A Place to Store previous Characters

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  1. So I'm going to store my characters here for nostalgia and so maybe I can use them later! yay someone tell me if this is the wrong section for this.


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    Name: Arcturia Kryik

    Species: Turian

    Age: 42

    Gender: Female

    Faction: Alliance

    Class: Spectre Vanguard

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    Abilities
    Overload
    Charge
    Pull
    Throw
    Armor-Piercing Ammo
    Disruptor Ammo

    Weapons and armor
    Sniper Rifle
    Heavy Pistol
    Medium Crisis/Hazard Armor

    Skills
    Arcturia is a master at harsh guerrilla warfare, she can throw herself into a tough situation and survive and succeed with just her agility, cunning and experience to guide her. She is one of the top hand-to-hand combat specialists in the Turian fleet and a dead eye for Sniping. She has experience and skill at leading a Squad, having had a brief and successful stint as a Kabalim, but she prefers to work alone or with a small crew of one or two proved and trusted friends. She gets the job done without a fuss over morality or a crisis of conscience.

    Ship specifications
    Arcturia Captains a small Turian Frigate with just above a skeleton crew on board. it gets her places fast and quiet while also being able to hold its own in any firefight space battle they might land themselves in. It has both Ablative Coating and heavy Kinetic Shields to deal with whatever fire they might come under and a recently fitted Thanix Cannon to prepare for those few times they might need to fire back. On board, Arcturia has her own battle-ready shuttle that she uses for missions. She has her own pilot but she could fly it herself in a pinch.

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    Personality

    Hard//Tough//Stalwart

    Arcturia doesnt do backing down or giving up. She deals with the problem at hand and while she may grumble and mutter about the situation she'll do it while taking out the problem with a heavy Biotic Charge to its face or one precise Snipe to its nether regions. She'll endure anything you can think of and more. Beat her, shoot her, throw her off a cliff, but you'll never break her. She has held the record for longest resistance against torture without dying or giving up the intel for five years running and she plans to beat it if she's ever stupid enough to get captured a second time.

    Loyal//Determined//Trustworthy
    If Arcturia gives you her trust and friendship then you can expect her to deliver. The problem is knowing when she has because its often hard to tell with her. She might be patting your back and suggesting names for your children one minute, then throwing you to C-Sec and grilling you for drug smuggling charges the next. The best way to know she's got your back is if you have hers (and you arent involved in anything particularly illegal). Still, even like this, it doesnt mean she'll treat you tenderly or gently. Say someone had you at gunpoint and was screaming something about shooting you if she doesnt put her gun down. She'd most likely shoot you herself somewhere mildly non-lethal, use the surprise factor to shoot your captor and then slap on some medigel and drag you back to base. To be honest it takes alot to be Arcturia's friend, but at least you know you wont die.

    Harsh//Unyielding//Heartless
    Arcturia doesnt care about your children, your wife, your husband, your parents. Arcturia has no qualms with harming innocent civilians if there is no way around it. This doesnt mean she wont try and find another way, she isnt cruel or excessively callous and its in her best interests to leave a place with more friends and allies than when she came. But she has a mission and she intends to report back to the Council with a 'Mission completed' at the end of the day. She's not a renegade, she's not a Paragon, she is just the essence of practicality.

    Unwilling Leader//Strategic//Inspiring
    Arcturia wouldnt like to admit it but she's good at being a captain. She's done it before and she's probably going to have to do it again but that doesnt mean she'll like it. As a Leader she cant help but take the whole squad under her wing and think of them as entirely her responsibility. She might be ok with sacrificing some buildings, civilians or unknown military but she finds it very hard to sacrifice a squad put under her command. If she does that, it means she did something wrong, she was in control and she screwed up and it would be her fault if any of them didnt come back to their families afterwards. She deals with this heavy guilt fine, but that doesnt mean she likes it and it doesnt mean she'll seek it out. Still, her dedication to the men and women beneath her means ironically that she can quite easily make soldiers ready to die for her, ready to charge into battle guns blazing and ready to follow any order she gives even if it probably means death for them.

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    Personnel Service History

    Pre-Service History

    Born in a small mercenary outpost outside Hierachy space, Arcturia and her younger brother Nihlus learned the hard way to fight for what he wanted and just how tough the outlying planets could be. Their father died when Arcturia was nineteen and Nihlus had just turned sixteen and although Arcturia herself had already chosen Military life, their mother forced Nihlus into enlisting not a day after their father was in his grave. In the years Arcturia had been at her base camp, all her rebellious attitude and fury at the system and fury at adults in general had been worked out through lots of hand-to-hand conbat training, basically she had the stuffing beaten out of her until she decided there were more important things in life than acting out. Nihlus on the other hand was not so easily persuaded.

    Arcturia had always worried about how her little brother would cope with the discipline of the Army and her concerns were well founded. They were both outsiders, Arcturia somewhat more so given her Biotic talents, and this status made life difficult for them both. Although Arcturia always ensured Nihlus was at the top of his class, his superiors and peers never truly accepted him. Arcturia had no problem with being an outcast but Nihlus had a kinder heart than she did so he always inevitably got in trouble. Arcturia graduated from boot camp a full two years before her little brother did, sent straight off to Cabal training posts without much choice. She tried hard to visit Nihlus when she could but being in a Cabal squad all of her assignments and missions were long, protracted affairs with even more protracted debriefings and shore-leave was scarce. The pair remained in contact but it was weak and strained at best.


    Combat History
    Arcturia distinguished herself in many different ways during her Cabal career. She worked in a variety of different squads and through her highly recognised skills as a recon scout, often got put on a variety of non-cabal rated assignments. However, no matter how disciplined and by the book she tried to be she was still a bolshie and combative and argumentative soldier with a respect for her higher ups that usually showed as her arguing with them more. This obviously was not something Turian Military ships tolerated and the amount of insubordination charges thrown at her were immense. Her nature continued to the crew as well, some people she would get on with, some not and she'd meet all of them in the combat ring at one point or another. She won almost all of those encounters though, except for this one mission. They were about to hit a Batarian pirate ring, very risky and very tense. She and this sniper had been at eachothers throats even though really they were both just edgy so she suggested theyboth settle it in the ring. She assumed she would knock him flat but it turned out they were the two top ranked hand-to-hand specialists on the ship. He had reach but she had flexibility and it was a hard fought draw, that turned out interestingly later.

    Her whole career was an up and down rollercoaster ride. Sometimes she was lauded for her impressive tactics and decisive victories and she would be promoted to the Kabalim, then she would take her squad, disobey orders, succeed anyway in a much better manner but the higher ups criticized her for the disobeidience and she was punished. This usually lead to her squad getting angry and rebellious on her behalf and the whole thing became a mess. There was one instance where she and Nihlus met for a cross squads high profile mission. They were both very happy to see eachother and inevitably with that much skill combined with the lack of authority, they went in together and basically seemed to complete the mission by themselves and they certainly had alot of fun doing it. After the other inevitable furious discharge from their squads they had a drink to catch up and from then on tried to remain in contact with renewed vigour, Arcturia especially feeling a strong pang of need to protect her little brother.

    After this mission Arcturia was spotted for Spectre status, her whole career portfolio lighting up as perfect Spectre material. She was monitered for a few single missions and then quickly offered a spot in the special forces, one which she accepted gladly and quickly, her trust and faith and loyalty to the Alliance being instantly forged.

    Spectre History (Classified)
    Arcturia immediately excelled at Spectre work and her missions became more and more taxing as the Council recognised that they could throw her into whatever god-awful situation and trust her to clear it up with the fewest avoidable casualties and the best outcome. She didnt resent this type of work, hell she loved it, she finally felt challenged and the other Spectres she met actually trusted and liked her. Which was a new experience. Saren in particular she found she got along with very well, though inevitably they disagreed on many things. But Saren was one of her special loyalty comrades, she trusted him and was therefore loyal to him through anything and they both enjoyed a long standing romantic relationship.

    It was for these reasons that she pushed Saren towards her little brother, knowing that her biased opinion would not hold much sway with the council, but a warhero like Saren would be able to get Nihlus the attention and training he needed. Happily for Arcturia, not only did Saren help her little brother, he mentored him himself and agreed heartily with her that Nihlus could become a fine Spectre and a great asset to the Council. It was only after Nihlus achieved Spectre status that Arcturia could in fact tell him she was a Spectre herself and explain her relationship with Saren, all of which made the small little family exceedingly happy. They all moved forward with determination and skill and they became renowned amongst Spectres.

    When Arcturia was captured by a Batarian and Vorcha highly trained infiltration squad designed to find weaknesses in the Council to exploit and attack, she was reluctantly leading a trapped Squad of Asari Soldiers out of some testing heavy fire. She essentially sacrificed herself for the sake of her Squad and was taken hostage on a silent blacked out crusier on the edge of Batarian Space as far away from Council controlled space as its possible to get. The Council abandoned her for dead and to be honest she didn't blame them, she was gone a whole two weeks before anyone even knew where she had been in the first place. But Saren and Nihlus didn't give up on her. She was tortured in captivity for five months and moved from place to place all over Merc territory before Nihlus picked up a tip of who was holding her and he and Saren went completely Dark, took a ship and warped off to find her. She was rescued just a week later, the pair of Spectres storming the ship and ripping it apart in their search.

    They returned to the Citadel a week after that, having kept Arcturia in a private medical station in order to have her healed and fit for the questioning she was bound to receive when she got back. After some intense interviews and tests and various methods to define the truth, it was assured that Arcturia had given away nothing to the Batarians and had in fact fed them false information that was probably going to get them captured. Her status was pretty solidified after that, along with her trust in Saren and Nihlus.

    Recently however, Saren has been incredibly distant, in fact she hasnt properly spoken with him for more than six months. It has only just started to concern her and she is using some free time to look for him, Nihlus on a somewhat routine monitering mission for a new potential Spectre, the first Human Spectre perhaps, and so not available to help her. Arcturia senses something, its itching at her mandibles and she cant quite get the feeling of doom out of her head.
     
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    Name: The Valkyrie (Saskia)

    Her Superhero Identity is secret, however she spends little time as a civilian anyway.

    Age: 52

    The Valkyrie
    Saskia has a strange set of powers at her disposal. You might take her fighting style as very average, though she is somewhat stronger than a normal human and quite a bit faster, its not enough to dodge bullets or do anything particularly incredible, though her combined skill and strength means she can often hold her own in a fight with stronger enemies. Saskia even looks fairly normal at first. However her main power is quite extraordinary. In her life as a Soldier she saw many of her men die under her command and she felt the bite of each loss even though they all trusted her and knew she had done what was right. Now, Saskia can recall the souls of these men loyal to her even in death. She heaves them up with an ethereal chain she drags from the ground, pulling her undead men from the earth baring swords and other archaic battle weapons so that they can then fight alongside one another or help her in any other way. With them fighting for her large black wings appear from the back of her head and these somehow gain her greater increases in speed and durability.

    These men are also not particularly different or special as soldiers except that they cannot die so they use this fact recklessly, sacrificing their manifestation at that moment to block blows or protect others. They also each have specialist knowledge in one area or another which can be used either by them or by throwing themselves on Saskia's sword and thereby possessing her body and giving her abilities she did not have previously. If all of her seven soldiers possess her body at once then the combined power of their souls grants Saskia a power on her own, a lightning and electricity conductivity and control that she uses to strike down her foes. She calls it Thor's Hammer and it is a rather devastating ability but it is a temporary ability, takes a long time to prepare and once done she falls unconscious immediately afterwards. In the Thor's hammer state her wings grow exponentially and she gains the ability to fly.

    History/Origin
    Saskia was the General of a Regiment in the Danic Country. She fought tooth and nail for respect ,despite her gender and sexual orientation, and her tenacity and Bravery eventually won her her own command. She built up an elite force of soldiers around her, each one an expert in their field, and became an incredible force of military power. A colossal war had broken out some years after she fully realised her potential and it was at a stalemate between the two powers. It was Saskia who turned the tide of battle in her Country's favour, but the price was horrendous as the war was so great it wiped out cities in its wake and raged for 15 years. Towards the end she lost many friends and all of her seven elite including her Lover, Legara and then later on her friend and comforter Wulf.

    However Wulf was one of the last to die to the war and it ceased thirteen years ago. Saskia survived, a fact she was never quite sure what to feel about, since she had lost almost everyone else. The friends who remained walked with her few the next few months as she came to realise she had become pregnant with Wulf's child. This seemed right to her and it gave her new purpose. She was very ready to throw down her sword and start a new challenge, bring something back from her years and years of destruction. Her friends loved her and were just as happy as she was, supporting her through the pregnancy with enthusiasm and excitement. However it was not to be.

    Saskia died in childbirth, her last thought 'No, not now, not after all this'.

    But that was not to be her end. The strange phenomena that had swept the world was sparked on the very day she died and Saskia's dead body was charged again with life in the morgue of the hospital and her friends wept over her newborn child. But Saskia remembered nothing from after the war, nor anything before she had become a soldier. All she could see was the fight and the bloodshed and the honour in battle and she left quietly, never seen again. When they discovered her body gone, most thought it was some disgusting trick or punishment from their enemies of the war now ended and won. Being unable to find the perpetrators or Saskia, they gave up to focus raising her child and Saskia discovered her powers and turned them towards the protection of civilian lives.

    The Chaotic Soldier
    Saskia is a warrior for justice and honour in general. However her motives have always been slightly erratic. Sometimes she might fight for a person under persecution, other times she might feel the strong deserve to succeed over the weak. Her mind is confused and so then are her actions. And always she is searching for something she does not understand. She misses something and it eats at her.

    For the People
    The Valkyrie is generally a fighter for the weak and abused and though mysterious and never really known, the populace seems to have adopted her into their favour.​
     
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    Five Hundred and Twenty Nine Years old
    Of the Species of Dragon

    Skyvalla is Aligned to no one

    Rider Garruk.

    The Orc came to the mountains some ten years prior and through fighting together in the wars of Skyvalla's Mountains the pair became closer and eventually a bond developed of trust and affection.

    Banished of Magic
    Skyvalla is incapable at channelling any magic. During her warring years she encountered a powerful Elven mage. She bested him in battle and was about to kill him when he released a powerful erratic burst of magic fueled with anger and fear. He effectively cut her off from magic for the rest of her life. However the elements Earth and Fire were 'sad' for the loss of their child. She would have become very powerful as she grew. So they do not wish to hurt her. This means for her that spells of fire and of earth try to avoid causing her harm, often spells go wrong around her and those that do hit her cause less damage than they would do normally.

    Queen of the Wild
    An ability that could be considered magical, one of the only powers she truly has other than breathing fire. All creatures seem to respect and obey her as some kind of leader or paragon of their species. They flock to her when she is near and defend her without question.
    History
    Skyvalla's egg was hidden deep in shadows of a great mountain range separating Nifora and Selvana. Her first few years of life were treacherous as the mountains were inhabited by huge savage beasts that were certainly larger than a hatchling like her. It took all her cunning to survive and she often was frozen and starved in the high reaches of the peaks, hiding from all her many predators. However this period of hardship paid off for her in the long run. She grew larger and larger, her skills of survival turning to skills in battle as she challenged the creatures that had once hunted her and rose to the top of their small ecosystem. She became somewhat of a Queen amongst the mountains, all animals deferring to her in all things. She was not cruel, she made many friends amongst the species she lived with and often went with an entourage of creatures whom followed her and learned from her and were safe under her protection.



    Eventually noted Humans and Orcs traversing her lands, either wandering through paths made long ago or venturing into the valley forests to hunt boar and buck to bring back home. She always watched them carefully, silently from the sidelines, ensuring they were not greedy nor disrespectful. Tales of Hunters whom had taken too much or carelessly left fires alight being brutally slaughtered for their crimes quickly reached the various settlements. A few took it as a mountain spirit, leaving offerings for Skyvalla and in fact giving her the name Skyvalla, meaning
    'Warden of the Heights'

    Others considered her some giant Wolf, more vicious and murderous than most, and went out into the mountains to find her and kill her. Of these groups, she always left one alive, there to tell the tale of death and blood from some silent and dark shape that never showed itself and slaughtered them brutally in the dark. Eventually however, a group of Orcs entered her domain with the intent not to kill her, but speak with her. Their homes had been constantly under threat from both marauding bands of dark thralls from Dinivia and bands of humans and elves who hated their race n principle. They came into the Mountains in droves, women and children alongside them, asking the Warden of the Heights for her blessing to settle in her mountains where they might finally be safe.

    Skyvalla had circled and studied their company for many nights, never showing herself and trying to discern their purpose. She heard their pleas, understanding their language from the other orcs whom had crossed her path, and she did indeed feel for the plight. Eventually, just as they began to give up hope, she appeared to them, walking up to their firelight tall and graceful and powerful to behold. All were in awe of her and most grateful when she approved of their settling, taking her as their Deity. In the years following Skyvalla became protective and fond of these peoples. They were respectful and simple in their ways and she enjoyed walking amongst them sometimes or hunting with them other times. Fifty years passed in relative peace but soon enough others discovered the settlement.

    At first the Orcs repelled anyone else who wished to flee from their own lands to the safety of the mountains, demanding they ask Skyvalla's permission first. However many of the elves and humans who entered the mountains believed Skyvalla to be a simple fairytale to scare others away from their safe haven. This being the case, the attempts of others to settle there became more and more forceful. Eventually it became a war. Skyvalla did not involve herself at first, thinking it was a dispute between a race she was not part of. But the sadistic bloodshed unlike any other race she had seen shocked her and eventually she was forced to intervene. The first battle she fought, the Orcs had been pushed right back against a sheer cliff and they thought all was lost. As a last effort their voices rang out with a prayer to their guardian deity, an action that struck up a bout of cruel laughter from their attackers. They were not laughing when Skyvalla leaped down from the peak above them and set half of them ablaze.

    In the months following Skyvalla became very acquainted with war. She shadowed the Orcish War Lord of her Mountains, a man named Grisc, old and grizzled from a lifetime of mercenary work who taught her many things. She involved the Mountain creatures in their war, knowing that it was their lives that they were fighting for as well. So whosoever entered the mountains now suddenly were set upon by wolves and bears and snowcats, Boar gored their soldiers and ate from their supplies at night. In the end after many gruelling and horrifying sieges and battles fought and won by Skyvalla's Orcs, the humans and elves ceased their hostilities. They had lost much in their pursuit of a new home and now the mountains were cut off from them entirely.

    Skyvalla stood as the victor but now the outside world worried and intrigued her. What if this was to happen again? In order to protect her home she decided she needed to venture out beyond her borders and understand the world as a whole.
     
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    "I walk a crooked road to get where I am going, And only when I’m looking back I see the straight and narrow"

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    //Theme: Sound the Bugle//
    "Sound the bugle now - play it just for me
    As the seasons change - remember how I used to be
    Now I can't go on - I can't even start
    I've got nothing left - just an empty heart
    I'm a soldier - wounded so I must give up the fight
    There's nothing more for me - lead me away...
    Or leave me lying here"


    - Name -
    - Aled MacNeill -

    Professor MacNeill - Used by his Students and Co-Workers in professional situations.
    Commander - Used by his comrades at the Auror office before he left, although they still call him that when he comes to visit.
    Old Bear - Another more affectionate nickname he picked up at the Auror office. It seems to have travelled to hogwarts as well somehow.
    Warlock MacNeill - A title he is often addressed by when visiting the Ministry, awarded to him for services rendered.
    Warlock Commander Aled 'Somerled' MacNeill, Order of Merlin First Class - Used either in hearings or when someone wants to make a sarcastic comment.

    - Age -
    54 years

    - Gender -
    Male
    - House and Year -
    - Gryffindor -
    Head of House || Professor

    - Teaches -
    Defense Against the Dark Arts

    - Species -
    Wizard

    - Blood Status -
    Half-blood

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    "What if I'm far from home?
    Oh, brother I will hear you call.
    What if I lose it all?
    Oh, sister I will help you out!
    Oh, if the sky comes falling down for you,
    There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do."


    - Personality -

    - Introspective//Solitary -

    Aled very rarely expresses his personal feelings on a subject, tending more towards self-sacrifice and 'baring the load'. With age he has recognised this as a failing in himself and is endeavouring to master it but he is still a more solitary person than most, preferring to do something on his own than bother others. He is thoughtful and considerate, taking alot of time to think an action through before doing it and when in a philosophical discussion, he often pauses for quite some time to gather his thoughts and express himself properly. He's the type to sit in on a heated debate, remaining very silent for a long while, until suddenly speaking up and expressing something very profound which tends to bring the conversation to a stop, not because of the profundity of his statement, but more that everyone is so surprised he spoke at all.

    - Tough//Dependable//Determined -

    Aled is a survivor. No matter how rocky his path becomes in life, nor how confusing or conflicted he becomes, he always continues on diligently and bull-headedly until the situation is resolved. You can trust Aled to his very core to get the job done, no matter what comes in his way. This quality has earned him quite a few nicknames in his life, but generally people appreciate his tenacity. These qualities apply to his physical characteristics as well, Aled surviving situations which would have had other men blown to pieces.

    - Chivalrous//Protective -

    Aled has quite an old world reaction to alot of things. His chivalry is comparable to true knightly conduct and his opinions tend towards protection and nurturing. This does mean he is slightly unconsciously sexist, generally considering it his duty to defend and protect women over men and treating them, not necessarily as weaker, but perhaps frailer and more precious. But overall his protective qualities extend to everyone, especially his students, and he takes it as his solemn duty to ensure they are all healthy, happy and prepared for the life ahead of them.

    - Empathetic//Pure Spirit -

    Aled has always been a very good reader of people. He can quickly pick up on the emotional stability of a person and through talking to them he can take whatever pain or joy or confusion they might be feeling and experience it himself. He is very open to other's opinions and experiences, mostly because he never has any ulterior motive or agenda, a 'pure heart' some might say. He just creates an atmosphere around him of comfort and ease. Aled is very easy to trust.

    - Tactical//Wise//Controlled -

    In the wars, both incarnations, Aled proved himself to have a tactical and forward-thinking mindset. He kept his cool under intense situations and always kept a handle on a situation, no matter how much was going on at once. He would plan for every eventuality, an ambush or a screw up or a discrepancy in information, he would have a counter measure. While at his Auror office he became somewhat of an unofficial mentor to the younger, newer Aurors coming into the precinct. He just naturally had a face to trust and he had a way of letting people tell him of their problems and get them to listen to his advice without infringing upon their self worth or masculinity. A very useful quality in a confidante.

    - Warm//Charismatic -

    When Aled was young he seemed like one of those people who had everything sorted in their life, it was a facade, but at that time it was a good one. People naturally gravitated towards him and throughout his university years he had a large friendship group. He was jolly and loud and added life and laughter to any situation. Older now, some of his charisma has made way for a slower, more gentle character, but he still enjoys laughing and drinking and making merry to abominable hours of the night. Nowadays he is more tactile and affectionate with his friends than loud or aggressively cheerful, enjoying warm and comfortable conversation to shouted lurid jokes while intoxicated.

    - Sensuous//Liberal//Flirtatious -

    Aled has always seemed the wise and mature counselor whilst at Hogwarts. He emits an aura of calm stability which people cling to and it makes him seem timeless and aloof. It also somehow makes him appear sexless. This is very far from the truth. In actuality Aled is a very sensuous Bisexual person and sex is something he has always treated as pleasurable, necessary and light. Romantically he is technically what one would call Polyamourous, perhaps a reason why married life never suited him, meaning that he loves widely and openly and isnt constrained to only feeling things for single individuals. He has on many occasions been in love with multiple people at one time. After divorcing his wife he really explored this part of himself, taking multiple lovers at one time or another although always ensuring everyone involved knew the situation. After his injury his promiscuity dropped to nothing, first because of his depressed state and then later because suddenly his body felt fragile to him. This feeling dissapated eventually but still he feels slightly cautious around the idea and has abstained ever since.

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    - Biography -

    ||Young Life: 1969 - 1989||

    "I've been worryin' that my time is a little unclear
    I've been worryin' that I'm losing the ones I hold dear
    I've been worryin' that we all, live our lives, in the confines of fear."


    Edward was born on the isle of Skye off the coast of Scotland. His family wasn't poor as most people believe scots crofters are, in fact they were quite well off in comparison, probably something to do with his mother's witchery. His parents had a very strong relationship, having survived both the revelation that his mother was a witch and that his father had been a Drag Queen in his youth. They had both met in Edinburgh but the young family fled the mainland before Voldemort caught them and Aled grew up quietly and happily amongst towering mountains and treacherous seas along with his younger sister, Moira. Skye became somewhat of a refuge for wizards and witches fleeing the war and Aled's parents risked much to house them and find places for them to lie low. Aled was very aware of these occurrences growing up and their bravery effected him in many ways. However throughout all this he still had to go to school. It became obvious to his parents and his pre-school that he had a good and inquisitive mind and he generally excelled in most things relating to learning. When his magic was discovered at a young age the move from home to Hogwarts was not a difficult one, challenges and new experiences coming easily to him and giving him greater goals to strive for. He was excessively thoughtful of others though, keeping his own problems completely to himself and dealing with them that way as well which eventually became a problem with most of the relationships he had later on in life.

    After graduating from Hogwarts with very high OWL scores, especially in Defense Against the Dark Arts, he very quickly decided he wanted a career in the Aurors, the war still raging and he wanting very desperately to be a part of it. However his parents were discouraging, considering it a waste of his mental capabilities as well as a path that might get him killed. So with this in mind he instead pursued a Muggle degree in Criminal psychology in the University of St Andrews, able to stay relatively unnoticed by possible death eaters and using his cover as a muggle student to help smuggle other less fortunate wizards and witches to Skye and a few times foiling or killing death eaters who came sniffing around. Before he left university however, the war ended and by the time he graduated many of his rescue-es had returned to thank him for his bravery.

    His university days had also lead him to the career path he wished to pursue. His undergraduate tutors recognising both his abilities as well as his wishes and very quickly recommending him a career in Police negotiation and, after some consideration and discussion with his family, he dedicated himself fully to this path, though admittedly in a more magical setting. He finished university in the year 1989 and entered a Auror Academy to continue his pursuit of his career, gaining deeper magical combat experience along with a sturdier mindset and an even more hardened exterior. He was very good at empathy, it was discovered, very good at watching a person and understanding their motives and actions. His tutors allowed him special opportunities to meet with experienced negotiators and be present at Auror interrogations of suspect criminals.


    ||Love and War: 1989 - 2004||

    "A warning to the people,
    The good and the evil,
    This is war.

    To the soldier, the civilian,
    The martyr, the victim,
    This is war."


    It was in Auror academy that he met his wife, Catelyn. She was a fiery and passionate person and basically swept him off his feet within months of them meeting. They laughed together and were excited together and generally their romance was pretty average as romances go, having its ups and downs and dramas but remaining steady and durable. She had an adventurous heart at that time and wanted to go to america and after that travel the world once they had finished their training, however Aled did not like the idea, prefering to settle and make a home for themselves somewhere close to his family. But he never properly expressed this, again putting his feelings aside for the sake of others. When they Graduated, both with merit, Aled said goodbye to his family before taking the flight to New York in 1992, his new wife having already bought a house for them in the city. Aled wasn't happy in the city, it was far too busy and loud for his taste. But again he never said anything and finally began his Career as a Auror negotiator for the American Branch of the Ministry of Magic. The district department was very glad to have him, having very few trained Auror's from the Ministry of Magic headquarters, and they eagerly gave him the job and put him to work.

    He didnt have a perfect record of success, no one did, but the large majorities of high risk situations he was put into ended well without many casualties and this was definately what Aled enjoyed doing. In 1995 suddenly his job became even more crucial. The second rise of lord voldemort came upon him and as a half-blood he was ever more in the crossfire than most. America was just as beseiged and Death Eater camps and attacks rose within days of the Dark Lord's return. Aled was one of the few Auror's ready for the siege, urging his superiors to make proper preparations while referring back to his experiences in the first war and thankfully he was listened too. Because of this the Aurors were somewhat prepared for the following years as one of the Dark Lord's closet servants took charge of the Death Eater ranks in America and lead them in an assault against the Ministry of Magic. Eventually in a heated and thick battle, Aled dueled him in an intense and lengthy battle and won with help from his comrades, although his wand was destroyed in the process. He took the man's wand and kept it safe but it would be years before he would make use of it.

    Aled and Catelyn had fought side by side in the war, excellent dueling partners and incredibly in sync with Catelyn as the aggressor and Aled providing extremely strong defensive spells. Once the war was over they settled back down together and finally started a family with all the joy and happiness a victory had brought them. They had a daughter, Rhona, and Aled doted on her like she was the sun and loved every minute of fatherhood. He was a good father, except for his continuous absence because of his job, which eventually put a strain on his marriage even though he was always there for Rhona when she needed him. Even after their connection in the war, gradually Catelyn and he began to drift apart, sometimes there were rows, sometimes there was silence, but mostly they just began to ignore each other. Once the battles were done, Aled was back into a life in a city and in a country that always ran too hot for him. He disliked everything about his life at that time, except his job and his daughter, and eventually Aled finally expressed it. He ranted about his hatred for their home and his misery at having been dragged halfway across the world from all his family and friends and how much he wrongfully blamed Catelyn for it.

    It was the end of their marriage. Catelyn was horribly bitter at having been lied too and pushed away for so many years and Aled was just tired of the whole facade. It was an amicable divorce in general and they determinedly tried to work out the best way for them to still raise Rhona together as a mother and father. It was well thought out and Aled and Catelyn had as much of an equal involvement in her life as possible. Nothing was perfect but they all moved forward together, the first thing they did being moving back to Scotland since Catelyn had lost a lot of love for America while living there as well. During his career, and his deeds in the war, Aled had made quite a name for himself as one of the most daring and successful and brave Auror Negotiators of his generation, many Auror's owing them their lives and reports from his superiors glowing with praise. Therefore it was easy as anything for him to get an Auror Job at the Ministry of Magic, Scotland branch, and he made many allies and friends there, his Scots accent quickly returning with renewed fervour.


    ||Veteran Years: 2004 - 2019||

    "It’s time to strap our boots on
    This is a perfect day to die
    Wipe the blood out of our eyes

    We are the ones who will never be broken
    With our final breath
    We’ll fight to the death
    We are soldiers, we are soldiers
    Woah woah woah whoa
    We are soldiers"


    Through his years at the Scottish branch he gained more renown and greater experience along with a few more scars to prove it. Since he lost his last wand he had never found one he particularly wished to continue with. He no longer needed a wand as a trusted companion, one to replace his first, that felt wrong to him. Now he wished for a wand to challenge him and a few months into his job he remembered he still had the wand of his enemy in the wars of america. It was a yew wand containing a dragon's heartstring, a very dangerous and volatile mix and one that only very strong willed individuals could control. But somehow Aled felt confident in his ability to command its power and so he had a go. The dragon heartstring seemed to very eagerly accept him as its new master at first, Aled having killed its previous owner, but at that first try it tested him violently, still feeling the influence of its dark hearted ex-master. Aled kept very cool throughout the initial contact and eventually claimed control over its raucous power. He made it his project to pull it back from the dark arts and he eventually succeeded some years down the line, the wand completely accepting his rule in the end. This was another fame point to his name among his colleagues, gaining the joking title of 'knight' MacNeill for having 'tamed the dragon'. He accepted the teasing genially and just continued working to bring down the last vestiges of Death Eaters and supporting his daughter, whom entered hogwarts in 2015.

    ||Wounded 2019||
    "Sound the bugle now - tell them I don't care
    There's not a road I know - that leads to anywhere
    Without a light I fear that I will stumble in the dark
    Lay right down - decide not to go on
    -
    I'm a soldier - wounded so I must give up the fight
    There's nothing more for me - lead me away...
    Or leave me lying here"

    15 years into his position in the head office of Scotland, Aled had been working for some months to infiltrate and route one of the last Death Eater safehouses in scotland. The final attack, that Aled had been planning for weeks, began on a still winter night. He knew he really didnt need to go in himself but he felt obligated to see it through until the end so he lead his own battle-hardened team into the lair. The battle was bloody and visceral but any casualties on Aled's side were quickly dealt with as per his instructions. However in the end, cruel irony meant his cleverness helped everyone but himself. He and some others got cornered by a particularly crazed and powerful witch and in the ensuing firefight Aled was hit multiple times by strange and warped spells while defending his comrades whom had bunkered down behind a rock formation. Aled and his team all made it out alive but the ferocity and chaotic nature of the spells crippled his leg and damaged his nervous system beyond repair and he had to be carried off the battlefield.

    After some months in hospital, Aled was released, however he continued to suffer a limp on his left leg along with sporadic seizure-type events that wracked him with uncontrollable pain up his arm and down his side. The shock of how much this effected him settled in some weeks later and he fell into quiet depression, so traumatised by his sudden weak, frail and useless state. He also suffered with some PTSD events from the attack which could have been manageable, however he never sought advice or treatment so it only continued to get worse. He hit a very low point in his life, retracting from his daughter and most of his family and not going outside for weeks at a time. Eventually his colleagues were so worried about him not turning up for work that they called his sister and she fully came to his rescue. She became the lifeline he needed to begin dealing with his situation. She forcefully came to see him everyday, pushed him to come and live with her again in the Hebrides, pushed him into therapy and generally took care of him whether he wanted it or not. She bought him a Dog, Leeda, a massive Irish Wolfhound trained in seizure prediction, so that he could prepare himself before the pain hit. Finally, after months of boisterous, Scots care and attention, he took her suggestion and began looking for a job once more.


    ||Professor Aled MacNeill: 2020-2023||

    "Then from on high - somewhere in the distance
    There's a voice that calls, "Remember who you are"
    If you lose yourself - your courage soon will follow

    So be strong tonight - remember who you are
    Yeah you're a soldier now - fighting in a battle
    To be free once more - yeah, that's worth fighting for"


    As the Aurors most closely related to Hogwarts, the scottish branch had alot of dealings with the school and he and Professor McGonagall had slowly gained a close trust and friendship with each other over his years on the force. Minerva particularly appreciated his fearless and open attitude to problems and generally hands off approach to the school, allowing her to choose the type of security she required rather than forcing draconian measures on her staff. So when his condition made him incapable of going on missions requiring legwork, he was given the choice between becoming the section head of Auror's in the region, or taking up a seat as Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at the school. His old colleagues were very eager for him to return, missing him terribly and finding themselves very concerned for him throughout his period of solitude. Even though Aled had great affection for his team-mates, being behind a desk sounded like a very special circle of hell for him and in any case he enjoyed teaching and interacting with young people. So he took the Professorship in 2020 and ever since has been happily engaging himself in teaching, finding the change of pace a great balm for his various issues and discovering an aptitude for teaching and mentoring young people that gives him great contentment. However he is a slightly unreliable tutor, often his skills in negotiation and tactical affairs are so needed and unmatched that Ministry's will request him from all around the world to come and consult with them on various potentially dangerous situations. Therefore supply teachers are often required for his absences, which can sometimes be exceedingly long.

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    - Relationships -
    "May you never lay your head down
    Without a hand to hold;
    May you never make your bed out in the cold.
    You're just like great strong brother of mine;
    You're just like a good close sister to me,
    And you know that I love you true.
    And you never talk dirty behind my back,
    And I know that there's those that do.
    Oh please won't you, please won't you
    Bear it in mind:
    Love is a lesson to learn in our time.
    Now please won't you, please won't you
    Bear it in mind for me."


    Adamina - Battleaxe - Mother
    His mother is now 97 years old and yet still going relatively strong. She keeps a very good check on her son and often insists he apparate to see her every week or at least come to stay with his daughter over the holidays. She was always a very important influence on his life, pushing him to stretch himself and being there for him whenever he was scared or overwhelmed. She was a steady rock of dependability in his life and as she draws close to the end of her own, Aled begins to feel that while he loves her, he no longer needs her here, he can stand on his own. She on the other hand, appears to have a different idea about things, especially since his father died.

    Garrett - Clown - Father
    Deceased. Always a much more lighthearted and flamboyant person than his mother, Aled's father was the one who indulged his son's odd interests and showed him a more eclectic lifestyle. He was always jolly and ready to laugh, however he was also never particularly emotionally available so when he died Aled found that he regretted not knowing him properly and not asking him more about himself.

    Moira - Dragon Tamer - Sister
    Aled and his sister always got along well, he being well past 8 by the time she was born and so becoming more of a protector than a competitor. Moira on the other hand, had absolutely no need of his assistance and was always a boisterous and tough person with the same determination and strength that Aled himself showed. She knew very quickly that she wanted to go into the research and preservation of Magical creatures, her interest in the natural world growing from the long walks she and Aled took around their island home. Their parents always had a close relationship with the MacFusty Clan and Moira married into the family, taking up the responsibility of managing the dragons native to the Hebridean isles as though it was her calling in life. During the second rise of Voldemort, Moira had to defend the dragons from Death Eaters who sought to enslave them for their cause and in the battles that ensued she lost her eldest son and her Husband was crippled beyond help. She forgave Aled for not being there to save them, but Aled never forgave himself.

    Catelyn - Shieldmaiden - Ex-Wife
    Aled's and Catelyn's relationship has been an up and down rollercoaster of an adventure and by now they are both very happy to remain friends. The years and years of history between them has gotten to such a level that it doesnt even matter to them anymore. All they both want to do is support their brilliant daughter through her life and always be there to catch her when she falls. This, they can both agree completely on.

    Rhona - Little Lion - Daughter
    Rhona had always been a constant source of both joy and worry throughout Aled's life. She went through her rebellious phase which was particularly violent and aggressive in its intensity. She revolted against the world she had grown up in and her father's absence and her mother's unpredictability and generally the family she was gifted with. She and her father lost touch a little after she entered Hogwarts but eventually, by her seventh year, the father and daughter had found eachother once more. Rhona suddenly found talking with her mother and getting advice from her completely impossible and liable to make her scream, however her father still seemed reliable and workable with. As a result, in the years before she left home, Rhona moved out of her mother's house and lived with Aled instead. A few years later she had moved out completely and started her career in magical healing.

    Caia Watkins - Ginger Fury - Friend for life
    Aled had known of Caia from her father. He had fought beside the man in many battles and worked quite a few cases with him and the one subject he couldnt get enoug of was his amazing daughter. Aled and he had related their fatherhood joys and terrors on many stakeouts or long nights at the office, it was both their favourite topic of conversation. Having heard so much about her Aled had been eager to meet her when he came to hogwarts. Caia had not disappointed. In her he had found a comradeship and friendship he hadnt thought to see in somewhere as peaceful as Hogwarts. She keeps his life lively and her determination and stubborn personality match his perfectly. They have become the closest of friends, thick as thieves and when allied a force to be reckoned with by anyone.

    Professor Balthazar Morgenstern - Drinking Buddy - Colleague
    Balthazar seems quite a youthful individual to be teaching at Hogwarts in Aled's opinion but he respects the man's enthusiasm for his subject and enjoys his genial company. They both find the other an amiable drinking partner and Balthazar sometimes asks Aled's advice upon various subjects.

    Professor Clementine Ashton Flamel - The Mystery - Colleague
    Aled is aware that there is a Potions master in the castle... however he only knows this because he read the register. The lady has been strangely elusive to him and he hasnt spoken two words to her for the whole month she has been in residence. Sometimes he will catch a glimpse of her in the corridors and her face with light a spark of recognition in his mind, however before he can confirm his suspicions she is fled from him and he and his gammy leg have no hope to keep up. For the moment he is respecting her apparent wish for privacy but he is quietly making inquiries as to why she might be avoiding him.

    Jack Edgar Sullivan - Trusted Ally - House Prefect
    Aled has had a good relationship with Sully from the very start of his years of teaching at Hogwarts, the lad being very vocal and enthused in all his lessons. In the beginning, his understanding and experience with troublesome wands made Aled an ideal mentor for the struggling student and his close tutorage helped greatly as Sully tried to gain control over his errant wand. After that their relationship grew in strength very quickly, they both being of like personalities and both enjoying each other’s company. Sully learnt more of Aled, his condition and his habits and Aled discovered more of Sully’s interests and did all that he could to encourage and support him through it. They already had a very open and trust based relationship with Sully helping Aled with whatever he could so this year the choice of Prefect for Gryffindor house was not difficult, Sully being the perfect candidate. Among other things, Sully is very good at aiding Aled through his mobility difficulties and knows when and what Aled needs help with at the time. Sully is also very well versed in Aled’s condition and knows how to prepare and deal with his seizures when they come on, a very useful trait and somewhat of a lifeline for Aled at times. With Sully’s expressed interest in Dragons, Aled has promised to take him up to the Hebrides with him in the holidays (parents permitting) so that the lad might see firsthand what dragon management is all about and gain experience to further his chosen career path. As a Prefect and Aled’s trusted student, Sully has keys to his office and permission to use them whenever he needs to and he often comes late at night after he has finished his patrol so that the pair can sit and chat about this and that or Aled can reminisce about his younger, more active days. He even gets along well with Leeda. All in all they have a firm and dependable relationship built on trust, respect and loyalty.

    Kiyoko Oshiro - Friend - Student
    Kiyoko and Aled met very early on in the year, before term started. Both of them arrived early for various reasons, Aled in particular merely setting up his room and dealing with the backlash from the change in scenery that generally put him in bed or in a more vulnerable state for a few days. He always wanted to be fit and ready to teach before term started. At first they met in the library, Aled curious to see a student here so soon and Kiyoko needing a tour around the school and a bit of help getting started on the new syllabus. In the two weeks their chats went from passing comments to Kiyoko coming up to his office for tea and pleasant conversation. Once the school term started the pair found they enjoyed their chats so much that they just simply continued them. They got to know and like eachother better, Aled eventually finding out that Kiyoko was both and animagus and daughter of the Japanese ambassador. Aled knew the Japanese Ambassador quite well, not personally, but the file on him was extensive and he had had quite a few dealings with the man in relation to visits of foreign dignitaries and policy discussions he had mediated or guarded. Throughout his career as an Auror he had met all the foreign ambassadors at least once, Takashi Oshiro much more than that and he did not like the man, not a bit. He was aggressive, a wife beater in everything but law and a bigot for everyone with a Muggle parentage. But that wasnt something he would take to Kiyoko, that wasnt fair, he was more worried about her and especially the fact that she was an Illegal Animagus, not for any criminal reason, but just simply because her parents were forcing her to do so. So after understanding that without her parents knowing she would gladly register, Aled has started careful and quiet investigation into how to let her register ithout her parents discovering, difficult given her father's high status, but to Aled's mind not impossible necessarily.

    Sethen Damon Lockett - Mentee - Student
    Aled recognised early on that Seth could use some personal support from him. Throughout their acquaintance Aled has become a manner of father figure for Seth, encouraging him in whatever way he can and making sure he is available for Seth to talk to when in need of cheering up. Leeda has also taken quite a shine to him, flomping down onto his feet whenever he is in one of Aled's lessons and keeping him company during the full moon.

    Alexandra Ashwood - Prodigy - Student
    Alexandra is quite a reticent person but throughout Aled's teaching of her they have grown gradually closer and he discovered her love for dueling and intention to become an Auror once leaving Hogwarts. With a view to both expanding her spellwork and ensuring that she doesnt exhaust herself by trying to learn more advanced magic alone, Aled gives Alexandra some private tuition tailored to Auror-work. Alexandra is a great listener and Aled often relates memories of great battles or secret infiltration to her with a focus on their tactics, planning and strategy. This summer he also has decided she is ready for hands on work and his contacts in the Auror office were more than happy to accept a holiday intern who was one of Aled's personal students. All in all Aled respects and enjoys Alexandra's enthusiasm and dedication to her aspirations and does all he can to further her ambitions in the ministry.

    Scorpious Malfoy - Previous Acquaintance - Student
    Scorpious and Aled have a strange history. Malfoy as a known deatheater sympathiser was under alot of surveillance for a very long time after the end of the war with Voldemort. At one point Aled was given some charge over their monitering and after a few very brief visits to the House Aled got quite annoyed at the ridiculous amount of manpower being wasted on essentially taking revenge. The Malfoys were now perfectly respectable people and actually seemed genuinely sorry for their involvement. Mister Malfoy had after all only been a child and he seemed to be admirably trying to protect his family from the bad influences of his father. After seeing this Aled returned to the Ministry in a blustering huff and berated administration and eventually higher level ministers to drop the surveillance on the Malfoy house. This earned him quite alot of trust from young Scorpious and Aled found the boy to be a very trustworthy and incredibly loyal person, loyalty being something he has always valued highly. Scorpious has some difficulty keeping interest in class but rather than seeing this as a problem or a frustration Aled takes it as a challenge, endeavouring to engage Scorpious in different and tailored ways as much as possible.

    Zoey Victoria Black - Mentee - Student
    As the captain of the Gryffindor Duelling team, Aled and Zoey have quite a bit of contact nowdays. He arrived during her third year, a confusing time for the girl, and Aled tried his best to support her through this troubling year. He became somewhat of a rolemodel for her, his word having more weight than her father's in her opinion.

    Melinda Geralds - Conflicted Relationship - Student
    Melinda and Aled have a very rocky acquaintance. Her generally patronisation and disregard for him due to his half blood status causes some bad blood between them and Aled worries for her adult life if she does not drop her bigotted point of view, having seen what such opinions can do to a person. He tries to persuade her against such prejudices in a calm manner but sometimes her words snap him back to a more dangerous and more painful time and he loses his temper.

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    - Patronus -

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    Polar bear's in native tribal history have been thought to have abilities to navigate along the earth’s magnetic lines. They are introspective and able to survive in barren landscapes. They have a great purity of spirit and purpose and a strength in the face of adversity. They are solitary animals and their capabilities in the water have been expanded to them being expert swimmers through emotional waters and finding their way back from the brink. They are creatures of defense and protection and have chivalrous hearts, but they are also associated with revenge. Polar bears are considered intelligent and fearless against all battles, though it also conserves its strength and knows when to fight and when to retreat.

    - Boggart -
    A horrifying visage of a witch with crazed eyes and blood caking her head and shoulders, her wand glowing green and her mouth emitting a horrendous screeching noise. She bares down on him, somehow taller than him.

    - Pet -

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    Aled has a giant Wolfhound named Leeda. She is both a firm and warm friend and also an important lifeline. She senses when Aled might be going to have a seizure or a spasm and informs him so that he can sit and stop doing whatever dangerous thing it is he might be attempting and wait for it to pass. Few people know this about Leeda, therefore they assume the reason he bring the massive dog everywhere with him is simply because he wants to, which to be honest is half of the truth.

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    - Wand -

    Aled's first wand
    Wand Wood: Cypress, 13 inches
    Wand Core: Pheonix Feather core.
    Flexibility: Sturdy with a fair amount of pliancy in the centre.

    He acquired it in the normal way, Olivander barely taking a single look at him before squirrelling back into the depths of his shop and bringing it out for Aled to take. It was a trustworthy and stalwart wand and throughout his school years and into his adult life he took great care of it. However it was destroyed beyond repair during the final battle of the Dark Lord's return in America.


    Cypress Wand Wood Lore
    Cypress is associated with valour. The great medieval wandmaker, Geriant Ollivander, wrote that he was always honoured to match a cypress wand, for he knew he was meeting a witch or wizard who would die a heroic death. Fortunately, in these less blood-thirsty times, the possessors of cypress wands are rarely called upon to lay down their lives, though doubtless many of them would do so if required. Wands of cypress find their soul mates among the brave, the bold and the self-sacrificing: those who are unafraid to confront the shadows in their own and others’ natures.

    Phoenix Feather Core Lore
    This is one of the rarest core types. Phoenix feathers are capable of the greatest range of magic, though they may take longer than either unicorn hair or dragon heartstring cores to reveal this. They how the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, a quality that many witches and wizards dislike. Phoenix feather wands are always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they are taken is one of the most independent and detached in the world. These wands are the hardest to tame and to personalise, and their allegiance is usually hard won.


    The wand he uses today
    Wand wood: Yew. 14 inches
    Wand core: Dragon Heartstring
    Wand flexibility: Springy

    He gained it from a duel with a death eater after killing him during the final battle.

    Yew Wand Wood Lore
    Yew wands are among the rarer kinds, and their ideal matches are likewise unusual, and occasionally notorious. The wand of yew is reputed to endow its possessor with the power of life and death, which might, of course, be said of all wands and yet yew retains a particularly dark and fearsome reputation in the spheres of duelling and all curses. However, it is untrue to say (as those unlearned in wandlore often do) that those who use yew wands are more likely to be attracted to the Dark Arts than another. The Witch or wizard best suited to a yew wand might equally prove a fierce protector of others.
    Wands hewn from these most long-lived trees have been found in the possession of heroes quite as often as of villains. Where wizards have been buried with wands of yew, the wand generally sprouts into a tree guarding the dead owner’s grave. What is certain is that the yew wand never chooses either a mediocre or a timid owner.

    Dragon Heartstring Core Lore
    As a rule, dragon heartstrings produce wands with the most power, capable of the most flamboyant spells. Dragon wands tend to learn quicker than other types. While they can change allegiance if won from their original master, they always bond strongly with the current owner.The dragon wand tends to be easiest to turn to the Dark Arts, though it will not incline that way of its own accord. It is also the most prone of the three cores to accidents, being somewhat temperamental. It also tends to be lethally hazardous if combined with Yew or Cherry wood.


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    - Other -
    Aled is very dedicated to his students, running all manner of catch-up sessions for those students struggling, or additional lessons for those students who need more of a challenge to continue being engaged. He is the Duelling Master for the school while also running a self-defense class specially for girls.

    If anyone wants to see Aled shirtless and sleeping next to his lil daughter Rhona they can here

    - Appearance -
    Aled stands Six foot four inches, thereby looming over most everyone else he comes across. He has broad shoulders and chest and in general his whole body is corded and thick with muscle. He has a pronounced limp on his left leg and often his wand arm seizes up with painful paroxysms. His hair is a light red, showing his true scottish blood, and usually mussy and short depending upon how much effort he feels he should put into his appearance day by day. He has a scruffy beard that can grow very long very quickly, so often one week he will have some simple stubble and then by the next week a full beard will have developed. His face is lined and creased with wrinkles of both concern and smiles and his skin is slightly freckled with quite a pale pigmentation. He has scars covering his body, varying from small burns and cuts on his face and hands, to enormous lacerations down his left leg and side that stretch up to his chest. His eyes are a light icy blue and are deepset into his brow, making him seem more miserable or angry than he actually is. His back is covered in black celtic knot patterns all the way from his broad shoulders down to the small of his back and his right arm also bares some decoration, a bear celtic knot circling his upper arm.

    RP Example
    “But you are sure he is returning to London? You are SURE Williams?”

    “No Madame, no one is sure of anything, I only know he has left Valencia and is travelling North as we speak.”

    There was a sharp crack of shattering glass as the Lady Carmen’s tightening hold caused webs of cracks to spread through her wine glass. She sighed heavily and set the glass down upon her side table, massaging her temple to try and soothe the angry and tight muscles in her brow. Of course the man would not be easy for once and actually tell anyone where he was going, he never did. He did want he wanted, the eternal and ultimate glutton. Damn him. Was it not enough that he had turned her ancestral home into a blood bath? No doubt a subtle slight to her pride. She was silent for a moment until her delicate hearing noted the anxious shuffling of her dutiful Servant. She looked up to the young man and sighed again. He was loyal for sure and clever in his own way, but he was to cautious, too frightened, too careful in every respect. He was not a bad informer but for things like this she really wished she had Adriano by her side, her ever trusted, ever faithful confidant.


    But he had no business by her side right now, and that was as it should be. He needed to tend to his own matters. No she would have to do without him. In the old days she would have done it herself but by now she had far too much influence and was far too well known to pass unnoticed these days.

    “That is all Williams, you have done your best, I can ask no more than that from you.”

    The young man bowed low and turned on his heel in relief, eager to be away from her aura of weariness and frustration. She needed to calm her thoughts, this had occupied her mind for too long. She rose from her carved wooden seat, her hands absently stroking the ornate lionhead arm rests as she swept from her private quarters at the top of her stone tower. Her covern’s abode was large and grand, gothic statues gazing down on them all from above while giant fires roared in the many rooms. The grounds were even more impressive, acres and acres of woodland populated by both deer and wolves. And in the darkest parts of her forest, werewolves lived in peace, individuals whom she had deemed worthy of her protection. She was proud of what she had built here, but there always seemed more to do.

    She lightly glided down her spiral staircase and into the main house, a whole room of red eyes darting to her form as soon as she appeared. Most bowed to her in reverent respect while a few greeted her with smiles and nods which she returned in kind. All her children loved her, she made sure of that, they all needed to know they could come to her, that she would protect and defend them above all else. It gave her a sense of purpose. Higgins appeared suddenly at her side, knowing that he would be wanted.

    “Your orders Madame?”

    He was finely dressed in butler garb, the head of all the footman as he was. So tidy and impeccable in every way, Carmen was lucky to have him.

    “Inform all the staff that we leave for London Sebastian. I wish to be gone by the day after tomorrow, if possible.”

    He bowed low to her and turned quickly on his heel to carry out her orders. She passed through the house, quickly dipping into the conversations of her charges to tell them of their imminent exodus. She knew they all couldn’t come, so she chose a few to accompany her. Some were trusted and long lasting friends, while others were new to their vampiric life and would benefit from seeing their London society. After this all was done she had a sudden thought. It took her a while to filter through her own emotions on the idea, was this a selfless exchange of useful information, or a selfish wish to have her loyal Servant at her side? Eventually she decided that whatever her own feelings on the subject, her reasons were valid enough and with that she swept out of the main doors and into the gardens. She came to a cherry tree orchard, their pink blossoms just losing their full bloom, petals littering her path. In one tree she found her quarry, a large black raven, impossible to see in the black of night for human eyes. But Carmen easily picked it out from the darkness and called it to her, cooing until it rested its knarled black feet on her arm.

    “Find Adriano and tell him this. We are leaving for London and we will meet many Nobles there, Nobles who will quite possibly know of the whereabouts of Adrán’s brother. Come to my house in town if you wish and we will see what we can do. End message, repeat?”

    The raven cawed and then, in an eerie likeness of Carmen’s own voice, repeated her message clearly and in full.

    “Good, now find Adriano, go!”

    The bird cawed again and took off, soaring up into the night sky and disappearing from view.
     
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    Carmen's Theme

    Tobacco Factory - Carlos Saura
    //You better leave Carmen alone
    Better not get in Carmen's way
    Carmen has a knife
    for anyone who gives her trouble//

    Habanera - Carlos Saura
    //Love is a gypsy's child,
    it has never, ever, known a law;
    love me not, then I love you;
    if I love you, you'd best beware!//

    Flamenco - Directed by Carlos Saura
    Danced and Sung for her pleasure
    And admiration


    Kill of the Night - Gin Wigmore
    //The danger is I'm dangerous
    And I might just tear you apart
    I'm gonna get you
    I wanna taste the way that you bleed
    You're my kill of the night//

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    Lady Carmen Martirio

    741 Years Old
    Royal Vampire

    Born in Autumn of the Year 1064

    Turned in the Winter of the Year 1100

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    Seven and Twenty Souls to her Name

    First Soul Contracted from His Eminence Ṣalāḥ ad-Dīn, Sultan of Egypt for aiding him in ridding his homeland of Richard the Lionheart, Soul Memories Retained.

    Second Soul won in battle from a Seraphim Angel fighting for the Templars. Soul Memories retained.

    Third, fourth and fifth Soul given freely by Lord Meneshe as his dying wish, Soul Memories retained.

    Sixth

    Seventh

    Eighth

    Ninth

    Tenth

    Eleventh

    Twelfth

    Thirteenth

    Fourteenth

    Fifteenth

    Sixteenth

    Seventeenth

    Eighteenth

    Nineteenth

    Twentieth

    Twenty-first

    Twenty-fourth

    Twenty-fifth

    Twenty-Sixth

    Twenty-Seventh

    Contract-less at the Given Time

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    Succubus
    Carmen has always been a woman of grace, seduction and flirtation. She has always used her body and her diplomatic personality to overcome many obstacles and whether she has done it willingly or no it has always been a part of her life. Therefore upon becoming one of the Elite Vampires, Carmen has gained a certain enhanced latent ability to seduce and persuade. It is unlike to the normal Vampiric miasma that tricks the mind and takes unwitting individuals into a Vampire's thrall. Carmen just simply makes everyone around her fall in love with her, hopelessly infatuate them with her and through this she gains energy and power. Whether it be dancing with someone, kissing someone, making love or simply making conversation, the love of others for her enhances her own strengths and powers. This power also gives her insights into others, sensing their emotions and perceiving their state of mind at that time.


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    Sire
    Meneshe Avraham, 1078 year old Vampire Elite, Refused a seat upon the Royal Council

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    Personality
    Gentle//Considerate//Compassionate

    Strong//Merciless//Ruthless

    Passionate//Artistic//Teasing

    Confident//Tactical//Commanding

    Controlled//Calm//Elegant

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    History
    Carmen lived as a dancer and a Courtesan of the City Valencia, dancing in the day and then entertaining gentlemen who came to her quarters at night. She practiced an ancient form of flamenco dancing in Valencia and rose quite high in fame for her dancing. She even danced for El Cid, the legendary Military Commander and lord of Valencia until he died in 1099. For a while after she danced in the failing city, sad for the loss of its beauty.

    She attracted the attention of a very old wandering Vampire named Meneshe who had come from jeruselum after the first Crusaders landed. Many Vampires fled from jeruselum at that time since holy men are trained in the identification and destruction of vampires. He was very tired and downhearted, a vampire old beyond reconning and just as wise. He saw Carmen's youthful beauty closeted in the dark and crumbling Velencia and he was saddened to see it. He offered her two choices. Either he could smuggle her away from the city and find her a husband of noble birth and character so that she might live in luxury the rest of her life, or he could change her and she might follow him to venice and dance and be beautiful freely and for forever.

    She was conflicted for some time but eventually the thought of being bound to a man for the rest of her life seemed a thankless existence and she chose to follow him. Their relationship grew and Meneshe took on a paternal love of Carmen, protecting and nurturing her in vampire society while Carmen was as dedicated and loving a daughter as any.

    They traveled away from Valencia before the city was taken and journeyed to Venice where there was a florishing vampire society of Nobles and royalty. Carmen's dancing was much loved among the Vampire courts and she rose in esteem not only for her maturity and cunning but also for the calm way she handled feeding. While they remained there Carmen noticed Meneshe being bagered to accept a position in Royalty but he maintained a refusal which Carmen was greatful for. Royals were never at liberty and Carmen enjoyed journeying with Meneshe.

    In the year 1110 news was heard of the Crusader's attack upon Beirut and even though he did not wish for responsibility, Meneshe decided to return to Jeruselum and try to aid the muslim rebellion against the Crusaders. Carmen insisted upon joining him and a large number of other Vampires agreed to come but it took some time to organise and only in the year 1125 did they set out. They arrived and began the fight against the English but a new and dangerous enemy awaited them for the crusaders contracted angels to their soldiers. These soldiers were called Templars and although they had no significant destructive power they did not die and did not feel pain because of the protection of their angels.

    A while after Meneshe and Carmen joined the fight Carmen became contracted to a fearless and passionate Arab Prince named Ṣalāḥ ad-Dīn who charged her to aid him until Richard the Lionheart was driven from Ṣalāḥ ad-Dīn's homeland. Carmen respected and trusted Salah from the first and through their long relationship she came to love him though this was a great pain for her whom had to take his soul.

    The three, Meneshe, Carmen and Ṣalāḥ ad-Dīn, spent long years trying to repel the Crusaders and Templars and Carmen's prowess in battle rose to great heights. However in the year 1180 Meneshe was killed while battling against a large number of Templar knights although the battle overall was won. Carmen lost heart for the fight after that but could not cease since her contract bound her to continue.

    The angel Marcus, whom had been the death of Meneshe, had taken his soul and became a Seraphim. He came to Carmen and begged her forgiveness for he was repulsed at having caused a living thing such anguish. She did not forgive at first but the Seraphim would not leave and Carmen found herself warming to his company. Not being one to dwell on the past at that time, she forgave Marcus and they became good friends. With his help Ṣalāḥ ad-Dīn's wish was fullfilled and he became sultan of Egypt until Richard the Lionheart left Jeruselum.

    Carmen chose to keep Ṣalāḥ ad-Dīn's memories once she became a Whole Vampire and, with Marcus, began a journey to England to observe the monsters whom had caused so much bloodshed. She stopped off in Venice for a time and was comforted by the Nobles there whom had known Meneshe. While there she gained another contract which turned out to be a very simple task and another. Very soon she was known for her ability and she was sought out by Humans for help with their various problems.

    She managed to escape from Venice when she had gained another seven souls but again got sidetracked by wanting to visit her homeland of Spain. She arrived there by 1470 and stayed there, learning the new Flamenco dance and entertaining herself with simple pleasures that she had forgotten. Marcus left for England in the middle of this and Carmen promised to follow, which she did, eventually. During her time in Spain she gained 23 souls, putting her way over the requirements for a place in the Royal Covern and when she once again set off for England it was 1587 making her 510 years old.

    She came to England, was reunited with Marcus and was asked to accept a seat in the Royal Covern which, after some deliberation, she did. Since then she has been devoting her strength and abundant time to managing her Covern in the English countryside near the Lake district.

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    Strengths and Weaknesses: (Your practical and skillful strengths or weaknesses, please include both strengths and weaknesses)

    Relationships

    Meneshe Avarham (deceased)

    Marcus Sharpe (AWOL)

    Gabriel Sharpe

    Sophia Brandon

    Other: (Anything else you feel you should tell us about your character)

    Appearance: (If you feel the banner isnt enough, give us some other pictures or a description down here)​
     
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    Brothers - Lord Huron
    //How long have I known you, brother
    Hundreds of lives, thousands of years
    How many miles have we wandered
    Under the sky, chasing our fear

    Some kind of trouble is coming
    Don't know when, don't know what
    I will stand by you, brother
    'Til the daylight comes or I'm dead and gone//

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    Mister Gabriel Sharpe

    Seven Hundred and Three Years Old

    Born in the Year 1100

    Turned in the Year 1152

    Seraphim

    Three and Ten Souls to his Name

    First

    Second

    Third

    Fourth

    Fifth

    Sixth

    Seventh

    Eighth

    Ninth

    Tenth

    Eleventh

    Twelfth

    Thirteenth

    Elite Ability: (Once a soul is gained some Elites acquire specific abilities at random, power and influence varying widely but never being too dramatic, describe the ability here if you have one and give it a name)

    Contract Status: Contractless

    Sired by an Unknown Entity

    Personality: (Describe your characters traits, at least four please.)

    History: (Like I said the older you are the more history I expect and I would quite like basic historical accuracy )

    Strengths and Weaknesses: (Your practical and skillful strengths or weaknesses, please include both strengths and weaknesses)

    Relationships: (Describe your feelings and connections with NPC family members and friends and perhaps other player characters, I encourage people to start off knowing at least one of the other players. Talk to eachother!)

    Other: (Anything else you feel you should tell us about your character)

    Appearance: (If you feel the banner isnt enough, give us some other pictures or a description down here)​
     
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    Character Theme

    You Can't Take Me, I'm Free
    //Why did it all go wrong?
    I wanna know what's going on
    And what's this holding me?
    I'm not where I'm supposed to be
    I gotta fight another fight
    I gotta fight with all my might
    I'm getting out, so check it out
    you're in my way
    Yeah, you better watch out//


    Kill of the Night - Gin Wigmore
    //The danger is I'm dangerous
    And I might just tear you apart
    I'm gonna get you
    I wanna taste the way that you bleed
    You're my kill of the night//

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    Name - Ruin Grey

    Age - 76

    Race - Half Dragon, Human

    Allegiance - Technically Erthantis

    Class - Warrior

    Profession - Scouting Ranger, Hunter

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    Appearance

    Ruin's whole build is lean and wirey, short by most standards. Her skin is covered in tiny bronze scales that shimmer a blood red in light and can cast quite a dazzling display. Her horns are small along with her fangs but they both make her appearance suitably alien and frightening to look upon for most men. Her wings are thin with a parchment-like texture and the bones are brittle and light. Her tail is thin but very long and prehensile with a powerful grip. Her spine has small spikes running from the base of her neck to the small of her back. Her feet are raised somewhat like a dog's but larger, wider and with more strength behind them. Her eyes are an odd shimmering grey colour mostly, but they actually change depending upon the weather and her temperment.

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    Personality

    Legendary Temper// Bloodthirsty//Violent
    Ruin likes to fight, she likes to hurt people and she really isnt ashamed of it. Its not really sadism, she just enjoys violence as a way to let off steam and let a person know what she thinks of them. Her fighting is dirty and brutal, she bites and claws and tears and she does it without much concern for her own safety. Its a terrifying sight really, when your blood is dripping down her mouth and her eyes are swirling red in eagerness to hurt you and bring you down like some prey animal, most run.

    Unpredictable//Distrusting//Antisocial
    When you first meet Ruin, she wont like you, thats just the way of things. You will be an existence she mildly tolerates and nothing more. She likes drinking but only with friends and she does laugh but very few people alive would probably know that. Ruin assumes you are going to betray her and if you eventually persuade her you arent out to get her then, well, you're in! If Ruin ever feels she can trust a person then thats that, but she just doesnt trust people. She wont show much of what she's thinking, its not like she will piss off everyone she meets as soon as she meets them, but any kind or good or nice word she gives you will be a flat lie or a test or a way for her to by time.
    Hard//Tough//Stalwart
    Ruin doesnt do backing down or giving up. She deals with the problem at hand and while she may grumble and mutter about the situation she'll do it while taking out the problem with a heavy kick to its face or one precise dagger throw to its nether regions. She'll endure anything you can think of and more. Beat her, shoot her, throw her off a cliff, but you'll never break her. She probably holds the record for longest resistance against torture without dying or giving up and she plans to beat it if she's ever stupid enough to get captured a second time.

    Loyal//Determined//Trustworthy
    If Ruin gives you her trust and friendship then you can expect her to deliver. The problem is knowing when she has because its often hard to tell with her. She might be patting your back and suggesting names for your children one minute, then throwing into a dungeon and collecting your ransom fee the next. The best way to know she's got your back is if you have hers. Still, even like this, it doesnt mean she'll treat you tenderly or gently. Say someone had you at knife point and was screaming something about slicing your throat if she doesnt put her weapons down. She'd most likely stab you herself somewhere mildly non-lethal, use the surprise factor to savage your captor and then slap on some healing poultice and drag you back to base. To be honest it takes alot to be Ruin's friend, but at least you know you wont die.

    Harsh//Unyielding//Heartless
    Ruin doesnt care about your children, your wife, your husband, your parents. Arcturia has no qualms with harming innocent people if there is no way around it. This doesnt mean she wont try and find another way, she isnt cruel or excessively callous and its in her best interests to leave a place with more friends and allies than when she came. But if she has an agenda she intends to fulfill it in the best way for her at the end of the day. She's not a renegade, she's not a Paragon, she is just the essence of practicality.

    Unwilling Leader//Strategic//Inspiring
    Ruin wouldnt like to admit it but she's good at being a captain. She's done it before and she's probably going to have to do it again but that doesnt mean she'll like it. As a Leader she cant help but take all her soldiers under her wing (literally) and think of them as entirely her responsibility. She might be ok with sacrificing some buildings, civilians or unknown military but she finds it very hard to sacrifice a man put under her command. If she does that, it means she did something wrong, she was in control and she screwed up and it would be her fault if any of them didnt come back to their families afterwards. She deals with this heavy guilt fine, but that doesnt mean she likes it and it doesnt mean she'll seek it out. Still, her dedication to the men and women beneath her means ironically that she can quite easily make soldiers ready to die for her, ready to charge into battle guns blazing and ready to follow any order she gives even if it probably means death for them.

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    Biography
    Ruin's mother was a Ranger from the tribe in the north, named Leeta, a fine hunter and a survivor, niece to the head of the House. Ruin’s father was the ancient, vibrant red dragon, Methuzar, who could transform himself into a human for periods of time. He possessed an oddly gentle and inquisitive temperament for a dragon and he enjoyed posing as a travelling minstrel in order to study these humans whom had invaded his lands. Still, he was noble and grand and old by any human or even dragon standards. The pair met whilst Ruin's mother was on one of her scouting trips, a far more dangerous activity than most would think. He spent some time with her out in the wild and Ruin’s mother swiftly discovered he was a dragon. This caused a temporary lack of trust between them but gradually they worked past it and eventually they fell in love and had two children at first, Ruin and her elder brother Ruukan, then eventually some many years later a third child, Legara. Their relation was not much of a secret, having a dragon as your lover was a fine deterrent to violence. In fact her family seemed bemusedly pleased with the union, especially when it produced children.

    It was a surprise even for the Leeta and Methuzar, they hadnt even considered children a possibility. But Ruukan arrived and then Ruin followed soon after and they found happiness in parenthood together with Legara's arrival many years later. They raised their children as best they could, Leeta training them in survival and Methuzar in the art of War. However Methuzar would often leave them to go about his wanderings, not being a static being and needing change and travel. Also he worried for the mountains in the north, his instincts told him he should keep a watch over that area and ensure nothing awful got out, Dragons being one of few who can somewhat resist the aura of madness that cloaks the mountains to the north. Leeta didnt seem to mind his absences and neither did their children, finding joy when their father was around and peace when he wasnt. They grew up strong and wild under the protection of their father until first Ruukan and then Ruin found their wanderlust and could no longer remain in one place. Ruin and her brother went separate ways, being of different dispositions. Ruukan chose to travel around the world with his father while Ruin stayed with her mother, learning to survive in the wild and gaining knowledge of healing from her amongst many other things. Legara was still young at that time and so stayed close to her Sister and Mother. However they all still met often and Ruukan has always been very protective of his sisters.

    But Ruin's life changed dramatically very suddenly. Whilst being children they had been surprisingly inconspicuous, The Tribe in the north did not make a point of telling all and sundry that one of their ladies had the bastard children of a dragon. But now, as adults, there was no keeping their existence a secret. For a while just their heritage made them too frightening to confront and they were left alone by the Empresses's men. However gradually as they became more and more renowned their existence began to interest a Darkling Elf publically know as the Ironclaw, a Leader of the evil Erthantis followers of that time. He had much sway with the country laws of that time and they were officially declared outlaws and a substantial bounty placed upon their heads for crimes they had not committed. Ruin, Legara and her mother lost contact with their family and were forced to flee across the sea to the Frozen Isles. They spent some months there in solitude, covertly ignored by their relatives there as they rebuilt a home for themselves. But finally they were discovered by Ironclaw Hunter. Leeta was killed as soon as she was found, brutall and callously. Legara and Ruin were dragged screaming away back to the capitol in solid chains. Ruin was taken to the Dungeons of Ironclaw and spent long torturous months there, beaten, bloodied and broken in his cruel underworld. She truly learned to hate in those dungeons, where once she was a hearty and joyful person full of hope, now she was all pain and anger and hopelessness. But she still survived and they did not break her.

    Ruin would have rotted in those dungeons or died there if not for her highly skilled tracking abilities, war acumen and terrifying combat skills. Ironclaw reluctantly saw how useful she would be in his dark plans and cunningly imprisoned Legara in the most fortified and secreted cage imaginable, right under the Capitol Kathar. Ruin was warned that, if she were to disobey the Ironclaw, or her father were to do anything that might harmfully affect his power, Legara would be tortured and eventually brutally killed in the most painful way imaginable. And Ruin certainly understood what that could mean. She was told that she could move about as she liked so long as no one told her otherwise, Ironclaw taking some perverse pleasure in owning such a rare and impressive trophy and he liking to show her off to his people. At that time Ruin had wanted to bite and lacerate and fight back like a wild animal but she had self control and she understood what this was. She was loyal most to her family and nothing came above them, she had already lost her mother, so she acquiesced.

    For a long while her body moved seemingly without her mind's presence and she fought and killed for her dark masters as though brain dead. However her mind was not one of placid weakness, she was a dragon, she rebelled against containment and confinement. So she began testing her chains, failing some characteristic of a mission for risk of punishment, sometimes bringing back some other head to prove her kill rather than the target she had been assigned. After some forty five years The Ironclaw disappeared and her chain was handed to one High Priest Fingar, a much less cunning man though still a force to be reckoned with. He was not as tenacious in her captivity either, thinking her just a beaten and broken servant and so overlooking more and more of her minor and small transgressions. She even at one point managed to see her sister again, though that was a short lived and heartbreaking meeting. Legara was a dragon too, captivity was tearing at her soul, imprisoned since the age of sixteen. And so Ruin continues carrying out the awful tasks given to her with a grim determination to survive and to find a way to free her little Sister from her hell.

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    Weapon of Choice

    She has a pair of tough serrated blades. They are forged in her father's dragon fire so they are abnormally durable and can slice through magical barriers and other magical forces.

    Her entire body is littered with knives of differing shapes and sizes.

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    Powers & Abilities
    The Wind's Daughter
    Ruin can hear the words of the wind, from wherever it blows she can be told of what it passes and can decipher the lay of the land and any danger that she might encounter upon the way.

    Dragon Senses
    Her dragon hearing is exceptional, powerful as well as exact. He can pick out a single voice in a crowd and identify a person by the sound of their heartbeat. However her human mind can often not cope with the intensity of this level of hearing and it can be a curse as loud noises often distract her and at worst cause her to become paralyzed for a few moments. Her eyes are like eagles, picking out a solitary figure on a distant horizon. She can also tell if someone is lying unless they are particularly skilled at it, noting tiny changes in their facial expressions and calculating telling ticks in their body language.

    Dragon Body
    Her reflexes are astounding, unparalleled, able to react to something before it even fully occurs in an almost premonition-like manner. She is also fast and strong with her strikes, using continuous, unrelenting circles and spirals of her two small swords to batter her enemies into submission, or lightning fast strikes to vital areas to give a clean kill.Her dragon legs give her great sprinting speed and good jumping ability. Although she cannot fly, beating her wings allows her to fall down any high drops without hurting herself and she can glide a bit.

    Herbalist in Training
    Other than her combative powers she is also an adept healer, being knowledgeable of almost every medicinal or poisonous plant or creature in an area unless she has never been there, and there are very few places she has never been. She can also often detect what is wrong with a person just by using her delicate hearing and detailed sight.

    Mind of Steel
    Lastly her dragon blood also grants her immunity to illusionary magics of the mind. She can see through all deceptions created by magic and cannot be hypnotized or incapacitated in any way using mental magic. Physical magic is also slightly less effective against her.

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    Relationships

    Mother Leeta - Deceased

    Father Methuzar - Whereabouts Unknown

    Elder Brother Ruukan - Whereabouts Unknown

    Younger Sister Legara - Imprisoned

    Other:

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    Name: Legara Fife

    Age: 376

    Race: Human Necromancer

    Allegiance: To herself

    Class: Mage

    Profession: Necromancer

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    Name: Saskia

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    Name: Aled MacNeill

    Age: 23

    Gender: Male

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    Studying: Criminal Psychology

    Species: Wizard

    Blood Status: Half-blood

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    Personality

    Introspective//Solitary

    Aled very rarely expresses his personal feelings on a subject, tending more towards self-sacrifice and 'baring the load'. At this young age he's still not as dramatic or loud naturally as young adults like himself normally are. He is thoughtful and considerate, taking alot of time to think an action through before doing it and when in a philosophical discussion, he often pauses for quite some time to gather his thoughts and express himself properly. He's the type to sit in on a heated debate, remaining very silent for a long while, until suddenly speaking up and expressing something very profound which tends to bring the conversation to a stop, not because of the profundity of his statement, but more that everyone is so surprised he spoke at all.

    Tough//Dependable//Determined

    Aled is a survivor. No matter how rocky his path becomes in life, nor how confusing or conflicted he becomes, he always continues on diligently and bull-headedly until the situation is resolved. You can trust Aled to his very core to get the job done, no matter what comes in his way. These qualities apply to his physical characteristics as well, Aled surviving situations which would have had other men blown to pieces. Aled as a student will get an assignment, choose a day to do it and not do anything else for that entire day.

    Chivalrous//Protective

    Aled has quite an old world reaction to alot of things. His chivalry is comparable to true knightly conduct and his opinions tend towards protection and nurturing. This does mean he is slightly unconsciously sexist, generally considering it his duty to defend and protect women over men and treating them, not necessarily as weaker, but perhaps frailer and more precious. But overall his protective qualities extend to everyone.

    Empathetic//Pure Spirit

    Aled has always been a very good reader of people. He can quickly pick up on the emotional stability of a person and through talking to them he can take whatever pain or joy or confusion they might be feeling and experience it himself. He is very open to other's opinions and experiences, mostly because he never has any ulterior motive or agenda, a 'pure heart' some might say. He just creates an atmosphere around him of comfort and ease. Aled is very easy to trust.

    Tactical//Controlled

    As a smuggler Aled is very cautious and all of his contacts know if someone needs to be safely gotten out of a bad situation, Aled is the one to do it. He would plan for every eventuality, an ambush or a screw up or a discrepancy in information, he would have a counter measure. When talking to contacts or scared individuals he can usually get much more out of them than anyone. He just naturally has a face to trust and he has a way of letting people tell him of their problems and get them to listen to his advice without infringing upon their self worth or masculinity. A very useful quality in a confidante.

    Warm//Charismatic

    Aled seems like one of those people who have everything sorted in their life, it was a facade, but at that time it was a good one. People naturally gravitated towards him and throughout his university years he had a large friendship group. He was jolly and loud and added life and laughter to any situation. Older now, some of his charisma has made way for a slower, more gentle character, but he still enjoys laughing and drinking and making merry to abominable hours of the night. Nowadays he is more tactile and affectionate with his friends than loud or aggressively cheerful, enjoying warm and comfortable conversation to shouted lurid jokes while intoxicated.

    Sensuous//Liberal//Flirtatious

    Aled has always seemed the wise and mature counselor whilst at Hogwarts. He emits an aura of calm stability which people cling to and it makes him seem timeless and aloof. It also somehow makes him appear sexless. This is very far from the truth. In actuality Aled is a very sensuous Bisexual person and sex is something he has always treated as pleasurable, necessary and light. Romantically he is technically what one would call Polyamourous, perhaps a reason why married life never suited him, meaning that he loves widely and openly and isnt constrained to only feeling things for single individuals. He has on many occasions been in love with multiple people at one time. After divorcing his wife he really explored this part of himself, taking multiple lovers at one time or another although always ensuring everyone involved knew the situation. After his injury his promiscuity dropped to nothing, first because of his depressed state and then later because suddenly his body felt fragile to him. This feeling dissapated eventually but still he feels slightly cautious around the idea and has abstained ever since.

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    Biography

    ||Young Life: 1967 - 1990||

    Edward was born on the isle of Skye off the coast of Scotland. His family wasn't poor as most people believe scots crofters are, in fact they were quite well off in comparison, probably something to do with his mother's witchery. His parents had a very strong relationship, having survived both the revelation that his mother was a witch and that his father had been a Drag Queen in his youth. They had both met in Edinburgh but the young family fled the mainland before Voldemort caught them and Aled grew up quietly and happily amongst towering mountains and treacherous seas along with his younger sister, Moira. Skye became somewhat of a refuge for wizards and witches fleeing the war and Aled's parents risked much to house them and find places for them to lie low. Aled was very aware of these occurrences growing up and their bravery effected him in many ways. However throughout all this he still had to go to school. It became obvious to his parents and his pre-school that he had a good and inquisitive mind and he generally excelled in most things relating to learning. When his magic was discovered at a young age the move from home to Hogwarts was not a difficult one, challenges and new experiences coming easily to him and giving him greater goals to strive for. He was excessively thoughtful of others though, keeping his own problems completely to himself and dealing with them that way as well which eventually became a problem with most of the relationships he had later on in life.

    After graduating from Hogwarts with very high OWL scores, especially in Defense Against the Dark Arts, he very quickly decided he wanted a career in the Aurors, the war still raging and he wanting very desperately to be a part of it. However his parents were discouraging, considering it a waste of his mental capabilities as well as a path that might get him killed. So with this in mind he instead pursued a Muggle degree in Criminal psychology in the University of St Andrews, able to stay relatively unnoticed by possible death eaters and using his cover as a muggle student to help smuggle other less fortunate wizards and witches to Skye and a few times foiling or killing death eaters who came sniffing around. Before he left university however, the war ended and by the time he graduated many of his rescue-es had returned to thank him for his bravery.

    His university days had also lead him to the career path he wished to pursue. His undergraduate tutors recognising both his abilities as well as his wishes and very quickly recommending him a career in Police negotiation and, after some consideration and discussion with his family, he dedicated himself fully to this path, though admittedly in a more magical setting. He finished university in the year 1989 and entered a Auror Academy to continue his pursuit of his career, gaining deeper magical combat experience along with a sturdier mindset and an even more hardened exterior. He was very good at empathy, it was discovered, very good at watching a person and understanding their motives and actions. His tutors allowed him special opportunities to meet with experienced negotiators and be present at Auror interrogations of suspect criminals.


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    Relationships


    Adamina, Mother: His mother is now 97 years old and yet still going relatively strong. She keeps a very good check on her son and often insists he apparate to see her every week or at least come to stay with his daughter over the holidays. She was always a very important influence on his life, pushing him to stretch himself and being there for him whenever he was scared or overwhelmed. She was a steady rock of dependability in his life and as she draws close to the end of her own, Aled begins to feel that while he loves her, he no longer needs her here, he can stand on his own. She on the other hand, appears to have a different idea about things, especially since his father died.



    Garrett, Father: Deceased. Always a much more lighthearted and flamboyant person than his mother, Aled's father was the one who indulged his son's odd interests and showed him a more eclectic lifestyle. He was always jolly and ready to laugh, however he was also never particularly emotionally available so when he died Aled found that he regretted not knowing him properly and not asking him more about himself.



    Moira, Sister: Aled and his sister always got along well, he being well past 8 by the time she was born and so becoming more of a protector than a competitor. Moira on the other hand, had absolutely no need of his assistance and was always a boisterous and tough person with the same determination and strength that Aled himself showed. She knew very quickly that she wanted to go into the research and preservation of Magical creatures, her interest in the natural world growing from the long walks she and Aled took around their island home. Their parents always had a close relationship with the MacFusty Clan and Moira married into the family, taking up the responsibility of managing the dragons native to the Hebridean isles as though it was her calling in life. During the second rise of Voldemort, Moira had to defend the dragons from Death Eaters who sought to enslave them for their cause and in the battles that ensued she lost her eldest son and her Husband was crippled beyond help. She forgave Aled for not being there to save them, but Aled never forgave himself.

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    Patronus
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    Polar bear's in native tribal history have been thought to have abilities to navigate along the earth’s magnetic lines. They are introspective and able to survive in barren landscapes. They have a great purity of spirit and purpose and a strength in the face of adversity. They are solitary animals and their capabilities in the water have been expanded to them being expert swimmers through emotional waters and finding their way back from the brink. They are creatures of defense and protection and have chivalrous hearts, but they are also associated with revenge. Polar bears are considered intelligent and fearless against all battles, though it also conserves its strength and knows when to fight and when to retreat.

    Boggart
    Rhona lifeless corpse at his feet, dead with glazed eyes looking at him as though to ask why he didnt save her, sometimes his sister's body will join hers and a few times it will just be a sea of bodies surrounding him with the Mad witch standing amongst them. The manner of death varies from day to day, depending upon what part of his past he was remembering that night.

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    Wand

    Aled's first wand
    Wand Wood: Cypress, 13 inches
    Wand Core: Pheonix Feather core.
    Flexibility: Sturdy with a fair amount of pliancy in the centre.

    He acquired it in the normal way, Olivander barely taking a single look at him before squirrelling back into the depths of his shop and bringing it out for Aled to take. It was a trustworthy and stalwart wand and throughout his school years and into his adult life he took great care of it. However it was destroyed beyond repair during the final battle of the Dark Lord's return in America.

    Cypress Wand Wood Lore
    Cypress is associated with valour. The great medieval wandmaker, Geriant Ollivander, wrote that he was always honoured to match a cypress wand, for he knew he was meeting a witch or wizard who would die a heroic death. Fortunately, in these less blood-thirsty times, the possessors of cypress wands are rarely called upon to lay down their lives, though doubtless many of them would do so if required. Wands of cypress find their soul mates among the brave, the bold and the self-sacrificing: those who are unafraid to confront the shadows in their own and others’ natures.

    Phoenix Feather Core Lore
    This is one of the rarest core types. Phoenix feathers are capable of the greatest range of magic, though they may take longer than either unicorn hair or dragon heartstring cores to reveal this. They how the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, a quality that many witches and wizards dislike. Phoenix feather wands are always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they are taken is one of the most independent and detached in the world. These wands are the hardest to tame and to personalise, and their allegiance is usually hard won.

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    Other:

    Appearance:
    Aled stands Six foot four inches, thereby looming over most everyone else he comes across. He has broad shoulders and chest and in general his whole body is corded and thick with muscle. He has a pronounced limp on his left leg and often his wand arm seizes up with painful paroxysms. His hair is a light red, showing his true scottish blood, and usually mussy and short depending upon how much effort he feels he should put into his appearance day by day. He has a scruffy beard that can grow very long very quickly, so often one week he will have some simple stubble and then by the next week a full beard will have developed. His face is lined and creased with wrinkles of both concern and smiles and his skin is slightly freckled with quite a pale pigmentation. He has scars covering his body, varying from small burns and cuts on his face and hands, to enormous lacerations down his left leg and side that stretch up to his chest. His eyes are a light icy blue and are deepset into his brow, making him seem more miserable or angry than he actually is. His back is covered in black celtic knot patterns all the way from his broad shoulders down to the small of his back and his right arm also bares some decoration, a bear celtic knot circling his upper arm.​
     
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    March of cambreadth
    //Dawn has broke, the time has come,
    Move Your Feet to a Marching Drum
    We'll win the war and pay the toll,
    We'll Fight as One in Heart and Soul
    Midnight mare and blood red roan,
    Fight to Keep this Land Your Own
    Sound the horn and call the cry,
    How Many of Them Can We Make Die!//


    May it be
    //May it be an evening star
    Shines down upon you
    May it be when darkness falls
    Your heart will be true
    You walk a lonely road
    Oh! How far you are from home//


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    Saskia MacLean Shacklebolt
    Feather Girl - A nickname from the feathers in her hair.
    Kia - Shortened version of her name.
    Age:
    16

    Gender: Female

    House and Year: 6th year

    Species: Half Banshee

    Blood Status: Half Breed

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    Personality
    Intuitive//Introspective//Disconcerting
    Saskia has always had a knowing and ominous streak to her. She tends to be very understanding and empathetic to other's thoughts and emotions and often it is to a particularly discomforting detail. She seems to have a premonition like ability to tell what a person might do or what they are thinking and she doesn't feel much need to not express or use this talent. This causes people to sometimes avoid her, although really she doesn't do it to excess. Most often she is trying to help or just making conversation but even in those cases someone always seems to have a problem.

    Loyal//Trustworthy//Caring
    Saskia is the most surprisingly strident friend you can have. She will be quiet a while but as soon as your honour is questioned she will launch into loud and angry defense of you. It will always be somewhat controlled fury but still terrifying. While at peace she is supportive and confident, finding a comfortable way of being around certain people and just slipping into it easily. It is a manner unique to her friends, all other times she seems much more solid, unwavering and noble. Saskia is also a very good secret keeper and very dependable in matters of her word. If she promises you something then she will most certainly always deliver. Saskia is also someone with a surprising penchant for healing. She learned small spells to heal up cuts and bruises at a surprisingly young age and she is quite good at comforting others as well.

    Quiet//Calm//Patient
    Some who know Saskia might think she is shy. She generally keeps to herself and enjoys solitude and silence. She can remain calm and collected in any given situation and often speaks as the voice of reason whenever an argument or a fight erupts around her. She enjoys reading or snuggling up on a sofa and playing some card game when she has a moment of time to herself. This does not necessarily mean she is an introvert, more that she is a strange balance between the two. She is a contradiction.

    Furious//Courageous//Fearless
    She might seem a calm and passive person but Saskia holds the fire of a warrior in her belly and she is ready to fight and die for her beliefs and morals. She is in fact a ruthless and sadistic brawling fighter and she will use whatever is at her disposal to draw blood from her opponent. The hackles on her feathers will lift, giving her a wild animal visage and she will tear into you without fear. She considers herself a soldier and so she soldiers through life. If something is wrong then she fearlessly whipes it clean and starts again, if an opinion of hers is discovered to be erroneous then she tears it down and rebuilds it. She has no fear in destroying things that no longer work.

    Religious//Superstitious//Pagan
    Surprisingly for someone who seems so practical, Saskia is actually a devout Pagan worshipper and she practices her faith openly in the hogwarts grounds. She has special permission from the Headmistress to go deep into the forest and find her sacred places, along with special alters in her dorm room and sets of prayers she uses in certain situations. Alot of this comes from her mother but it is her faith too, she believes in it by herself. It is also due in part to her penchant for Divination and her ability to predict and understand the omens of the world. Her Pagan faith linked to the Pictish Mythology makes sense in her eyes. Ergo she gives honour to her ancestors and finds herself able to lift herself up from grief or darkness and see the light using her beliefs. She finds it strange that others find her Paganism strange, where do they think magic comes from anyway?

    Eloquent//Persuasive//Silver-tongued
    Saskia has always been good at expressing her point and persuading others to join her side. She is alike to some oratory war leader, able to manipulate the emotions of others with her words and lead them into battle, metaphorically speaking. She uses her powers of speech and thought to wiggle out of arguments or punishments, calmly stating her views and motivations or examining a situation until all conflict is diffused from the moment.

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    Biography


    Her Mother, A Banshee
    During the first and second wizarding wars Kingsley Shacklebolt proved himself a great warrior and proud hero of his people. He had fought so many battles that is was not in the least bit strange for him to have met a Banshee now and again. Legara had appeared to wail for one of his friends, a thickset Irish fellow with a good heart. He seemed to have taken no notice and had barrelled his way into battle that day, he hadn't come back. Legara was always mind full of her duties and families and Kingsley had obviously been a firm friend and a steadfast comrade to her Wailward in battle. She had stayed to comfort him and so therefore their relationship began. She spent many years following Kingsley with pride and admiration for him and all his deeds while fighting by his side from time to time, often incorporeally. Even so, Kingsley seemed to know there was something watching over him throughout all his battles and hardships.

    Eventually Kingsley himself sought her out and they properly spoke and had a moment of actual peace between them rather than only knowing eachother in war. That meeting was joyful as well as confusing at first. Still, both were very relieved by this occurence and it took very little time for their bond to turn into romance, though Kingsley himself was already in his late forties. It took a bit longer for Legara to decide she wished to give up her life of honour and chivalry and pride in her race, and truly give her love to Kingsley and bare his children and lead a more human life. But eventually she decided that she truly had enough of her incorporeal and watchful existence and the pair were married in a quiet ceremony according to Legara's Pagan rituals. The pair went to live in Duart Castle on the Isle of Mull in Scotland since Legara had friends there and they happily started their family.

    Feather Child
    Saskia was born to them some while later, a baby with remarkable silver hair, tiny downy feathers strewn through it. She was a quiet child and both her parents gave her love and comfort throughout her younger years until she grew into an adventurous and risk-taking child. She was also shy though, her strange appearance and mannerisms making others awkward around her and she became very self conscious of her feathers and strange coloured hair, no matter how many times her parents told her she was beautiful. Both Kingsley and Legara were busy people with demanding lives and jobs and around her seventh birthday Kingsley became Minister for Magic. After this happened she and her mother saw less and less of him and although he tried to spend as much time as he could in scotland, linking their castle and his office by fireplace, he often spent weeks and weeks away from home. Still the family coped well enough and Legara tried to involve Saskia more in her world, showing her the Pagan traditions she practiced and gently inviting her daughter to join her. Kingsley also tried to involve Saskia in what he did. Sometimes he would bring his colleagues back home with him and Saskia, unbeknownst to herself, met a whole raft of famous witches and wizards and developed quite genial relations with them. Harry Potter who now headed Kingsley's Auror Department, Hermione Granger who worked with him on the matters of pure-blooded bias and many other heroes from the wizarding wars. Along with that she often travelled with him on business trips to faraway places given her very useful talents of prediction and deduction that manifested when she was pretty young.

    Kidnapped and Afraid
    As she got older these trips increased as she took an interest in her fathers work and as he began to realise just how useful she was. Legara usually did not come, she found it difficult to be away from her homeland and all the sacred places she knew. Saskia felt somewhat similar but she also had a mind for adventure and enjoyed the trips. Obviously being the Daughter of a controversial Minister for Magic, she began to see some violence and a few tussles. Purist Sects still existant in the Magical community wanted him very dead and they didnt mind going through his half breed daughter to do it. They always had Auror guards around them and usually any attempts were quickly dealt with but at one point a mistake was made and they found out too late that the intended target was actually Saskia. She was captured by cruel witches and wizards, hateful of her father's work and everything that her existence stood for. She was frightened and shaking and traumatised, but she still tried to remain resolute in the face of her fear, angry at her weakness. Eventually there was a battle. In the ensuing fight she suddenly felt an ethereal upsurge with a strange pang of sorrow and before she knew it she had opened her mouth and released a deafening, aching, thunderous wail that at the very least knocked her guards unconscious. Moments later one of the Aurors fighting for her was struck by a curse and fell dead right in front of her and she knew the wail had been for him. She felt him passing from the world, viscerally experienced his loss of life and feeling and somehow it was one of the most solidifying experiences of her life, if also the most distressing and traumatic. For the next few weeks she barely spoke and her parents became incredibly concerned. Eventually however, she knew she had to do something about it.

    To Hogwarts
    This started the first of her transformations. She was dissatisfied with her inability to defend herself and her fear in the face of pain and fury and possible death. So she changed. She delved deeper in her strengths and her wail, her mother very happy with her sudden interest in her Banshee abilities, when before she had only wanted to seem normal. Always hiding her feathers or passing them off as decorations. Now she painted them and flaunted them as much as she could. She forced herself to love them. She persuaded various Auror friends to train her in hand to hand combat and proved quite adept at it. It was around this time too that she recieved her letter inviting her to hogwarts. She was excited and frightened at the same time, the latter still an annoyance to her and so still something she had to master. To make it easier for her she took her mothers Maiden name as her surname since she both felt more connected to her Scotland heritage and didn't want to be immediately known as the Minister for Magic's Daughter. She knew people would find out sooner or later but she would rather it wasnt the first impression. So with that and all her other things sorted, she said goodbye to her parents at the station and road the Express to Hogwarts. She took with her her Pet Hooded Crow, Oberon, with her. Oberon was a very affectionate and gentle creature, if somewhat solitary and his own master.

    Upon arriving at the Sorting Ceremony, Saskia proved to be a Hatstall, the Sorting Hat umming and arring over where to put her for nearly fifteen minutes. She was Brave for Gryffindor, but clever for Ravenclaw and ambitious and determined for Slytherin... It was a difficult placement. Eventually Saskia herself told the hat to just get on with it and in the spur of the moment chose _____ House. She was happy with her choice and as the days went on and she went to classes and figured through her routine she found she enjoyed herself there. The slight social exclusion she experienced was at first discomforting and miserable but she grew a thick skin to it pretty quickly and found time to enjoy her solitude. Eventually she even made friends and that enhanced her Hogwarts experience immensely. She immediately proved a natural at Divination in her third year, the Professor there quickly taking her on as his prized pupil and finding all possible methods that worked for her. She was best at the natural manners of Divination and she was at one point sent into the forest with Hagrid to meet the Centaurs there. Naturally they were at first distant and cautious of her and although polite they did not wish to associate with her overmuch. But upon meeting her a number of times Praying over special areas of natural power she found in the Forest, they eventually came to trust and like her, Firenze giving her small lessons on his people's Divining style and manners.

    Kidnapped and Unafraid
    During her summer holidays of her 13th year she went with her Father oversea's again, visiting a number of countries and extending branches of peace to various factions around the world. Saskia proved very useful on the way, being able to meet with officials and understand bits and pieces of their motivations and what their actions might be. This was noticed by many unsavoury types but there was only one faction extreme enough to try for her again. This time she knew what was coming before it came, though she was unfortunately separated from her Auror guards at the time and unable to call for help fast enough without bringing someone else into danger. She wouldn't force others to fight for her again, she didnt want to feel someone die for her again. Her captors found her easily, she went without a struggle and she remained cooly calm thoughout the entire experience. She felt the fear but she did not react to it, nor express it. By the time the Aurors found her spell trail and well concealed tracking spell and followed it to her, she had already terrified, incapacitated and reduced her captors to quivering mush on the ground. They had been stupid to think she couldn't defend herself and had left her with so few guards, she walked out of the front door and into her Father's waiting anxious arms.

    In the Present
    The death of the student this year was only the third death Saskia has ever wailed for. She felt it coming on like a freight train in her head but she didnt truly understand what was the matter until it actually happened. This year she has also begun considering what she actually wants to do with her life, being adept at both Healing and caring for others as well as curses and jinxes and battle. She's a contadiction and she doesnt know where she's going but she has faith that she will get there, Gods willing.


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    Relationships


    Mother - Legara MacLean: Legara and Saskia have generally always had a good relationship. During her younger teen years she did rebel against her for a time, ignoring her heritage and her own Pagan beliefs and involving herself completely in the Wizarding World. However very quickly she realised she felt bad and lost without her Faith and her connection to the spirits so she quickly returned. Legara merely waited patiently for her child to figure her life out on her own and was always there to comfort and teach her. Sometimes the pair would tell Kingsley they needed some 'Banshee time' and Legara would take her Daughter away into the wilds of Ireland where they would meet Legara's Banshee family or simply camp out under the stars and in deep woods where the energy of the world could be most clearly felt.

    Father - Kingsley Shacklebolt: Kingsley was always a gentle and loving father, if somewhat absent for alot of the time. Still while with his daughter they have a loving and playful relationship and he was always the more grounded and stalwart individual in her life. For human things, boy troubles or girl troubles or just simply friend troubles, Kingsley was the one she went to. She also took quite a great interest in politics through Kingsley's work and the pair would often discuss the various political nuances of departments and legislation. Kingsley was always the parent she most took after, hence her Patronus mimicking his Lynx.

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    Patronus
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    Eurasian Lynx

    The Lynx has been extinct in Scotland for many years but for thousands of years it roamed the highlands. In various Cultures the Lynx is the keeper of lost magic and occult knowledge. Lynx is the guardian of the secrets and, more importantly, the knower of the secrets. Lynx have a very specific type of clairvoyance. It is said if you have a strong Lynx connection, you will get mental pictures concerning people and the secrets they hide. You will see their fears, lies, and self-deceptions. One with these attributes never speak of these revelations - but they know. With a Lynx totem, people will share their secrets. They will take you into their confidence and you will "accidentally" discover things about people (whether you want to or not). Your words are chosen carefully and used cautiously. You, like the Lynx, are the keeper of secrets. However people may become uncomfortable around you.

    Boggart
    When confronted with a boggart her own self steps out in front of her and seems perfectly calm and happy, however suddenly a deafening, cataclysmic scream will echo out from the apparitions mouth. Unfortunately this Banshee wail has real power, though not nearly as much as Saskia's own, and although she can hear it and be ok, others around her will suffer horrendous headaches and intense morbid visions and feelings. She herself is terrified more of what it means for her. She will have to feel another life leave the world.

    Pet
    Oberon, Hooded Crow

    Oberon and Saskia have a very comfortable relationship. He is well trained and very happy to be petted and cuddled for days. However Saskia is also perfectly happy to not see him for days when he leaves to hunt on the school grounds. Normally he is over her head or sitting on her shoulders looking noble and fae-like.

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    Wand
    Wand Core - Dragon Heartstring
    Wand Wood - Silver Lime

    Wand Core Lore

    As a rule, dragon heartstrings produce wands with the most power, capable of the most flamboyant spells. Dragon wands tend to learn quicker than other types. While they can change allegiance if won from their original master, they always bond strongly with the current owner. The dragon wand tends to be easiest to turn to the Dark Arts, though it will not incline that way of its own accord. It is also the most prone of the three cores to accidents, being somewhat temperamental. It also tends to be lethally hazardous if combined with certain woods.

    Wand Wood Lore
    This unusual and highly attractive wand wood was highly fashionable in the nineteenth century. Demand outstripped supply, and unscrupulous wandmakers dyed substandard woods in an effort to fool purchasers into believing that they had purchased silver lime. The reasons for these wands’ desirability lay not only in their unusually handsome appearance, but also because they had a reputation for performing best for Seers and those skilled in Legilimency, mysterious arts both, which consequently gave the possessor of a silver lime wand considerable status. When demand was at its height, wandmaker Arturo Cephalopos claimed that the association between silver lime and clairvoyance was ‘a falsehood circulated by merchants like Gerbold Ollivander, who have overstocked their workshops with silver lime and hope to shift their surplus.’ But Cephalopos was a slipshod wandmaker and an ignoramus, and nobody, Seer or not, was surprised when he went out of business.

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    Other

    Banshee Powers
    Banshee Scream -
    Though in no way as potent as her mother's death scream, Saskia involuntarily gives a deafening and disabling scream whenever she senses a death is near. The time frame between her screaming and the person dying can vary greatly and she has to have known the person and be somewhat near to them for it to occur. Saskia can also use this scream when she wishes as a defense mechanism but then it is even less effective, merely disorientating anyone present and only knocking a few weak or tired folk unconscious for a moment.
    Divination -
    Through her mother's heritage, Saskia has a natural talent for divination. She understands and naturally uses techniques to peer into the future or the present and see things that are otherwise hidden. She has a certain ability to vaguely tell when a person is going to lead a heroic lifestyle or die a heroic death, although this ability is faulty and depends upon the circumstances of that person at that time.
    Legilimancy and Occlumancy - Saskia hasn't really pursued it or wanted to develop it much until this year, but she also has some natural talent at Legilimancy and Occlumancy. She naturally picks up what people are feeling vaguely and has a certain capability at understanding someone's thoughts on a surprisingly detailed level. She tries not to pry at all and her father has also discouraged her from using it but she still wishes to try figuring it out and understanding all of her abilities is a priority for her.
    Appearance
    Saskia is a slight girl with very soft curves and a lean, muscular frame. She is around 5'4 in height and weighs surprisingly little. Her skin has a dark olive pigment from her mixed race parentage but her eyes are a striking ice-blue. Her hair is almost always short and grey with a silver sheen to it in sunlight. Black to dark grey feathers sprout from the roots of her hairs, mostly at the base of her skull causing a crest of feathers but some sprout through all over her skull. Her hands are tough and strong and her face is slender and sharp looking. She has a few Pagan symbol tattoos over her body that mark various periods or moments in her life and she never wears make-up or anything similar, though she likes painting her feathers sometimes.

     
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  12. Did you draw a lot of these? Because they are amazing!!!! Great job with everything.
     
  13. I did draw a few of these! Thankyou very much! :3
     
  14. WIP

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    Amacus Wolf's Theme - Monster
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    Name - Amacus Wolf

    Age - 303

    Gender - Male

    Race - Lycanthrope

    Birthday - October 27th

    Sexuality - Repressed Bisexuality

    Occupation - Head of Nautchwald Police
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    Personality

    Loner//Antisocial//Closed off
    After years of just fending for himself and a near feral lifestyle, Amacus has a very closed off and unreachable temperament, religiously trying to mask his emotions and stay away from social situations. He is aware this is a failing of his and has recently endeavoured to change but change is slow, like the surf of a glacier, and he is still generally considered a solitary type. There are more obvious reasons for his self-seclusion, his incredible sense of smell and hearing making town-life difficult and somewhat overwhelming for him to deal with, the less people he has to smell the better in his opinion.

    Gruff//Angry//Aggressive
    Another bi-product of a feral and wild lifestyle, along with a war mentality, is that Amacus has a short fuse. When presented with situations where aggression is only figurative and atmospheric, he will make it very much a physical characteristic. He simply has fast reacting and sensitive instincts with people and very little tolerance for stupidity or difficult people. This is another area in which he feels he must work and often if one were to observe him, you might watch a blood-vessel rupture in his battle to win against his furious and violent outbursts.

    Compassionate//Caring//Protective
    Contrary to the above personality traits, Amacus is in fact a very affectionate and loving individual with much to give in terms of compassion and feeling. He is extremely protective of those he holds dear and will fight you on the street at even the slightest mention of an insult directed at a friend. As a carer, he can be soft-spoken, gentle, affectionate and tactile, a total contradiction to his normal attitude. His smile is warm and so are his hugs and though a quiet person he also has some capacity for humour and intelligent conversation. Of course these characteristics are known by very few and most people are too afraid of him to ever accept any of this.

    Dutiful//Loyal//Genuine
    He plays his wolf side very well, a friend of his is a friend for life and if you were to trust anyone with a secret it would be Amacus. He has a sense of honour and duty that is not obvious to the glance but upon close inspection runs deep into his personality. He will in fact very rarely lie to anyone and a promise he makes is kept to the best of his ability. Any pact broken on his side gives him an intense sensation of failure and guilt which he carries for a long time. Duty, Honour and Honesty. These are the aspects to which he keeps.
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    Skills
    Wolf Form
    There are three definable stages to Amacus' wolf transformation and each stage has its own capabilities and limits. The change is almost completely a conscious decision, however it can also be forced by situations such as unconsciousness and intense emotional strain or turmoil. The three stages are as follows:

    -The Wolf man, a stage where Amacus's teeth grow out into definable fangs and his claws protrude from his fingers and the hair increases on his body in density and length. This form is given a considerable boost in strength, endurance and senses such as smell and hearing, along with a nominal increase in speed.

    -Then comes the Beast, a giant creature with the head of a wolf that stands both on its hind-legs and all fours. It is covered in grey fur like an animal and Amacus no long looks at all human. Here there is a very large increase in speed and strength but mainly its boost is in endurance. In beast form Amacus could take as many shotgun shots to the chest and still fight fine.

    -Finally comes Wolf form and it sounds like it is. Amacus becomes a more or less horse-sized grey wolf with terrifying yellow eyes with incredible speed, endurance, strength and senses. He usually prefers not to revert to this form, it affecting his mind as well and making him more aggressive and instinctual.

    Heightened Senses
    Even in human form, Amacus has an incredible sense of smell and hearing. He is often able to pinpoint the scent trail of a single person amongst a crowd even if that person passed by hours before. Depending upon how well he knows a person's scent, he can usually find anyone anywhere anytime just by following their unique oder. This capability is often actually incredibly overwhelming, especially in a populated area like a town or a city, so Amacus has taken to smoking heavily in order to dull his senses and make life generally easier.

    Deductive Skills
    Amacus has always had a clever and quick mind, though it might not look like it. He thinks things through and follows evidence to what he considers a natural conclusion, no matter how unconnected the evidence and the situation might be. This really makes him a good and solid detective, although the way he follows cases may often make those who dont know him suspicious of his abilities and lose confidence in him until he actually easily solves the problem.

    Battle Veteran
    After more than 200 years on the battlefield moving from one war to the next and never really stopping to rest or find a home, Amacus is well used to fighting. He is rarely phased by anything be it injury or aggression or life and death situations, he has almost definately been through worse in the past and he knows what to do. This does mean that he has some problems now, settling down into his own apartment and actually trying to have a quiet life. Now thats something he hasnt experienced truly before.

    Weapons Master
    After this long as a soldier Amacus has basically tried every weapon type there is around and he is at an intermediate at least in most of them. He is specifically skilled at sniper-rifles and swords but he can walk into any situation, pick up whatever weapon is available and use it to its full potential.

    Strengths
    Endurance
    One of Amacus' main attributes is endurance. Endurance against pain, endurance against misery, endurance against wounds, endurance against poisons, Amacus can pretty much take anything.

    Persuasive Speech
    Amacus has a very measured and calm way of speaking when he wants to. His voice and solid expression makes people want to trust him and his straightforward way of explaining things makes his ideas more believable.

    Intimidation
    When he wants to, Amacus can be one terrifying person. A slight snarl to his voice and a murderous glare that he has practiced for centuries means that when he needs you to pay attention and do as he says he can probably get you too.

    Empathy
    Amacus is pretty good at getting into peoples heads and understanding things from their point of view. He can try to feel what someone else must be feeling and this helps greatly in his police work.

    Cunning
    Amacus has always been clever, though it rarely shows through. He is quiet and while some may think its just empty head space, he's actually usually thinking deeply.

    Excellent Memory
    Amacus has somewhat of a photographic memory and this allows him to link occurences or objects with eachother very quickly.

    Weaknesses
    Alcoholism
    Amacus has acquired many coping mechanisms over the years but drinking is the one he's stuck with. It appears that in an alcohol induced stupor he can remain unconscious while not wolfing out. It also numbs his senses and allows his mind to stop focusing on every detail of every moment and just simply rest. So his use is partly practical, however he also drinks to forget and drinks just because and in all truthfulness sometimes he does it just because he needs it. While on a case he usually can control himself but without anything to occupy him he often just drinks whole days away.
    Violent Temper
    Amacus doesnt do a medium ground. He can be calm and diplomatic but as soon as he leaves that line things can get aggressive fast. Often interviews descend into violence and he uses his obvious strength and intimidating manner to pressure answers out of people. His tendancy for aggression is known by most of the inhabitants and that means he's become somewhat of a feared individual throughout the town. Often people feel they cannot come to him for help out of fear.

    Isolated
    Amacus has rarely ever played well with others. His character means that friends are vary scarce and it is only with friends that he'd ever feel comfortable enough to work in a team. So he takes things alone, going into dangerous situations without help and usually refusing any help offered to him.

    Distrustful
    After years of war Amacus has no ability for trust. He sees people and generally assumes they have something up their sleeve. its not necessarily specifically against him, he just assumes that when people want to help, they are actually just in it for themselves and will screw him over eventually.

    Pessimistic
    That tree is gonna fall on his head, the lights will never turn green and the whole world is gonna end in a few years anyhow. From the things Amacus has seen, he has no belief that bad situations will turn out ok, no trust that a plan will go smoothly and no faith in himself to do something right. No matter how many times he succeeds, he just assumes its another step on the road towards failure.
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    History
    As a young cub Amacus was part of a pack. He was actually born to the Alpha female of the pack although his father was not the Alpha male which, although caused a minor scandal, was never something that people got particularly worked up about. His father was in fact a Spirit of the Wind but other than a general affinity for windswept places, Amacus seems to have inherited his mother's form most. However it was his father whom had
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    Compassion: 7/10
    Empathy: 8/10
    Creativity: 5/10
    Mental Flexibility: 10/10
    Passion/Motivation: 3/10
    Education: 4/10

    Stamina/Endurance: 10/10
    Physical Strength: 8/10
    Battle Skill: 9/10
    Initiative: 7/10
    Restraint: 3/10

    Agility: 7/10
    Strategy: 10/10
    Teamwork: 3/10
     
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    Name - Hakeem Idn'Abihi
    A second name meaning 'Son of none'.

    Age - 48
    Gender - Male
    Hometown - Trespa City
    Dragon Name - Veshna
    Dragon Gender - Female
    Dragon Species - Regeneration Dragon

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    Appearance
    Hakeem has a very sturdy and tall frame, wide shoulders and strong muscular arms. His whole body is corded with defined musculature and his skin has a dark tanned pigment to it, rough and leathery to the touch after so long in the heat of the desert sands. Strange ink-black tattoos covered his torso and some continue down to his ankles and wrists. Also covering his body are various long lacerations and scars from curved weapons and some puncture like scars from various types of spears, daggers or arrows. He is usually seen in thick black robes, easy to move in while giving some protection.

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    Personality

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    Chivalrous//Protective//Masculine

    Hakeem is very easily the picture of knightly chivalry and conduct. His opinions tend towards protection and nurturing, defending those weaker than yourself and upholding the stability and security of the law. This does mean he is generally unconsciously sexist, considering it his duty to defend and protect women over men and treating them, not necessarily as weaker, but perhaps frailer and more precious. His view is that although women might be capable of fighting, it is the duty of men to ensure they do not have to. His has quite stereotypical masculine qualities such as dominance and confidence and a quick and aggressive temper, however he is quite comfortable in himself and doesn't have quite the need to prove himself as other men seem to possess. He is quite content to appear weak or back down from a fight if the situation calls for it, it does not damage his opinion of himself, although he will fight for his honour and the honour of his friends at a moments notice.

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    Tactical//Wise//Controlled
    In the wars Hakeem proved himself to have a tactical and forward-thinking mindset. He kept his cool under intense situations and always kept a handle on a situation, no matter how much was going on at once. He would plan for every eventuality, an ambush or a screw up or a discrepancy in information, he would have a counter measure. As he grew older and became the second most powerful General in the whole Country, he became somewhat of an unofficial mentor to the younger, newer leaders and soldiers rising in the ranks. He just naturally has a face to trust and he has a way of letting people tell him of their problems and get them to listen to his advice without infringing upon their self worth or masculinity. A very useful quality in a confidante.

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    Loving//Charismatic//Flirtatious
    As a young man Hakeem was known for his promiscuity and outrageous flirtatious behaviour. He is very affectionate and warm as a person, however he always had too many responsibilities to the country and to order to let himself properly marry and have a family, his sense of honour not allowing him to put anything above the lives and safety of his family which would not do for a protector of the realm. He has a manner that is easy and that draws others towards him, able to turn from serious to joking very quickly depending upon the situation. Older now, some of his charisma flirting has made way for a slower, more gentle character, but he still enjoys laughing and drinking and making merry to abominable hours of the night. He also still maintains a flirtatious and liberal attitude to the world in general. Nowadays he is more tactile and affectionate with his friends than loud or aggressively cheerful, enjoying warm and comfortable conversation to shouted lurid jokes while intoxicated.

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    Tough//Dependable//Determined
    Hakeem is a survivor and a warrior of the highest callibre. No matter how treacherous or violent his path becomes in life, nor how confusing or conflicted he becomes, he always continues on diligently and bull-headedly until the situation is resolved. You can trust Hakeem to his very core to do his duty, no matter what comes in his way. This quality has earned him quite a few nicknames in his life, but generally his fellows and followers appreciate his tenacity. These qualities apply to his physical characteristics as well, Hakeem having surviving situations which would have had other men blown to pieces. In war he always leads his men in the charge and is the first to strike at a seemingly un-defeatable foe.

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    History
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    Hakeem was a very lucky child. As an illegitimate son to a young woman of no particular status, his life could have been expected to be brutal, miserable and short. But as has been said, luck was on his side as the Sultan's own young wife died while birthing his only son and a wet nurse was needed for the new Prince Yusuf. The two boys were born on almost the same day, though Hakeem was a few days older, and a search of the Palace was done for women with young babies. Lyria was found, a lowly maid in the palace, and taken to both feed and nurture the baby Prince Yusuf, given a comfortable life in exchange for the service and a place of importance promised to her son. Sultan Adhram saw the use in having a boy raised beside the prince and dedicated some time in Hakeem's education and upbringing, impressing on him the importance of protecting and serving the prince as his confidante and friend. Luckily the two boys grew up to be birds of a feather, inseparable from the first and loyal to each other through everything.

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    Growing up changed little in their relationship. As young men Hakeem and Yusuf fueled each other's enthusiasm and confidence, making their mistakes together and sharing in the punishments for tricks or disobediences while also sharing in the successes of every endeavour. They also trained together, sparring with each other religiously using both swords and minds, always endeavouring to be the better fighter or thinker and pushing each other to the limits with every match. This meant that they swiftly grew in prowess, something the Sultan was especially pleased with. However this section of their lives differentiated the two from each other in terms of personality. Hakeem became a more responsible and thoughtful individual in order to cope with Yusuf's increasingly reckless and excitable behaviour and he took a more reasoning role in their antics, dissuading Yusuf from his more stupid and dangerous schemes.

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    This was as the Sultan had intended and soon enough Yusuf also matured in mind, becoming the noble and valiant prince that everyone had hoped he would be. As men grown they became a force to be reckoned with, Yusuf growing in ability and power day by day as Hakeem matched his ascent with his continuous rise through the ranks of the military. He was very determined to be worthy of the Prince's trust and friendship and to be of use to him throughout his life. Yusuf was gifted control of the Military by the Sultan while Hakeem was still a Captain in its ranks, however the young prince made sure to consult his brother as he began to instill great change in the structure and function of their warring power. Together they overhauled the system, bringing new purpose and stability to a once prejudiced and slow army. Where once captains and generals had been chosen for their family status rather than ability, now the obviously clever and tactical thinkers were specially trained for the highest command positions and there was more openness and equality throughout. The Sultan was incredibly proud of his son for the improvements and although Hakeem downplayed his share in the praise, he was still awarded a place amongst the councilmen for his services.

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    It was around this time that Yusuf was married to a young Princess from the City of Dawn, not necessarily a match of love, however Yusuf had wooed and flirted with her well and she was an agreeable character. They made a good pair, neither one feeling terribly precious about monogamy and both being of great intelligence. Her name was Ellaria and she proved greatly beneficial to Yusuf's image, acting as ambassador to many countries around the continent and very often not being at home, the heat of the savannah after being born in the cold tundra of the north disagreeing with her. Even with her absences though, she managed to bare Yusuf a healthy son only a year into their marriage, named Hakim after his adoptive uncle. Hakeem doted on the child and quickly became a great influence to his growth, Yusuf often being away from home or busy with various Princely duties. Hakim grew into a gentler and more level headed man than his father under his uncles tutorlage. Another interesting occurance in the complex relationship between Yusuf, his wife and Hakeem, happened when Hakeem got Ellaria with child. Nobody was quite sure when it had occurred which said alot about their threesome relationship as a whole but the whole thing became a very non-issue. Yusuf simply took the child as his own, a little baby girl named Sessa, and Hakeem tried to father her as much as he had for Hakim.

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    The changes to the system that the army followed allowed Hakeem to achieve his highest aspirations and he eventually became one of three highest ranking Generals in the country at the age of thirty two. He became incredibly proactive in keeping the country lawful and safe, leading sorties of men out personally to investigate banditry and exact the law, the common people lauding him for his efforts and the country prospering as a whole. He also dealt firmly with the various lords of the kingdom whom had grown complacent and lax and who did not recognise Yusuf's sovereignty, Hakeem putting down rebellions with swift, aggressive and decisive action. The pair grew in renown and power, together rising further and further in the estimations of the people and the countries neighbouring theirs, some congratulating them while others feared them for their militaristic attitude. This fear was well placed as Yusuf turned his attention to military conquests, knowing that with prosperity came an increase in population and a need for more lands. Hakeem tried to dissuade him from war before one was necessary, concerned with the eagerness for battle his brother seemed to have. However he did not have that great of a hold on the Prince and as the old Sultan began to sicken war seemed to be on the horizon. In fact there were multiple attempts upon Yusuf's life by highly trained assassins sent from concerned countries. Luckily Hakeem managed to repel all five attempts, however upon the last he was severely injured and carries a weakening scar to this day that aches at inopportune moments.

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    Soon after this, the old Sultan died and Yusuf rose to the throne, so War still seemed close at hand. However it was in this year that a sudden darkness befell the north and spies sent into that area came back either half-dead and muttering nonsense or did not come back at all. Finally this allowed Hakeem to dissuade Yusuf from battle, if enemies were already at their door then it was no use throwing men away in an uneeded conquest when they may be needed elsewhere. Reports finally came from Otamaur and they confirmed their darkest fears. Some great and terrible evil had arisen and its foul creeping malice was spreading irrevocably across the country. The first borders and watchtowers had fallen to dark and fell creatures and though the Country's immense defenses had been mobilised, many were concerned. Hakeem wasted no time, a great uneasiness had fallen upon him about the whole situation and he trusted the instincts he had.

    As new Commander of the Military, he mobilised all soldiers, manned every defense post and worked closely with various inventors and engineers to trap and build mechanisms along their borders in weak areas to ensure an invasion could be detected and pushed back long enough for troops to arrive on the battlefield. Yusuf scoffed at his seeming paranoia but humoured him, partly for their friendship and partly because Hakeem's senses had not been wrong yet. Years passed and as more borders fell to the oncoming hoarde, Hakeem and Yusuf rode out together to meet the forces in lands not their own, reinforcing Otamaur's abandoned or empty defences long enough for villages and towns to evacuate and flee the destruction. But no matter how they struggled there was nothing they could do to fully halt the tide. They kept their own spirits falsely high and ensured the Kingdom did not see the despair that they truly felt settling into their hearts.

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    After more than five years of serious War and strife and the black creatures starting to nip and bite at their own borders, Hakeem was to be found in a lowly Inn, just back from a bloody and repulsive battle, covered in ichor and his hair matted in blood. A man approached him, pale of face and black of hair with a sense of purpose and interest. Now Hakeem was used to assassins approaching in this manner so it was not surprising that he quickly held a dagger to the man's midrift, though hiding the scene so as not to disturb the Inn's patrons. Surprisingly though, this pale-faced man was not there for his life, but to offer him something very different. Merrick, was his name, and though considerably younger than Hakeem, he held himself very proudly with the bearing of a leader of men. After a quiet and quick discussion and a trip outside to look up to the sky and watch as a huge shadow, dragon-like in shape, passed over the night sky, Hakeem was convinced of the truth this man was telling. But he was not so easily convinced away from the defense of his home and family. The stranger promised to wait two days and after some private consideration on Hakeem's part, the Commander of the Trespian Military agreed to resign his duties, forsake his lands and family and friends, and follow this Merrick to his own abode and gods willing, the salvation of them all.

    Hakeem took some time to say farewell to his many children and finally to his friend, Sultan Yusuf. There was some anger from him at first, as Hakeem had known there would be, but eventually there was only one thing Yusuf could do and that was trust his friend of 48 years and know that he would not do anything if not for a good and noble reason. "Go and save us all then, Hakeem Al-Jazari, you were always destined for greater things than I, though it took you until you were an old man to discover what those might be." And there they parted.

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    Strengths
    Battle

    Leadership

    Willpower

    Charisma

    Weaknesses
    Sexism

    Old Wounds

    Unsuited for Magic


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    Abilities
    Swords Master
    Hakeem is probably one of the greatest swordmasters of his time, having been accustomed to using his large curved blade since he was but a boy of five.

    General of War
    Hakeem has been a warleader for twenty years. He is no stranger to death and battle. It has become a necessary and usual part of his life.

    Horse Master
    The Trespian army is made up of varying levels of cavalry and every child learns to ride when they are young. Hakeem has always had some good manner with animals and riding is a skill he takes pride in.

    Hawk Master
    Hawking was also a skill that many Trespians train to use. Hunting becomes very easy when you have a bird of prey to do it for you.

    Diplomat
    Hakeem has quite a good manner with people and although he might seem blunt, his straightforward way of expressing a situation often makes people more likely to trust him and agree with his point of view.

    Bonded Ability
    Regeneration

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    Relationships
    Mother - Lyria, now dead for more than five years, but a caring and affectionate mother while alive. Hakeem always had great respect for her.

    Biological Father - Unknown

    Adoptive Father - Sultan Adhram, although not necessarily a gentle or loving father figure, was a good role-model for him and tried to form and shape Hakeem from a young boy into a sturdy and trustworthy man for the Prince to depend on.

    Milk Brother - Prince Yusuf.

    Children - He is the father to seven children and although he is certainly often absent, he cares for all his sons and daughters and ensures they are provided for, their mothers also housed and cared for. He has three daughters and four sons with ages ranging from twenty seven years old to just Six. The Eldest, Yasif, was born when Hakeem was just 21. His mother, Seze, was a serving maid in the castle whom had a clever mind and a good wit and someone whom Hakeem was very close with. She helped him in matters of espionage and was very good at her job. She had been frightened to tell him of his impending fatherhood, not necessarily distrusting him but mindful of what could happen to young mothers out of wedlock. Of course, Hakeem was clever and discovered the truth quickly, immediately reassuring Seze that he would be as good a father as he could ever be, although he could not marry her. She was very happy with this, wanting to maintain her freedom, and Hakeem ensured she was well cared for during and after pregnancy.

    Later on Hakeem met and fell in love with a Scholarly woman, a historian of sorts. Her name was Resha and her intellect and passion caught Hakeem completely off guard. He truly regretted his need to remain unmarried most purely because he wanted her to remain beside him, but Resha understood his sense of duty and was perfectly happy to live in the city. Again Hakeem ensured she had a good home and often brought her scrolls an books from the palace. She bore him three children, two of which were actively planned but all of whole they were delighted to have. They, in order of birth, were:

    Asha, born in Hakeem's 24th year, a headstrong and vibrant girl who rebelled completely against her father and insisted upon being trained in warfare. Hakeem eventually relented, mostly to make sure she didnt hurt herself.

    Hasim, born in Hakeem's 25th year, a determined and vibrant lad who was determined to match his father in prowess and found it very difficult to be both the younger and the lesser fighter to a big sister. He always looked up to his elder half-brother Yasif and the pair were nigh on inseparable.

    Amira, born in Hakeem's 28th year, a much quieter and daintier girl than her elder sister, though no less driven. She endeavoured to become a healer, powered on by her mother's academic mindset. Hakeem is particularly proud of her accomplishments.

    Resha, though completely loving her children, decided then that she wanted no more and Hakeem was the first to respect her wishes, he himself becoming increasingly busy as he rose higher in rank. For many years after that he was a much less intimate person, relationships with him rarely lasting a week and many often involved men rather than women since he spent so much time in the army. Eventually though, as he rose to the title of Captain, he spent more time in the Palace and amongst politicians and people of power. One of the courtesans of the Palace became pregnant with his child which Hakeem found very concerning since he did not know how well he could protect a prostitute without insisting upon her leaving her trade. He got himself so worked up about it and she actually had to stop him from placing guards in her chambers to ensure her safety. Eventually she managed to sort it out herself, retreating into a less seedy business of masseuses. When she told him he nearly broke down in relief.

    She gave him a little boy that they named Rafiq. He was of a gentle temperment and a calm and thoughtful mindset. Resha eagerly agreed to tutor him in what she knew of politics as he got older and he and Hakeem have a very affectionate relationship. He was born when Hakeem was 34.

    His final Paramour was a woman whom actually approached him. She was a Lady of great prowess and skill, her husband having died young without giving her any children and leaving her the lordship of a fortress and some outlying villages. Hakeem had defended her and her holds from a band of marauders some years back and she had been grateful and impressed by his initiative. They were not in love but they were good friends and Hakeem found her exceedingly impressive as a person. She gave him a Son and a Daughter. The boy came first, named Zaeed, he was a healthy and happy child who turned into an equally healthy and stalwart lad. Hakeem was already 36 by the time he was born and a hardened and respected military general. No one questioned his illegitimate children nor their mothers and Zaeed became the one to inherit his mother's estate. Some six years later they had another child, a baby girl named Thamina. However as she grew everyone noted her frailty and weakness. She was feverish often and slept long hours. She would sometimes be unable to eat and she became thin and malnourished. This condition of hers was chronic and persistant and no matter the doctors he sought, Hakeem could not find a cure for her. His daughter, Amira, became a carer for the child which indeed improved her condition somewhat. However she predicts that without some treatment, Thamina will die before she is nine years old. This is a deep pain for Hakeem to bear and he feels in greatly at night when he lies awake in the dark and hates his inability to protect his daughter.

    Paramours - Hakeem has had many lovers in his life, however he has never thought to marry. A wife, as he sees it, should be protected and placed above all else for she is making herself dependant upon her husband by marrying. Hakeem was never prepared to place so much responsibility elsewhere than the nation. However for every woman whom has born his child, he has ensured she gets a comfortable life and tries to be as much of a father to his many children as possible. His large and disparate family may seem strange to many but it works for him and his lovers and all are relatively happy knowing they can depend upon eachother.

    Tara Rial - Rival. One of the greatest assassins of the age, Tara was the one sent to assassinate the Prince Yusuf some five times in the space of ten months. During this time Hakeem lost sleep and spent many hours of the night ensuring the detail upon the Prince was secure. Everytime she found a new way in he repelled her attack and destroyed the entrance she used, which certainly increased the castle's security. He captured her but once, after the third attempt and they argued with eachother in the dungeons of the castle before he had to leave to attend to other matters and she escaped, only knocking out her guards as a gesture of peaceful intentions, although she did leave them in a compromising position for Hakeem to find. The final attack was cunning and aggressive and although Hakeem did manage to repulse it, Tara got a heavy and damaging blow to his midrift. Ever since then he has had a huge scar there and the wound often aches.

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    Dragon Personality

    Veshna is extremely clingy and attached to her human, for she is highly submissive and she hopes her tamer can resolve conflict before they need to step in. When a pink dragon does have to step into a quarrel, however, they are quick, sleight, and devastating in combat. However she really is an anxious and timid little thing, relying heavily on her Tamer for support both mentally and physically. She is quiet and kind with a caring and sympathetic heart and she sees her role as one of nurturing and caring for her nest-mates and their bond-mates.

    Dragon Strengths

    Veshna is exceedingly durable in all things, able to recover from almost any injury. She uses her scales to heal others very freely, being a selfless type of personality. Her whole demeanour is one of gentleness and she puts everyone she converses with at ease however this does not mean she is naive and although she vehermently dislikes conflict, she knows many awful things may be necessary in the coming war. She is rather cunning and thoughtful, able to carefully form cunning plans and stratagems before exacting them perfectly. Surprisingly she is very good at stealth and ambush tactics, this being the main way she hunts.

    Dragon Weaknesses

    Veshna is very timid and meek. She dislikes combat intensely and will often shy away from it, letting her Tamer put themselves in danger on her behalf. She may have good ideas but she might not have the courage to express them, considering herself much lesser of a dragon than her nestmates. She is very small and dainty so although she is very difficult to kill, it is not very difficult to harm her and tactics of stealth and cunning are the only truly useful combat techniques she has.​
     
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    Name - Yennefer McNeill

    Age - 28

    Gender - Female

    Hometown - Espella

    Dragon Name - Methuzar

    Dragon Breed - Mountain Dragon

    Dragon Gender - Male

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    Appearance
    Yennefer has a very comforting and homely appearance, short for her age and full of rounded smoothe curves and soft edges. Her hair is a blazing red and manages to be as difficult and thick and messy as possible. Usually it is tied back in a quite and thoughtless ponytail since she is very regularly working with her hands in dirty and bloody environments. Her skin and appearance generally shows very little evidence of cosmetic care and her hands are calloused and firm to the touch. Her whole body is surprisingly muscular and well built though she is still filled out by some soft areas.

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    Yennefer is gentle and somewhat mild mannered but firm when she needs to be. She can calmly take control of a situation and very rarely loses her temper, these traits being products of being a doctor. She is empathetic and sensible but not necessarily kind or warm-hearted which in her youth meant that she blurted out her thoughts and made those around her angry. To counter this she has developed a very polite personality, always observing the most diplomatic way of saying things. She has found it the best policy for her life in general. However this does not mean she is proper. She considers the confines and ideas of virginity and modesty to be meaningless and stupid and so generally has a flirtatious personality.

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    Backstory
    Yennefer's parents were crofters, farming the land and raising herds of cows and goats. She always had an interest in bodies and how the animals survived and what they looked like when they died so it didnt take long for her to take an interest in medicine. Her parents were pretty supportive, her mother being especially proud of her and even allowing her to disect animals dead from disease. She experimented with herbs on sick animals, sometimes they died quicker but gradually her success grew further until she was the one her Village turned too when anything was ill. As she grew older she got itchy feet, she wanted to do more with her skills and knew of a monastery outside the city that trained women to heal the sick. It was a long way away but she was determined and her parents were so excited about their daughter's talents that they told the whole village and gathered support for her. Eventually all of the trustworthy Men of the village who could be spared were sent to escort her to the City, the send off being a large feast with everyone wishing her well and telling her to come back and visit when she could.

    The journey there was somewhat dangerous but her bodyguards kept her safe and whenever one of them was injured in the line of duty she would quickly patch him up. They reached the monastery and the nuns there were very eager to take her on as a student. For a moment it was a little rocky, Yennefer ranting a little after being told she had to become a nun to heal the sick, but she quickly conceded defeat and tried to be demure about it. She stayed there for four years, becoming an excellent pupil, if a little frustrated at the confines on her actions and flirtations. A war erupted late into her training and she and some other sisters were brought to the outskirts of the battle to tend to the wounded they brought in. It was a shocking and hardening thing for her. She was not squeamish about bodies but the way some soldiers had been sliced and hacked apart turned her white. After the battle she left the nunnery and instead apprenticed under the Surgeon she had met in the battle. He was surprised at her request but was not particularly bigotted about women doctors and had certainly witnessed her prowess in the battle. She had just turned 19 when she left. The surgeons name was Kaleb and he was a fine and kindly man, happy to teach and help wherever he could. He took her to various places from the depths of a dungeon to the villages in mountain valleys to more battlefields and all the way he healed those who could pay him a small fee or offer him some food. Yennefer learnt well from him and eventually liked him very much. He was probably her first real crush but she herself never pursued it, him being much older than her.

    Some few years after their meeting and Yennefer was ready to make her own way in the world. Amongst other things Kaleb had taught her he had also taught her to defend and fend for herself. Archery was something she was pretty good at and she always kept a few knives tucked in various places around her body. She had used them a few times already before she left. Generally she was not very strong of body, good at running and climbing but punching or pushing someone away would be difficult. However she was good at wriggling out of tight spaces and so she always escaped any trouble generally unharmed. She was concerned about the way the world was going. A darkness was coming over the land and it worried her, she felt like the earth was sick and she didnt not know how to cure it, which was rare for her.

    It was around this time that she met a strange man, Merrick was his name, she had come to a village near to his estate to help stop the spread of some mystery sickness. He watched her for a while and when she was finally getting a little edgy and concerned he introduced himself and told her a great many fantastical things. She was skeptical at first but eventually after actually seeing his Dragon, a black graceful creature, she was convinced. It took a little consideration but eventually she agreed to becoming a so called 'Dragon tamer'. If this was the remedy the world needed then it was her duty to try and use it, to put her full dedication behind it.

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    Bonded Ability - Strength of the Earth
    She took on some of her dragon's earthshaking talents, suddenly gaining much more strength, gaining the ability to stamp her foot and create cracks in the ground or punch a wall and break it in half.

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    Strengths
    "I'm a Doctor before I am anything"

    She is an incredibly experienced and adept healer, having expansive knowledge on most herbs and remedies wherever she goes and understanding a human body very well indeed.

    "Academic is probably the Term"
    She is well travelled and can fluently speak two other languages while knowing many more. She also has knowledge of the various states and how they are faring, friends amongst every reach of life telling her all that occurred in the various cities.

    "I will Survive"
    She is a pretty decent shot with a bow. She can use small weapons like knives with some dexterity and is good at weak combat and escaping from tight places.

    "Ever the Diplomat"
    She has a calm and measured attitude that makes people listen and consider her opinion without anger or malice towards her. She is very in control of her own mind.

    "When its my domain, I am the Commander"
    She is quite surprisingly intimidating when a situation is hers to control and she knows she has the best expertise to deal with whatever is going on.

    Weaknesses
    "I'm a Lover not a Fighter"

    Yennefer has never had any proper military training of any kind and an martial combat she has taken place in she has either been saved from or wiggled out of. Swords and heavy weapons are foreign to her and she has not the proper strength of body needed for long-winded combat. This is something she must work on and she knows it.

    "I have to know"
    Due to her insatiable curiousity and rapid interest in things she will often go off into a daze mid conversation or sometimes completely ignore the world happening around her in favour of reading or studying some mystery. She can insult many people this way but it generally doesnt effect her ability when faced with life or death situations.

    "Soft words aren't remembered by the Dead"
    Yennefer is very bad at sympathy or empathy or kind words in general. She will stitch your wounds and cure your colds but don't expect her to coddle you all the way through it. In fact she will probably greet any complaining with brisk actions and cutting words. She does not spare pain for her patient if the sparing will impede on some aspect of her treatment. This tends to mean patients do not want to return to her care.

    "You spend seven years in a Convent, see how you turn out"
    Yennefer is somewhat repressed as an individual. She

    "Also probably to do with the Convent..."
    Yennefer has quite a wild and

    "It is hard to respect those who are threatened by your very existence"



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    Dragon Breed Description
    The largest of all dragons, and the strongest to boot, the brown dragon is a behemoth. Though their size is impressive, standing at a shocking 14 FT tall, their mahogany scales are matte, not shiny. However the underside of their wings are as gold as the precious stone they collect and guard so fiercely. The brown dragon is a hoarder, they blend perfectly into the mountain side and spend most their time protecting their stash of precious metals and gems they have collected over the years. They are very proud animals and extremely intelligent. It is said that the first earthquakes were from these massive creatures scaring off thieves who prying into their stash, but stomping their massive legs and shaking the ground.

    They prefer the ground to the air but will not hesitate to take to the skies to pursue and punish any who cross them or dip into their hoard. They are the noblemen of the dragon world and take place high regard for those with manners like their own, they are extremely chivalrous towards their human especially. Their fire is a copper color.

    Dragon Abilities
    Bulldoze

    These massive animals can knock over almost anything including trees, boulders, houses... although generally the tamer is expected to avoid allowing the dragon to level houses.

    Earthquake
    By flying into the air and dropping themselves to the ground, the earth around them will shake under their massive weight.

    Burrow
    They are master diggers and can dig tunnels and caves rather quickly.
     
    #16 Erranruin, Jun 4, 2014
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  17. @Erranruin

    Posting them here is fine, but a lot of people post them in their blogs. :]
     
  18. Yes I know but blogs mess up the formatting, so if you dont mind can I continue putting them here?

    It also just feels easier to find them. ^_^'
     
  19. Absolutely! Like I said, this is fine too. Just letting you know.

    We've been throwing around ideas for an official character storage feature for a while, so hopefully we'll come out with something better before too long. I'll let the Admins know about your viewpoint on the matter!
     
  20. Thanks thats really helpful! I was a little cautious about making this here tbh but I've always had a thread like this on my other rp sites and I couldnt quite go without one so ^_^'

    I always found them helpful so yeah I'm a supporter of that idea, thanks very much!
     
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