Name: Thurin Stoutarm

Age: 118

Sex: M

Race: Dwarf

Apperance:

Class: Fighter

Equipment: backpack, a week's worth of rations, small tent, whetstone, bandage x 2. A dwarf-made two-handed ax(35), Mail Armor (20) Leather armor over it (15) Saddled Pony, Oil (10), Torch x2 (6), Whetstone (5), Flask (5).

Background story: He was a young Dwarf from the Ironhills when the call to battle reached his hold. He was 40 years old, with a beard that didn't reach his belt, and marched forward to the Battle of the Five Armies. He remembered the elvish arrows and the Orc scimitars, himself felling a few Orcs himself. He helped bury the dead, and held himself both physically and mentally well despite his youth.
He stayed in Erebor to work the mines, and then volunteered for Balin's adventure to Khaza-dum. He was never a heroic dwarf, but he had always been reliable and duty bound. Thurin made his way into the Misty Mountains with Balin and the Dwarven group, before they were attacked by Goblins and Trolls. He was one of the runners sent out to give word they were being attacked, and tried to arrive to Erebor but was cut off from it being attacked by Mordor's forces. He knew he couldn't make it in, so he decided to go back into the Misty Mountains to fight with his brethren, but found them all dead. He had been wandering ever since, looking for a way to atone for his failings.

Name: Ellaryn Bracegirdle
Age: 34
Sex: Female
Race: Hobbit
Apperance:


Class: Rogue
Equipment:


Background story: Els was always very lightfingered and carefree while growing up in the Shire. She was born and raised in Michel Delving, but she mostly caused trouble and few arguements with her lost and found games. No matter how stern a rebuke she got, nearly always it was let off with her heartwarm promise never to do it again. After a few new tricks, she was always the first point of call even if nobody could prove she did it.

Then her family got a call to visit the Underhills in Bree, her mother's brother's father was celebrating his 88th birthday. Of Els got away from the party for a while, and of course she slipped back into her lost and found prank. She lost a silver plater from the Underhills which was found at above some human's door that night. (She recalls that his name might have Bill.) The rowdy hobbits and the few men that were at the house very nearly caused a small riot in their dispute. Giles, her father, was actually beaten and so her family life ended that night.

Els was left disowned by her family and the Underhills, word quickly spread around Bree as to what actually happened and that she was responsible. She spent less than a day there before having to flee, not before sneaking around one or two homes to "help" her on her way.

5 years travelling about has hned her skills somewhat, but she still hasn't settled in one place or found any kind of normal living.

Notes: Small and sneaky.
Cook.
Basic survival skills.

Name: Vamyr Turambar
Age: 29
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:

Class: Fighter
Equipment:


His horse isn’t really equipment... Fred has been with him for a while, and he harbors some feels for the beast.
Background story:
Vamyr was a guardsman in northern Ithilien, part of a regiment border post in Gondor. He is fairly experienced, having grown up in the area as one of the few scattered people willing to brave the threat of the servants of Mordor. Vamyr followed in the steps of his father when he came of age, and joined in the border guard to the more civilized parts of Gondor. The guardsmen of Ithilien have long worked with the Rangers of the South unofficially, both groups offering aid and information to the other when times called for it. It was not strange then when Vamyr received a request- to investigate the stirring in the north. He had only to retrieve a message from a contact in Rohan and bring it back to Osgiliath. It was a long journey, and before he had returned, news of Osgiliath’s fall on the eastern bank had reached Rohan. His report was then useless, and Vamyr chose to wander still farther North, hoping to bring back favorable news of aid from the north.