After the Return of The King Aragorn Elf-Stone to the throne of Gondor and Arnor at the end of the Third Age of Middle-Earth, the Fourth Age was a peaceful and prosperous one. King Aragorn and the Elvenqueen Arwen Evenstar ruled from the White City of Minas Tirith, and bounty flowed from the lands of men. In Rohan, the Horselords of the Rohirim led by Eomer renewed the Oath of Eorl, binding the two kingdoms of Western Men together in friendship. After Aragorn's passing, his son Eldarion took the throne, and continues to rule to this day. King Eomer, lacking in the graceful long-life of the line of Numenor, passed his throne to his son Elfwine in his old age, and he to his son Theoden II, who rules Rohan now in the Fifth age.



Gondor is experiencing a time of plenty as it never has before. The Lands of Gondor stretch down to encompass Ithilien in the south, and swing behind Mount Mindolluin to connect through the Enedwaith with Arnor, the great kingdom of men to the North. Recently, however, the south-easternmost fortress (formerly Minas Morgul) was taken by the enemy, and is slowly being perverted once again.


Rohan, having long ago sworn undying fealty to Gondor, has expanded only to encompass the lands they once held (but lost) during the Third Age. The Rohirrim are still the greatest horsemen in all the kingdoms of elves, men, and dwarves, and they act as a force on retainer for Gondor when swift reaction to a threat is necessary.

Most elves departed Middle-Earth, though King Thranduil remained, and so too did many of the elves of Mirkwood, which the Elvenking renamed Eryn Lasgalen and reclaimed fully as his kingdom, ousting the remnants of the shadow of Dol Guldur. For a time, the elves of Lothlorien remained in their beautiful forest home, ruled by Celeborn alone, as Galadriel had passed into the west after Suaron's defeat in the War of the Ring. The elves of Lorien felt the longing for Valinor to a greater extent, without their beautiful beacon Galadriel, and, unlike Thranduil, Celeborn too felt the pull of the White Shores, and so by the time Aragorn II Elessar had passed, Lothlorien was fully abandoned by the fair folk of Celeborn. In the absence of Celeborn's people, Thranduil and his Sylvan elves expanded into Lothlorien, swearing to keep the goblins and orcs of the Misty mountains from perverting the beautiful and holy works of their kin. Lothlorien now remains an extension of Thranduil's kingdom, and is one of two remaining bastions of Elvendom in Middle-Earth. Thranduil and his people, though ever cautious, have good relations with the thriving kingdoms of men, and their forest is home to the Beornings.

With Durin's Bane slain by Gandalf The Grey during the journey of the Fellowship Of The Ring in the Third Age, the Bearded Folk eventually reclaimed Khazad-Dum under the rule of king Durin VII and it became their main Kingdom. The Dwarves became rich and powerful, delving ever-deeper into Middle-Earth, and providing their Mithril armaments to the Men and Elves of The West, though it is rumored that a separatist sect of Dwarves has begun supplying with no regard for their clientele.

The Hobbits, after reclaiming the Shire from the weakened and bitter Saruman, began their peaceful life anew, though never again would they let their borders be so weakened. Now, with the elves of Rivendell having all but left Middle-Earth, the buffer between The Shire and the threats in the mountains had disappeared. As such, the Halflings were forced to reinforce their settlements, though they have lost none of their simple beauty. There are now groups of Hobbit scouts, rangers, and sheriffs who tirelessly patrol the lands between The Shire and The Mountains to the east, often quarreling briefly with the Goblin tribes who make those mountains their home.

I personally prefer a description of the concept of the character and a bit of their appearance and history. I don't like character sheets that feel like filling out paperwork, so I prefer a simplistic free-form approach. Now, seeing as this is advanced, I'm confident that you can get the concept of your character across in few paragraphs without too much prescription for the character sheet. I'll give an example of what I mean with my character.



Galador is a son of the line of Imrazor, and heir to the principality of Dol Amroth. Though fairly young, at the age of twenty-five, he commands the Knights of the Silver Swan, and is an accomplished warrior and tactician. He and his knights were responsible for escorting the surviving citizenry of Minas Ithil back to the safety of Osgilliath, and slaying any pursuers. The blood of Numenor runs strong in Galador, and his features and mannerisms reflect this. He is calm and collected, level-headed even in the thick of a melee. Coming from a place as steeped in tradition, ritual, and pride as Dol Amroth, he can come off as a bit haughty, though that is not usually his intention. He is a kind man, and a natural leader.

(Something like that is perfectly fine, as long as your posts IC aren't that short.)

Kaldur, Son of Falden


Equipment: Short sword and dagger, lock-picking tools, trap disarming tools, rope, crossbow and tightly wrapped quiver, and many other tools of his trade.

Kaldur was born in the Glittering Caves that were founded by the Gimli, Son of Glóin. His family were part of the group that went with Gimli to make the Glittering Caves their new home. At first all was wonderful they were wealthy, were able to own all matter of material items. But with all that wealth came new forms of greed. In particular, his parents would constantly talk about a sword that was an artifact of the war for the one ring. Said that it was stolen from them by another family that lived in the Glittering Caves. And so Kaldur, thinking that he was doing the right thing, sneaking into the house of the family that had the artifact and took it off the mantle that was in the centre of their home.

Unfortunately his lack of skills in this manner didn't help inevitably woke up the family and was caught red handed with the artifact in his hands. Once they found out who he was, they wanted to blame his family but he told them that he did it alone, that he saw the artifact and wanted it for his own, he also didn't tell them that he felt the greatest rush he had ever felt in his life. He was immediately sentenced for a longer term than he should have for his type of crime, and only because the family that he stole from was more influential than his family.

After he served his sentence, Kaldur decided to leave the mountain, for he didn't want to bring further shame to his family or have to hear from the others who would surely never let it go.

So he gathered everything that he could and left his home for good. Moving from village to town to city, wherever he could go he would, but such travel cost him much and soon he found himself broke and alone. He began to steal food from shops, and other small trinkets, sometimes he would be caught, beaten or put in a cell and sometimes he would get away.

It was like this until he tried to steal from a man that was an actual professional thief, he gave credit to the dwarf for the attempt, as foolish as it was, the man was about to kill Kaldur but the dwarf spilled his guts out, what else could he do, he told him of the rush the first time he stole something, that it had changed the course of his life forever, he begged for the man to teach him, to train him, the man pondered a bit, a dwarf thief? his kinder self wanted to help because he himself was once a petty thief slumming from place to place until he learned from a mentor. The man then agreed to teach him the tools of the trade of thievery for a price, a percentage of everything he stole when the man deemed him ready.

He first made the dwarf lose a bunch of weight, had to be leaner than he was, his bulky form at the time made him stand out and easy to catch. So Kaldur gave up all foods and drink that weren't necessary and worked wherever he could to become leaner than he was. Eventually he was the appropriate size and was then told to shave his beard, it had to high of risk of being left behind or caught on something, once he shaved the thief would take him on, so he did as much as it saddened him to do so and his training truly began. It began small, learning to move like a shadow, to be unseen, to have quiet feet and quick hands, host training would often have him sneak up behind someone and taking something small like a rag or hanker chief. Then he moved onto petty theft, pick pocketing, becoming a shadow and gathering information from the people in the streets, getting past alarms and sleight of hand techniques to con people in simple gambling games. Then moved on to burglary, bribery, persuasion, identifying complex traps and how to avoid tripping them as well as breaking and entering. Finally after many years of training and practicing, not just with his mentor, but with other thieves that were pulling off jobs that required more than one person and would learn from them as well, he then got to move onto trap removal and safe breaching. Over many years he was pulling off jobs, big and small, always giving a percentage to his master as was agreed.

Unfortunately men do not live as long as dwarves and the man turned old and eventually he passed away, Kaldur took over the house that belonged to his master for a while but could not stay there long. He longed to be around his own kind again, but he couldn't go back to the Glittering Caves and word would have spread about him. He had heard rumours that there was a group of dwarves that were separated from the main group, mainly because they had no ethics on who was buying their wares. This is where Kaldur thought he might be able to get back into a dwarven colony, so he sold everything in his old master's home and journeyed on to find this group of dwarves.

After months of traveling he finally found what he was looking for, he went to the one that called himself the leader of the faction that had separated from the rest of the dwarves and offered his skills to him. The leader needed proof that he would be worthy, and was assigned to steal something from one of his rivals, so that night he snuck into the rivals home and took a particular item, a necklace that was distinct and recognizable. When he returned, the separatist leader was very pleased and allowed him into his group and would work his way to becoming one of his his personal thieves and information gatherer over many years.

One day he was summoned by his leader, he was told that there were rumours of a gathering of the races, and he wanted to know what it was about. He and his followers did not know what the information was but it seemed to be important enough to the other dwarves that it was kept a tight secret, and he wanted Kaldur to find out what it was.

So Kaldur accepted the mission and set on his way. After months of bribing the right people and gaining the trust of some other key people, he was able to get the information. Once he retrieved it he made it back to his leader and offered the information to him. He found the location of the meeting was Minas Tirith, that the meeting was the Council of the Wise as well as a list of dwarves who were involved in going. Not wanting to be left out in the dark, the leader then requested that he find a way to get in on the meeting and gather as much information as possible. Luckily for Kaldur one of his connections were high enough that they were part of the group of dwarves to go to the meeting. After filling the greed of that dwarf, he was given the position of chronicler and prepared himself for the journey to Minas Tirith.

Lhindél is an elf of Eryn Lasgalen (once known as Mirkwood), of a noble and well known line of sword wielders – meaning he is among nobility. He is of mixed Silvan and Sindar descent, though more predominantly Silvan due to his mother being pure Silvan elf. At the age of 200 Lhindél is a young elf, often viewed as inexperienced, though old compared to many other races. This (leading to the belief he is more likely to empathise with the shorter lived races), along with his nobility and skills, is why he was chosen to be emissary. Lhindél is light footed and incredibly skilled with a sword, something passed down through his father’s side of the family – and something he has practiced for years, and earning him the third name Magoler (Sword Song). Where his skill with the sword is quite something his ability with the bow, a commonly used weapon by Silvan elves, is well below average.

As many elves do Lhindél sees himself as somewhat superior to the other free people. However he is not specifically racist, nor does he believe that he is above working with them. He is quite willing to try and judge individuals for who they are rather than for the fact they will live a shorter life than him. Lhindél is intelligent (though not as much as many other elves) and reserved, sometimes seen as quite uptight. However he has a strong sense of loyalty and will dedicate himself to whatever work he is doing, or any person he wishes to be loyal to.

Name Translation: Son of Trewlang , Slender Star, Sword Song

Cassinia, or Cassi as she is more affectionately called, is the fourth child (of five), and third daughter, of the current Warden of Westmarch. She is descended from Samwise Gamgee from his daughter Elanor the Fair, and born in Undertowers (in Westmarch). At the age of 35 she is young for a hobbit – having only come of age two years ago. Though the daughter of a Warden Cassi is a member of the scouts who patrol the borders. Though her fighting is adequate her skill lies with her ability to use a bow. An incredibly accurate shot, she is talented for her age and station (though nothing near an Elven archer). This is due to the training she asked for, and received, while growing up in the Undertowers – an otherwise safe and boring upbringing. She is also quite good with a slingshot. It is her skill as an archer and scout, along with her status as the daugher of the Warden of Westmarch, which is why she is attending the council meeting as a guard of the emissary.

Cassi herself is cheerful and upbeat, one to grin in most situations. Due to being very friendly she finds it easy to get along with most people and can forge friendships in unlikely circumstances. Her general friendliness is coupled with someone who enjoys joking, playing pranks on others and generally having a laugh. Sometimes this can get to an annoying point, though she tends to stop before she goes too far. Though generally friendly Cassi has a terrible temper, and very little control of it – if she gets angry, she’s angry. It really isn’t difficult to cause this as well. Along with this, though she is one of the hobbits who scout the borders she is naïve and yet
to truly experience any kind of combat or hurt.

Cassi stands at 3’5”, with the typical stout figure and soft, round face of a hobbit. Her hair is a messy golden-red and long, often tied back, while her skin is fair. Her eyes are a somewhat unusual and bright green. When not travelling or working Cas will wears dresses in bright hues of green with some yellows, with more practical clothing otherwise (still in shades of green). Like all hobbits, she does not wear shoes.

Sharp in words, wealth, and blade, Prince Randal, heir to the Kingship of Dale at age twenty-seven, is the spitting image of his father, and the model Dalish wealthy noble whose primary motive is to gain more power and more gold. He is exceptionally skilled as having a silver tongue rivalling that of his father, and is considered by the Dalish nobility to be one of the best diplomats in the North - which is partly why he was sent to the King's Council. He seeks what is best for the Kingdom of Dale, and how they can defend themselves against this new threat, and may also consider aid to the other Free Peoples - provided that Dale will get something out of it.