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Uviel "Moonbow" Ossyr, Hithras

"Moriquendi who is as Feanor" the Basamo who stole the sparkles of the silmarils.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Oran Tarlin

Description

Silver hair, a fair face, and the body of a god. Tall and glorious, and with a voice to melt the heart of Sauron. Eyes gray, and seeming as a blind man. His skin is tanned from millenia of travel.

Personality

He harbors a great hatred for the free races. Especially those Elves who saw the light of the two trees. He has so much experience with so much pain, that he cannot feel sympathy, only the most modest empathy.

Equipment

Hithras wears a fantastic suite of mithril, with chainmail of such fine and minute rings, it nearly feels like cloth. Over this chain tunic he wear plates of a dark, ruddy metal, from east of Mordor, in plates much like the armor of the Noldor, only skewed in darkness, spiked and vicious. His many interlocking plates of armor, resembling the style of Rohan, cover the shining mithril. His breastplate is made of two plates, each with a tree decorating it. All of his armor is then wrapped tightly in haradrim wrappings, black with embroidery of the black speech.

A huge cloak engulfs his form, far blacker than night. On his brow is a symbol he created. In dark iron it is his name in his own script, like a fell sarati, it casts a shadow over his face, and holds his hood in place. His gloves are leather, with dark iron plating, but obviously some ancient elven grace is on him, for he can move as though wearing nothing.

At his back is a huge bow of shining mithril, he is often called Moonbow for it, as it is a crescent of light against his pure blackness. Approximately eight quivers are about him, each with a unique set of arrows. The string of his bow lets out a most horrifying ring when struck. A set of morgul blades are tied to his person, though no one gets so close.

History

Hithras was once a Moriquendi, incredibly wise, but with a love of Middle Earth too great to answer the Valar, but he did not fade like other elves, he was already in shadow. It is said that he has explored the entirety of the continent of middle earth, and has a map of it for Morfit.

Strangely, when the silmarils were taken by Morgoth, Hithras was utterly against him. Yet stranger still, was that he was never called a Moriquendi again after the war with Morgoth, yet most peculiar, he gained an incredible amount of power after this time, and became as the elves who had seen the light of the trees. Apparently, a sparkle of the silmarils was caught in three separate dew drops, and he had seen them, and was inspired by them.

It is unsure what happened to that sparkle of a reflection of the two trees. Only now has he turned to evil, and become a servant of Morfit. He became a Basamo truly, though, when he crafted his arrows. Each one is foully cursed, and he has tied a mist to each arrow, and bent them to Morfit's will, he serves him utterly, probably because of the aforementioned dew drops.

The arrows of mist can fly farther than any human or even elven projectile, and each mist can have a different effect on the area it is let loose on. From such a discovery, Morfit essentially knighted him, giving him even more power than millenia of training can give.

So begins...

Uviel "Moonbow" Ossyr, Hithras's Story

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The expanse of the void was endless, and he just wanted a beer, anything good and strong, and it didnt just matrialise out of nothing. So how to get out of the endless expanse of a rather beautiful endless flower meadow was actually rather nice. It was not often he got to really just wander a flower meadow, and as beautiful as it was, there had to be a door or a window or something.

Finally finding what looked like a door frame, with no visible door per sei, he tried going through it, like it was a opening in a fence, and promptly smacked into a door panel with a hard thud. The dragon saw he couldnt fit through the door but it was infact a door. Dust was on the ground among the beautiful flowers but he felt he should not disturb the dust, it was after all possible that someone had distributed family ashes there. And just being there made the dragon shift form to his human asize and get to his knees, bowing three times towards a nearby small pile of void dust before getting to his feet.

Turning back to the door frame he found the4 handle. But something made him halt. Where there others looking for the door that he had just found ?

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A tall skeletal figure wandered the void. Zal’hagun scanned the impenetrable darkness with fleshless eyes that glowed with necromantic energy. His ancient robes, worn and tattered yet still bearing an air of nobility, flowed behind him.

“Well…” He hissed into the nothingness. “This is… problematic.”

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Elanna Torres opened her eyes after what seemed like an eternity. She didn't remember how she got here, and she didn't seem to know where she was at, drifting in an infinite void. She ran her hands on her body, the polished leather of her sam browne, and the sleek casing of her disruptor. She reached into a leather pouch, and clicked on a small LED flashlight, shining it into the void.

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Quickpaw Hurojo awakes after having been asleep for several years. Around the area was only void. It was empty. Dark. Cold. "Where... where have the spirits placed me?" He started patting his body all over; ensuring that he was corporeal. "Not dead; that's a plus." Though there was no time to lose. If he was corporeal, that likely means that he could return to the world he knew, and hopefully return to his king. He began running, hoping to find an exit to this ethereal obscurity.

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Sibael Rhodwyn looked around, finally staring one of the strangers in the face, "I don't remember you. Any of you, to be frank."