, when it could very easily have been him. Craig takes out Ivory, his white gun, and shoots a pig straight through the brain. Blood spurts out, as the pigs head cocked sidewards violtently. The pig fell to the floor, as blood started running along the floor. Craig: Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to......... eat.

Craig walks over to the attacker, and points his finger at him. His finger slowly extends into a spike, and stops right next to the attackers eye. Craig: Now, your going to tell me what I want to know, or I'll be the last person you ever see.

Craig gets up, and puts his two fingers too his forehead. Gohan: Where are you going? Craig: I need to take counsel with Andrew. You all must stay here. Ken will be leader now. Craig suddenly disapears, and reapears on Andrew's ship. Siren: Ah crap. You scared the life outta me! Craig: Sorry Siren. Andrew: What brings you onto my ship? Craig: I'm trying to get a little peace and quiet. Those two on the other ship won't stop babbling!

Ralvenar loosens Anduril from it's sheath. He then draws another arrow. He draws it back in it's bow, and launches it at the ringwraith. It goes into the space where his head should be. The ringwraith staggers backwards, and then Ralvenar puts his bow away, and unsheaths Anduril. Holding it in two hands, he swings violenty at the Nazgul's. Ralvenar: We cannot hold them off for long. Halflings, run. Go, quickly! The hobbits start running off. Ralvenar: The rest of you, follow them. Ken: But what about you? Ralvenar: I will do what I can here. You must get as far away as possible, and protect the hobbits. All of the company run off, leaving Ralvenar to take on the 3 ringwraiths.

Ralvenar lifts Frodo up, but as he is about to put him on, a high shrill cry eeks out through the town. The horse goes up onto 2 feet, knocking Siren off, and then he runs off. Juno: What was that? Ralvenar: That was a ringwraith....... they want us on foot...... they are going to trap us. Ralvenar leads them out of the town, and they all run about a mile down the road, when 3 of the ringwraiths surround the company, with about 20 orcs. Rhys: Fighting time! Ralvenar draws his bow, as does Ken. Ralvenar: Focus on the orcs, it will do us no good attacking the ringwraiths. Ralvenar draws an arrow, and stabs an orc in the eye with it. He then draws it back into his bow, and shoots another orc through the neck. Glorien: Bring it on scum!

I could have sworn that there's another LOTR RPG, and that someone very important who everyone loves started it up. Oh well..... the more the merrier. ------------------------------------------------- Name: Ralvenar Age: 200 (15 in human years) Race: Elf Weapons: Long bow with 30 arrow quiver, and Anduril (his sword). Bio: Dwelled in Rivendell for many years, an elite guard for Elrond himself. Description: Long silver hair, hazel eyes, black and red tunic with black cape.

Morning dawns. Ralvenar steps slowly out into the sunlight. Ralvenar: Quickly, lets get moving!!! Ralvenar goes ahead, followed by Frodo and Sam, then Glorien, then Merry and Pippin, then Ken. Char: Glad you made it through the night okay. Ralvenar: Yes, but now we must continue at pace. Lets get our horses and go. The company walk over to the stables, to see that their horses are missing. Ken: Oh no! Ralvenar: I feared this would happen. We will have to continue on foot, we will stay off the road as best we can. Glorien: Lets hope we make it to Rivendell unscathed. Rsalvenar: Indeed.

We cannot go tonight..... we are to weary. We must get the halflings to a safe place, and then we will guard them. Ralvenar grabs two of the hobbits, Glorien grabs the other two. Ralvenar: Ken, you come with us, the rest of you stay here, and be weary. With that, the 3 elves were gone in a flash. Moments later, Ralvenar has led them to a barn, deep in the town. Glorien: I hope only 1 wraith is near Bree. Ralvenar: That cannot be so.... but the others will be some distance away. Hopefully, that wraith will not regenerate until late tomorrow, and the other wraiths are just as far away. Never the less, we will get no sleep tonight..... not that we need it. Ken: Shall we guard outside, or inside? Ralvenar: Inside. It would comfort the hobbits, and the wraiths would be much less suspicious then if they saw three elves guarding a barn. In you go. The three elves went inside the barn, and watched diligently.

Suddenly, a liquid substance comes up on the roof where Shadow star is, and it takes human form, though still staying metallic. Shadowstar: What the? Craig: Don't mind me, you carry on.......

I also saw the movie today, best film ever!!! But let me remind you that Glorien will be coming in from the outside, and Strider will not be joining. ------------------------------------------ Ralvenar walk over with some ale. He hands it to everyone in the company.

Frodo: Why are we staying here Ralvenar...... there were many inn's closer to the entrance...... Ralvenar: Because we are meeting someone here. Pippin: Who? Ralvenar: An elf by the name of Glorien. Ken: How will we recognise him? Ralvenar: He has an unusually large sword, and he will be wearing elvish clothing, like that of mine. Char: I can't see anyone like that here..... Ralvenar: He is not here yet. Let us draw some ale and wait for his arrival. They all get drinks, and wait the arrival of Glorien.

Craig sits perfectly still meditating. All the others start to move away from Craig, not by choice, but because Craig's energy is pushing them back. Gohan: Whoa, calm down Craig. Craig: Quiet you weak fool. I am powering up to meet the task at hand. I could kill you now, and it wouldn't change the outcome of the fight. Now don't disturb me!

Craig: Okay Rico, you show Ash around, and I'll show Andrew around. Rico: Okay. Rico takes Ash into another room. Andrew: What is this place? Craig: This is the real world my friend.

No, it's not too late. Just post this: Name Race Age Weapon Bio Description Only two weapons at the start, and please state which weapon you are more skilled with. Then you can come in at Bree.

Yeah, I'm 200 in human years, but it seems like I'm only 15.

*taps SSJ4 on the shoulder* Hello, I'm 200 years old...... that makes me the oldest.

The fellowship eventually come to the town of Bree. Night has fallen, and rain pours down. Ralvenar gives Frodo his cloak for shelter. Ralvenat bangs on the door, and a man opens a small eye thing on the door. Guard: Who goes there? What business do you have in Bree... Ralvenar: We are weary travellers who seek shelter. Our business is our own. Guard: Okay, sorry, I didn't mean to anger you, it's just that I must ask questions after dark. The guard opens the door, and lets the fellowship in. Guard: *thinking* Elves.... what are elves doing out here? They all dismount their horses, and put them in the stables. Ralvenar leads them to an inn called The Prancing Pony. Ralvenar: We will all rest here for the night. Frodo, while we are in here you will go by the name Mr Underhill.

I will join only if I can be Legolas from Lord of the Rings. If not, them I'm out.

A thug mugs an old lady in the street. He prepares to make his get away, when he notices the strangest thing. The lampost infront of him starts dividing. Some liquid metal is crawling off it. The substance slithers along the floor, and stops infront of the thug. It suddenly starts growing upwards, and takes human form, though still metallic. Craig: Now that wasn't very nice was it? Craig points his finger at the thugs leg, and his finger extends to a spike, and pierces the thugs leg. The thug falls to the floor, screaming in pain. He takes out a gun and shoots at the metallic figure. The bullet passes through him, making a small hole, which quickly closes up. Craig: Enough! Craig turns his hand into a knife, and cuts the gun in half. He then returns the money to the old lady, and walks off, still metallic. He looks above, and notices few people standing on a rooftop. He turns into his liquid state, and starts slithering up the wall of the building.

Matt goes up the cliff, then Espa, then Lupos, then Craig, then the others in whatever order. Craig: How long till sunrise?

[B]ELF (I want to be an elf....)[/B] Name: Craig Kensindan Gender: Male Age: 200 (15 in human years) Element: Ground Appearence: Long Silver hair, hazel eyes, black and red tunic with black cape. Weapon: Long bow and 30 arrow quiver [B]ANIMAL[/B] Name: Bahumet Animal: Dragon Attacks: Claws teeth, tail, wings, the list goes on. Appearence: Like Bahumet from FF IX