NAME: Miri USERNAME: silverjade CONTACT: crawfordsei[at]gmail.com/carminejackal/silverjade CHARACTERS IN GAME: N/A
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NAME: Gandalf the Grey, Mithrandir, Tharkûn, Olórin, Stormcrow, etc etc CANON: The Hobbit | Lord of the Rings CANON POINT: January 25, T.A. 3019, After the Battle of the Peak AGE: Ancient, his body however is around 2,019 years old despite only looking like he's in his 60s. APPEARANCE: closeup: http://i.imgur.com/8IWTFBz.jpg full body: http://i.imgur.com/X5sgz3v.jpg PERSONALITY: '...an old man with a staff. He had a tall pointed blue hat, a long grey cloak, a silver scarf over which a white beard hung down below his waist, and immense black boots.' - Bilbo, (The Hobbit, "An Unexpected Party") To the casual eye of anyone who doesn't know the wizard, Gandalf looks much like an old man and most tend to believe him nothing more than a simple conjurer. Some call him a troublemaker, as at times trouble tends to follow him like winter follows autumn. Due to this he's been called Stormcrow by some. Of course it isn't really that he brings trouble, more that he sweeps in to warn people of approaching trouble, since forewarned is forearmed.
Gandalf is for the most part rather dedicated to his duty to Middle-earth, guarding it and it's various people as best as it is possible for one man to oversee such a large body of land. Fortunately, he wasn't alone in his duty, but he was the most active in the fact that he never settled for overlong in any one location; choosing to wander the Westlands and 'stick his nose' in places where it oft 'didn't belong' according to some.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to." -Gandalf (The Fellowship of the Ring)
In some ways, the wizard acted much akin to a feline, going where he would, where he felt he was needed or desired to go, despite being told to curtail such actions at times when people felt he was being too nosy. He kept his own counsel on some things, often wanting to learn more before dragging other people into the subject. Of course, he was just as prone to drag people into things he felt needed to be addressed...without actually informing them of his true intentions behind his actions. (re: The quest of Erebor)
Gandalf did however know when and how to relax. He spent much time in the Shire, visiting the hobbits, taking to smoking the pipe-weed that they grew and smoked themselves. He admired them their courage and humble nature. He often entertained them at parties they held via the fireworks he made and the tales of things beyond the Shire.
Gandalf can appear to be rather mirthful and humorous at times, jesting with and teasing those in his company. Of course, the wizard is just as apt to show his temper should something provoke it. His anger doesn't last long fortunately, especially as most that do cause his temper to flare often repent their foolishness shortly after seeing it. When he's angry or fighting in combat with an enemy, he also seems to lose the mien of being a simple wanderer or conjurer and become something far greater and considerably more threatening.
Gandalf often can surprise people with the impatience he displays for other people's nonsense, especially when time is of the essence. Act foolish and you'll likely get a scolding from him, of course, he was not above rewarding people when he thought it was deserved.
Gandalf's deep wisdom may be derived from the patience he learned while in Valinor, just as his care for all creatures of 'good will' most likely came from his sense of pity for the weak. Both his patience and sense of pity were revealed again and again both in books and movies, even when dealing with the servants of his enemies.
"Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. For even the very wise cannot see all ends." —Gandalf (Book One: Chapter II)
PROJECTED CLASS: Knight I went with Knight for Gandalf, because of the skills, they felt like they fit him well and the fact he fights more with staff and sword than with magic also made me lean toward this class. Another reason would be due to the high defense. Considering he already knows how to fight with his staff, I wager it wouldn't be all that hard for him to learn how to use a lance. Also he's the sort of person who would seek to defend his allies and thus play tank given a choice. (re: balrog in moria anyone?)
OTHER: Gandalf is one of the Istari. Originally, the Istari were angelic Maiar spirits, sent by the Valar to aid Middle-earth in its struggle against evil; but in Middle-earth they were forbidden to use their Maiar powers. The "magic" they wielded was the power that occurred only in the mortal world, and therefore they were given human bodies, that restricted their spiritual and physical strength. Due to his being around during the creation of Arda, I've set his age to Ancient and also listed the age of his body as well.
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FIRST PERSON SAMPLE: DH sample Meme Sample THIRD PERSON SAMPLE He had not expected to awake in the living world again, at least not still as he once had been. But awake he did, suddenly and all at once, like a man who was surfacing from water and in desperate need of air. His lungs drew in air and confusion settled even further in due to the lack of biting chill within the air that entered them. While it was entirely possible that his body had been fetched from the peak of Celebdil and taken to a more friendly locale, he did not know the room he woke in now.
Turning himself over, he pushed himself up to his feet and took silent stock of himself. The first thing which came to mind was the obvious lack of his staff, but then it had broken on the bridge. He noted the loss of his other belongings, most likely lost in his descent and fight against the Balrog. He still had his sword and Narya. It was as he was staring at the ring that he noted one other thing missing. The power he had wielded previous to his falling to his injuries from the Balrog was gone, nary a whisper or hint of it remaining. Neither did the ring have any power to it even. He frowned silently, worry and perhaps a touch of fear now creeping in to mingle with his previous confusion.
The loss of his own power didn't worry him nearly as much as the ring's loss of power, unless perhaps it meant that that Ring had been destroyed finally. It would be a relief if that was the case but still, the worry lingered regardless since he didn't know yet if that was the case or not.
At least he was not completely unarmed, he still possessed Glamdring. He would be capable enough with it to put most who might seek to attack him to flight with it.
Turning his attention from himself now, to the room which held him once again, his gaze shortly fell upon two men standing not too far from him, their attire was nothing he'd ever seen before which hinted that he was no where near Middle-Earth before they actually spoke up welcoming him to a world completely different from his own.
The only thing he could get out of the men was the name of the world and the advice to leave and find himself a guild to join during his time here. Attempting to press them for more availed him not, so he finally departed the castle he had woken in to look at the city around it.
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CONTACT: crawfordsei[at]gmail.com/carminejackal/
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etc etcCANON: The Hobbit | Lord of the Rings
CANON POINT: January 25, T.A. 3019, After the Battle of the Peak
AGE: Ancient, his body however is around 2,019 years old despite only looking like he's in his 60s.
APPEARANCE:
closeup: http://i.imgur.com/8IWTFBz.jpg
full body: http://i.imgur.com/X5sgz3v.jpg
PERSONALITY: '...an old man with a staff. He had a tall pointed blue hat, a long grey cloak, a silver scarf over which a white beard hung down below his waist, and immense black boots.'
- Bilbo, (The Hobbit, "An Unexpected Party")
To the casual eye of anyone who doesn't know the wizard, Gandalf looks much like an old man and most tend to believe him nothing more than a simple conjurer. Some call him a troublemaker, as at times trouble tends to follow him like winter follows autumn. Due to this he's been called Stormcrow by some. Of course it isn't really that he brings trouble, more that he sweeps in to warn people of approaching trouble, since forewarned is forearmed.
Gandalf is for the most part rather dedicated to his duty to Middle-earth, guarding it and it's various people as best as it is possible for one man to oversee such a large body of land. Fortunately, he wasn't alone in his duty, but he was the most active in the fact that he never settled for overlong in any one location; choosing to wander the Westlands and 'stick his nose' in places where it oft 'didn't belong' according to some.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to."
-Gandalf (The Fellowship of the Ring)
In some ways, the wizard acted much akin to a feline, going where he would, where he felt he was needed or desired to go, despite being told to curtail such actions at times when people felt he was being too nosy. He kept his own counsel on some things, often wanting to learn more before dragging other people into the subject. Of course, he was just as prone to drag people into things he felt needed to be addressed...without actually informing them of his true intentions behind his actions. (re: The quest of Erebor)
Gandalf did however know when and how to relax. He spent much time in the Shire, visiting the hobbits, taking to smoking the pipe-weed that they grew and smoked themselves. He admired them their courage and humble nature. He often entertained them at parties they held via the fireworks he made and the tales of things beyond the Shire.
Gandalf can appear to be rather mirthful and humorous at times, jesting with and teasing those in his company. Of course, the wizard is just as apt to show his temper should something provoke it. His anger doesn't last long fortunately, especially as most that do cause his temper to flare often repent their foolishness shortly after seeing it. When he's angry or fighting in combat with an enemy, he also seems to lose the mien of being a simple wanderer or conjurer and become something far greater and considerably more threatening.
Gandalf often can surprise people with the impatience he displays for other people's nonsense, especially when time is of the essence. Act foolish and you'll likely get a scolding from him, of course, he was not above rewarding people when he thought it was deserved.
Gandalf's deep wisdom may be derived from the patience he learned while in Valinor, just as his care for all creatures of 'good will' most likely came from his sense of pity for the weak. Both his patience and sense of pity were revealed again and again both in books and movies, even when dealing with the servants of his enemies.
"Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. For even the very wise cannot see all ends."
—Gandalf (Book One: Chapter II)
PROJECTED CLASS: Knight
I went with Knight for Gandalf, because of the skills, they felt like they fit him well and the fact he fights more with staff and sword than with magic also made me lean toward this class. Another reason would be due to the high defense. Considering he already knows how to fight with his staff, I wager it wouldn't be all that hard for him to learn how to use a lance. Also he's the sort of person who would seek to defend his allies and thus play tank given a choice. (re: balrog in moria anyone?)
OTHER: Gandalf is one of the Istari. Originally, the Istari were angelic Maiar spirits, sent by the Valar to aid Middle-earth in its struggle against evil; but in Middle-earth they were forbidden to use their Maiar powers. The "magic" they wielded was the power that occurred only in the mortal world, and therefore they were given human bodies, that restricted their spiritual and physical strength. Due to his being around during the creation of Arda, I've set his age to Ancient and also listed the age of his body as well.
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DH sample
Meme Sample
THIRD PERSON SAMPLE
He had not expected to awake in the living world again, at least not still as he once had been. But awake he did, suddenly and all at once, like a man who was surfacing from water and in desperate need of air. His lungs drew in air and confusion settled even further in due to the lack of biting chill within the air that entered them. While it was entirely possible that his body had been fetched from the peak of Celebdil and taken to a more friendly locale, he did not know the room he woke in now.
Turning himself over, he pushed himself up to his feet and took silent stock of himself. The first thing which came to mind was the obvious lack of his staff, but then it had broken on the bridge. He noted the loss of his other belongings, most likely lost in his descent and fight against the Balrog. He still had his sword and Narya. It was as he was staring at the ring that he noted one other thing missing. The power he had wielded previous to his falling to his injuries from the Balrog was gone, nary a whisper or hint of it remaining. Neither did the ring have any power to it even. He frowned silently, worry and perhaps a touch of fear now creeping in to mingle with his previous confusion.
The loss of his own power didn't worry him nearly as much as the ring's loss of power, unless perhaps it meant that that Ring had been destroyed finally. It would be a relief if that was the case but still, the worry lingered regardless since he didn't know yet if that was the case or not.
At least he was not completely unarmed, he still possessed Glamdring. He would be capable enough with it to put most who might seek to attack him to flight with it.
Turning his attention from himself now, to the room which held him once again, his gaze shortly fell upon two men standing not too far from him, their attire was nothing he'd ever seen before which hinted that he was no where near Middle-Earth before they actually spoke up welcoming him to a world completely different from his own.
The only thing he could get out of the men was the name of the world and the advice to leave and find himself a guild to join during his time here. Attempting to press them for more availed him not, so he finally departed the castle he had woken in to look at the city around it.