Name: Theobald Noakes 'Ted’ / ‘Teddy’

Age: 48

Race: Hobbit

Sex: Male

Personality: Somewhat gruff in the way he talks, Ted is the kind of person that takes a while to get used to. He isn’t quick to trust and be friendly. Most people don’t get along with him at first unless they are the friendlier souls. Years spent travelling in isolation has created something of an unsocial and quiet man. Though more likely to listen to a conversation that participate in it, Ted is not unkind. While he can be difficult to become friends with he is not obtrusive nor does he pick fights. Calm and practical, he is most likely to be a background figure in any kind of group. However, his skills and knowledge of survival may occasionally bring him to the forefront.

Someone who has a difficulty fully relaxing, when Ted is in company of those he trusts he becomes more jovial. He has many tales to tell for his forty-eight years. He will not be the one making jokes but he is quite happy to laugh along with them. And, just like any hobbit, he enjoys the company of a good drink and some pipe-weed.

Appearance: Ted stands at 3’6”, just in the taller ranges of hobbits (though not by much, and hardly above average by any means). His somewhat round face is more angular than most hobbits with gaunt lines from years living in the outdoors and away from the easy going lifestyle of most Hobbits. Of a sturdy built, Ted has well defined muscles and very few of the soft lines you’d expect. He still has something of a stomach (he does enjoy drinking as much as the next Hobbit) but has the body of one with a clearly active lifestyle. His hair is brown and curly, kept relatively short so it can’t get in the way. He has eyes that are a couple of shades darker than his hair, but still a similar dull brown. His skin is soft and tanned brown, somewhat ruddy, and blemished with the kinds of scars you’d expect of someone who now essentially lives in the wilds.

Backstory: Born in Hobbiton as one of the middle children of nine, Ted’s family were farmers first and foremost. Ted grew up learning the trade of his family but always an adventurous sort, running away to explore and play fighting with sticks against any of his siblings who would allow it. He always wanted more to life than just settling down with a family.

When he was a bit older, but not quite the age of majority, Ted left his family and moved to Bree. Here he found someone who trained him in how to use a sword, and improved his own use of a slingshot. He learned how to survive out in the wilds, cover a trail and follow one. After a few years in Bree Ted, now aged thirty four, set out to explore the world.

He travelled from years, exploring the lands now nearly abandoned by elves and their beautiful cities. He visited a few strongholds of the dwarves, but only remained briefly. He then moved on to the lands of the humans; spending his time in Rohan and going as far as Dale and Esgaroth upon the Lake. He met many people in his time, and travelled with a few between cities, but spend much of his time alone in wilderness away from civilisation.

Some years after he had set out, perhaps six or so, Ted found himself in Minas Tirith. It was in a tavern here that he met Roderic Fairbairn, a nephew of the Warden of Westmarch. As the only hobbits in the area the two started talking and a loose friendship former. This developed as they began to travel together, slowly making their way back to the Shire.

Ted returned to the Shire almost ten years after he had set out from Bree. While he had enjoyed his adventures, he decided to settle down just for a short while, and it was at Roderic’s suggestion that he joined the guards of the borders at Westmarch. With his experience it was easy enough for Ted to become and member, soon become a mentor figure for many within the ranks.

Ted has had this job for five years now, and is beginning to get restless from staying in one place for so long.

Reason for investigating the silent colony?: Roderic, the hobbit that Ted travelled with for a few years and arguably his closest friend, recently travelled to Dôr-min-Taur. Since then there is has been no correspondence from him though the two kept in contact normally. Ted wants to know what has happened to him, as does Cassinia Fairbairn; cousin of Roderic and a member of the guards Ted is friendly with.

Other: Weapon wise Ted carries a shortsword of human make, sized so that a hobbit may wield. Along with this he carries his trusty slingshot, which he is adept with, and a small bow (just in case a slingshot doesn’t do the job). He also has a few hunting knives.

Other equipment Ted has is stuff to start fires, trail mix for when travelling, other survival equipment and a pipe for smoking pipe-weed.

Name: Aelchon Barhadorion

Age: 1000

Race: Elf

Sex: Male

Personality: Aelchon tends to be genuine as a person; he wears his heart on his sleeve and reads like an open book, so to say. He is very adventurous; he likes discovering new things, places, and meeting new people.

Unfortunately, he tends to be rather dissolute, preferring to do what seems to the the most fun compared to good hard work. He also has a hot temper, and tends to get easily involved in arguments, especially if he feels that his personality and behavior is being attacked.

He hates competing with others, and would rather cooperate to reach common goals than try to be the first to achieve it.

Appearance: As a Silvan elf, Aelchon has long dark hair, usually tied back in a braid, though he lets it hang loose when off duty. His eyes are grey in colour, and he is considered to be rather slim. He usually wears a leather tunic with a shirt underneath, almost always of various shades of green, along with leather breeches and boots, and a dark green cloak. He carries a bow with him, as well as a quiver of arrows and twin daggers. When off duty, his tunic and pants would be of a gentler, more comfortable material.

Backstory: Aelchon was born during a dark period in time, when Eyrn Lasgalen had been known as Mirkwood. His father was a simple hunter while his mother gathered and made clothes. As a youth, he was somewhat protected from the effects of war, but once he came of age, he volunteered to go into weapons training, and hence, became highly skilled with the bow and daggers. Thus, he participated in the Battle Under the Trees, and though he survived and managed to rack up an impressive kill count, his own father had been killed in battle. He had been rather young then, and the lost of his father sorely grieved him, as they had been close, and his father had been the one to train him in the bow.

He is currently considered to be one of King Thranduil's best scouts, and it is usually him who investigates into mysterious occurrences, usually under request from the King himself, whom Aelchon highly respects. Recently, he has also undertaken the training of Elves recently come of age and wishing to join in Eyrn Lasgalen's defense.

Reason for investigating the silent colony?: Under request from King Thranduil

Name: Thurin Stonewrought III

Age: 112

Race: Dwarf

Sex: Male

Personality: Adventurous and passionate, Thurin's delved deeper and traveled further than any Dwarf in recent memory. He truly enjoys new lands and places to explore, and new foes to fight are always an exciting challenge. Of course, he's gruff and pragmatic, and shares his races stoic nature. He's fought against Orcs and Trolls in minor skirmishes, and has a soldier's outlook and manner, when the situation calls for seriousness. During his leisure time, he'll not shy himself from a story or a song.

Appearance: He's a tough and muscled Dwarf, with dark eyes to match his hair. Thurin's Beard reaches down past his belt, unbraided, though he has bronze fixings framing his beard to keep it a tad shorter so he could fight easier. His broad bladed Axe is finely crafted Steel, used as both a walking stick and his main heavy weapon. He had four throwing axes he can use as shorter weapons as well, if need be. His armor is made for light travel, though that still means he is clad in masterwork chainmail and half plate armor on certain areas of his body.

Backstory: Thurin III was born in Khazad Dum, one hundred and twelve years ago. His father was Thurin the II, one of the initial reclaimers of Khazad-Dum, who led one of the contingents of Dwarves into the deep as they slew the foul Orcs that infested the mines. Thurin I, his grandfather, fought in the Battle of the Five Armies as a young lad, having made an acquaintance of one Biblo Baggins, and later served in the War of the North. Thurin was born in a line of proud and admirable Dwarves, and he does not intend to besmirch their legacy.

When he came of age, he took to the Axe and tried his hand at exploration to aid in the Dwarves as they delved deeper into the earth. Ever reaching for veins of precious metals, Thurin was given the task of leading a few incursions into the lesser known roads of the underworld. At times they found nothing, having to come back empty handed other than fixing the ever increasing maps with dead ends. Other times, they found veins of ore. Mostly Iron and Silver, though they did find a Golden vein at one point. Thrice, they came upon pockets of Orcs in the deep places of the world, fighting their way in and slaughtering the foul Goblins with their finely crafted weapons. And indeed, there was one instance where they found a beast they had not seen before. A nameless creature they merely caught glimpses of, and decided to delve no further, for its bulk was massive and its very presence befouled the air, having become rank with Dwarven fear. It raked into solid rock as if it were dirt, and screeched as it fed on slain Goblins.

In between his expeditions, he would go back to mining, for he had worked as a miner as a mere Beardling to hone his muscles and teach him a good work ethic. He tried smithing a time or two, and while no slouch, it wasn't his calling. His greatest love was adventuring, and because of his successes at finding minerals and new realms to conquer, as well as his family lineage, he was chosen among a throng of Dwarves to be at this new council to decide the fate of Middle Earth once more.

Reason for investigating the silent colony?: Thurin's second cousin, Thorgig, was one of the Dwarves who oversaw much of the preparation of Dôr-min-Taur. When the colony went silent, Thurin's ageing father sent his son the adventurer to investigate the disappearance of their cousin, and the wealth that had once flowed from there.

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