[CHAR] Finite Incantatem [AU Harry Potter RP]

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Alberta Ashdown

Basic Information

Name: Alberta Ashdown

Age: 54
Gender: Female

Marked? Not on your life

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Appearance

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Skills and Talents

Overall Role: Second in command, duellist

Talents
Defence, defence, defence. If you need something not dead, or not blown up, then Bertha’s your woman. Otherwise, she’s generally a pretty excellent duellist, pretty much non-verbal across the board.

Weaknesses
Bertha has one priority: get everybody back as alive as possible. If this means failing a mission, so be it. She also has an extreme dislike for using anything that could be considered dark magic, and will not, on principle, use unforgivables. That doesn’t mean she is any less ruthless, however.

Favourite Spells

• Protego – hers is a particularly powerful one that works like an all-purpose force-field. She can also use it to directly counter enemies, bouncing their spells back in their face
• Apparition – not technically a spell, but Bertha will teleport around a battlefield like nobody’s business.
• Petrificus Totalis – an oldie, but a goodie
• Animo – basically gives physical objects sentience and a desire to kill fight Bertha’s enemies.
• Animo Apis – summons bees. Yes, bees. Try duelling with a hundred of the things trying to gouge your eyes out.

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Biography

Views: so sickeningly liberal and bleeding-heart you might as well get the violins out now. Bertha does not brook prejudice of any kind and will call it out if she sees it.

History
Bertha actually had time to grow up in a world that wasn’t being taken over by ultra-powerful wizarding bigots. She is technically pure-blood, but doesn’t have much wizarding heritage, in that her mother was half-blood and her father muggle-born.

She attended Hogwarts as normal (Hufflepuff), where she was pretty accomplished across the board, particularly at Defence Against the Dark Arts, and becoming captain of the Hogwarts duelling club. Following Hogwarts, she had a fairly successful few years as a competitive duellist, frequently winning tournaments.
In her golden years, she married muggle-born Sam Ashdown: they had been in the same year and class together. When she fell pregnant, that was the end of her duelling days – for a bit. Once the baby (named Lawrence) was born, she kicked back into her career with a stint as an auror, right up to the fall of the Ministry: as a member of the Order of the Phoenix since almost its inception, she wouldn’t have been too popular sticking around. At that point (1991), she immediately packed that in, in order to go teach Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, the last refuge from Voldemort’s influence.

When Sam was killed during Order activity, Bertha retreated from combat for about six months: when she returned to the Order, she found them exhausted and weary. Correctly seeing no future for the Order, she joined the Ashes, whose leader she presumably knew, and, when Hogwarts fell, joined the Ashes full-time.

The War has taken everything from Bertha, including her husband (killed in battle), her parents (murdered), and her son, about whom she does not speak.

Wand
Oak, fourteen inches, unicorn hair, unyielding

Patronus
A motherflipping rhino.

[Jig]

Larry Dale

Basic Information

Name: Larry Dale (Lawrence Ashdown)

Age: 29
Gender: Male

Marked? tbc

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Appearance

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Skills and Talents

Overall Role
Communications, intel, espionage, tech, revolutionary extraordinaire. Currently not a member of the Ashes, but is travelling alone, broadcasting news about what the Death Eaters are doing and information about how to keep safe/fight back.

Talents

• Slipperiness. Larry is a hard man to kill, not least because he's so good at escaping
• Standard all-purpose defensive charms for not being discovered
• Magical and muggle tech
• Booby traps and (Ministry-proof) portkeys
• Fast magic, including a range of standard curses as well as some legit dark magic designed for distracting and incapacitating rather than actually killing
• Basically immune to the Imperius Curse (now)

Weaknesses

• Larry is a coward. He is determined only from positions of security, and, when threatened, will pretty much do anything to survive.
• Untrained. His education and career have actually been not focussed on magic, so everything he knows, he knows from experience or developed himself, resulting in flaws in technique and huge gaps in his knowledge.
• Weak magic. He's not well-trained, so his spells aren't really very powerful.
• Duelling. He has never been in a legit duel in his life. He's thrown a few spells and run away, but he's never had to genuinely take anybody on.
• People. He hasn't directly worked with people in a loooong time.

Favourite Spells

Standard-issue spells:

• Bombarda - if in need of an opportunity to escape, blow stuff up
• Confundus charm - if in need of an opportunity to escape, make the enemy stupid
• Flagrante curse - part of his standard arsenal of booby traps
• Homenum Revelio - when scoping out a new location, this is pretty vital
• Standard area-fortifying charms

Larry's own inventions/discoveries:

• Undetectable portkeys - apparently, when muggle technology like a micro chip is turned into a portkey, the Ministry can't detect it. Probably not common knowledge.
• Diffindo Corpus (dark) - like diffindo (the cutting/severing charm), but intended to be used on, well, people. It's dark magic, akin to Sectumsempra, but aims for area of impact rather than depth of damage. Larry tries to aim for arteries, eyes, and other areas of the body that would slow somebody down
• Fumos corporealis (dark) - what's better than having a smokescreen when trying to make a getaway? Try a smokescreen that has a physical form (and likes grabbing people by the throat). Yeah, that'll probably help do the trick.

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Biography

Views
Larry loves muggle-culture to the point of being patronising. In a different climate, you’d call it cultural appropriation.

History
Lawrence, as was, was born to Sam and Bertha Ashdown in 1979, two loving parents who were perhaps just ever-so-slightly busy with trying to bring down Lord Voldemort with the Order/Auror Office respectively. Either way, while they all cherished the time they spent together, there was precious little of it.

Lawrence went to Hogwarts as normal for technically pure-blooded kids (Ravenclaw), where he proceeded to develop a great fondness for the hands-off subjects, like, particularly, Muggle Studies, History of Magic, Potions, and Arithmancy, which he took to NEWT level. Perhaps in a bid to promote active respect for muggles, Lawrence was made prefect for Ravenclaw in his fifth year, which was an odd choice by all accounts, because, although not necessarily disliked, Lawrence was something of a willing outcast, judgemental of others and uninterested by them in the same token.

When Lawrence left Hogwarts, he rushed immediately to the politics of the Ministry of Magic, seeking, naively, to end the increasing persecution of muggles through democratic processes. He was taken under the wing of the political leader of the pro-muggle movement, Alder Curie, who spotted his keen mind and creativity: together, they managed to sort-of unify the pro-muggle movement in the face of all opposition, with Alder making waves in the Ministry itself, and Lawrence discovering his gift for PR, acting as Alder’s spin-doctor and writing particularly biting articles in whatever newspaper would dare print them.

Then, things went a bit wrong (1989). The pro-muggle movement had always expected ‘difficulties’ (like, assassination attempts), but, when Alder Curie himself was assassinated, they decided, largely, to disband. Lawrence, naively, was undeterred and led what was left of the movement himself. Shortly after that, they got him.

Instead of killing him, the Ministry, like Alder, saw in him a kind of passion and creativity they wanted to persuade people that muggles were, indeed, the scum of the earth – and having a high-profile ‘convert’ was, of course, a plus. Having hit him with the Imperius Curse (1990), they set him to work as a journalist for The Daily Prophet to begin with, becoming an official government spokesperson after five years of being under the influence.

The curse lasted a staggering seven years. The Death Eaters he was used to soliciting with had perhaps even forgotten he was only cursed, so, when he finally threw off the curse, he quietly slipped away into the night.

After a few weeks unsure what to do with himself, in between avoiding the Death Eaters’ pursuit, he began to travel the country and broadcast with a radio that he essentially built himself from an old muggle wireless and some magical assistance. He still broadcasts a regular show under the pseudonym Larry Dale, alerting people opposed to Voldemort of any news he has uncovered and urging them to not give up hope.

Wand
Oak, nine inches, augurey feather, bendy

Patronus
A fluffy bit of silvery rubbishness, if he's lucky.

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[Pirouette]

Erin Murdock

Name
Erin Murdock

Age
Twenty-Seven Years

Gender
Female

Marked?
No
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Appearance



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Skills and Talents

Overall Role
•Healer

Talents
A matron of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, Erin specializes in healing charms and spells to cure even the most complex of afflictions. She is calm under pressure which is vital to giving a witch or wizard the best chance at being unjinxed, healed, or revived. Erin also has proficiency in potion brewing but only through repetition of various brews that cure ailments. You can try to put her up to experimental or complex brews but there is no guarantee that she can succeed.

Weaknesses
Erin is not very bright outside of her healing abilities. Although being a bit daft isn't so bad, it does have its disadvantages. She can easily be outwitted or tricked by a cunning Death-Eater and that includes the dueling as well. Her dueling ability is a bit lackluster, too, and it should be noted that Erin should not be depended upon for significant duels.

Favourite Spells
Brackium Emendo- Mends bones
Episkey- Heals minor injuries
Tergeo- Siphons Liquid
Vulnera Sanentur- Slows blood flow, clears residue, and knits wounds
Aguamenti/Aqua Eructo- Water producing spell/ Water blasting spell
Expulso- A non-fire producing explosion

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Biography

Views
Doesn't feel too strongly about muggles to like them but she doesn't actively dislike them either. The reason she felt so strongly about joining the Ashes is because she feels strongly about Muggleborn rights. They should have a chance just like any pureblood.

History
The Murdock House, located in Ireland, had been a pureblooded family for generations until Erin's grandfather married a Muggleborn. They had six children, including Erin's father who went on to marry another Muggleborn to produce an only daughter, Erin. This progression and the rise of Voldemort has caused the Murdock house to divide and fight amongst itself as relatives disagreed on their stance throughout the war. Some left to join the Death-Eaters, others went into hiding, and very few joined against the Death-Eaters.

For a time, Erin quietly lived her life as a healer at St. Mungo's. She had attended Hogwarts and scoring well in her Charms and Potions N.E.W.Ts, she was happily accepted into St. Mungo's, even though she would have preferred something more exciting back then. Of course she never wanted any of this excitement because just under a year ago, Erin lost both her grandfather, grandmother, and father to the Death-Eaters. Her mother lives on in hiding but Erin dares not write her own mother in fear of exposing her.

Perhaps fed up with all the casualties of war, or maybe even seeking revenge, Erin followed the mummers of the Ashes and eventually joined them. Wanting this all to be over with.

Wand
Willow, Unicorn Hair, 10.5, Swishy

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Drew Callaghan

Basic Information

Name: Drew Callaghan
Age: 31

Gender: Male

Marked? No

Appearance

Drew is 6 feet and 2 inches tall. He is of a medium build, leaning on the larger side, and is moderately well toned. Aside from his grey eyes and heightened stature, he doesn't stand out too terribly from others.

Skills and Talents

Overall Role: Saboteur

Talents, in order from best to decent:
Arithmancy/Ancient Runes
Warding charms
Charms
Hexes and Curses
Potions

Weaknesses:
Generally terrible at transfiguration, and has very little knowledge of healing spells and counter-spells outside of the counters for the spells he prefers.

Favourite Spells:
Insidiantura - Trapping Charm. Can be modified with different effects - timed or triggered, or release poison or an explosion, for example.
Diffindo - Severing Charm
Epoximise - Sticking Charm
Patronus Charm
Disillusionment Charm
Protego Maxima - A charm that can protect both an area or an individual
Fianto Duri - A charm that strengthens objects, particularly other shield charms.
Glacium - A charm that freezes an object instantaneously
Repello - a Charm that pushes or repels an object.
Bombarda - Exploding Curse.

Biography

Views
Drew is ambivalent about muggleborn and muggles. He sees them as other people, and now they are people that must be protected from Voldemort. Has a particular interest in muggle machinery, as well, and his analytic mind helps him understand both machines and magical constructs.

History
Drew Callaghan was a pureblood from a moderately wealthy family, though was nowhere near the wealth of the Noble Families. Born on February 12th, 1968, Drew led a normal life in magical Britain until his second year at Hogwarts, when Lily and James Potter were killed and the prophecy revealed. His parents preferred to stay neutral between the Ministry and Voldemort. Sorted into Slytherin, he found that his views differed dramatically from many others in his house. As a result of this, he had more friends outside of Slytherin than in. What few friends he made he kept considerably close, and he was loyal to them almost to a fault.

Following his graduation, his parents found that the environment in Britain was becoming too hostile, with Death Eaters pressuring them to join. They instead chose to flee, to where even Drew does not know. He refused to leave, frustrated with the state of magical Britain. He worked at the Ministry, learning what he could about the opposition. Following the raid by the Order of the Phoenix, Drew decided to find them out and join. Once the Muggleborn Registration Act was signed, Drew quit his job and joined the Order, a stash of money saved up for the years to come.

His contribution has always been to keep an eye on the movement of Death Eaters, and to lay traps in advance of raids. His study of Runes and Arithmancy let him carve patterns into objects, and then cast spells onto it to hold the effect until they are triggered. Using this, Drew can harm, disable, and even kill Death Eaters before they have a chance to react. He also goes after shipments and supplies of stores that are known to aid Death Eaters.

Wand: Cherry Wood with a Dragon Heartstring core. 10 and a quarter inches. Slightly bendable, very sturdy.

[Kirah]

Kyle

Basic Information

Name: Kyle McCarthy

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Marked? No

Appearance:

Skills and Talents

Overall Role
Heavy

Talents

*Protego (he's been able to cast a decent shield since he got his wand, blame his sister)

*DADA

*Animaugus - Panther

*Transfiguration (clearly)

*Some healing picked up from being on the field

Weaknesses

*He's useless on Muggle tech.

*Meh on Potions, passing in school but hasn't touched it since

*Kyle has a need to protect. He'll always be the last to retreat to make sure everyone get's out okay. This has gotten him close to being killed a far amount of times.

Favourite Spells

*Protego
*Confringo (Blasting Curse)
*Defodio (Gouging Spell)
*Deletrius (Eradication Spell)
*Episkey (His only healing spell)

Biography

Views
He is protective over Muggleborns and Muggles. A part of him still sees Muggles as inferior, but he is getting better about it. When it comes to creatures he knows better than to get on the bad side of Goblin, but he does believe house elves like being subservient and therefore that is where they belong.

History
Kyle comes from a family of Slytherins. They all supported Voldemort from the beginning. Kyle though broke out of that cycle. His childhood had been a series of dangerous and deadly pranks to train him for a war he had wanted no part in. He learned the spell Protego before any others. Growing up in the middle of a war Kyle became hard and wary. He started collecting dark detectors and had moved out of his family's home by the time he was 16 and started training to be an Auror, once he was of age. After the attack on the office he left seeing that it was too dangerous to be against Voldemort and working in the ministry "You're too visible". He has spent the last ten years doing what he could for the Order (until they fell), he was one of the first to join The Ashes.

Wand
Blackthorn, 11 2/5, stiff, pheonix feather

Patronus
Panther

Mia Dubois

Basic Information

Name:Mia/Marcus Dubois

Age: 26

Gender: What day of the week is it? Gender Fluid, usually female though.

Marked? No

Appearance
Whatever she feels like, but her “I’m being Mia Dubois” is a petite blonde with blue eyes, her hair normally mid back length. If she’s being Marcus she prefers a taller, vaguely bean stalkish look, with dark blonde hair.

Skills and Talents

Overall Role
Spy (She's a Metamorphmagus)

Talents
Blending in. Really she's very good at not being noticed.

Weaknesses
Mia can’t cast jinxes, hexes or curses. She has learned how to use charms defensively but in a true duel she’s useless. Maybe that's why she's a pacifist, or maybe she can't cast them because she is a pacifist.

Favourite Spells

*Diffindo (Severing Charm)
*Confundo (Confundus Charm)
*Avis (Bird-Conjuring Charm)
*Disillusionment Charm
*Finite Incantatem (General Counter-Spell)

Biography

Views
Having grown up in a mixed family, she is totally fine with both Muggles and Muggle born. When it comes to creatures she's a bit more open than most, though not as heavy about it as Hermione was.

History
Mia was raised in a mixed household that held onto the traditions of both families, be they magical or muggle. It wasn’t the best childhood, but who can say they had a perfect one. She wasn’t allowed to go to muggle school like her siblings because she was a security risk. A younger Mia was a show off, an older Mia while still excited and in love with her powers knows when it is appropriate.

Mia went to Beauxbatons, but if she had been at Hogwarts she would have been in Ravencalw her love for knowledge and understanding being her key trait. After she graduated she was thrust into a world that was hating her and those like her. She couldn’t stand it.

When Hogwarts fell three years ago Mia moved to Britain. Mia felt that someone had to help the children that didn’t get evacuated. She took some time getting to know the families and gaining their trust before they allowed her into their homes. She started shifting between houses of children that wanted to still learn from other than their parents. Mia helped as much as she could.

Until the fall of the Order, Mia worked closely with several of the members, considered a member by most of the Order. Mia herself didn’t see herself as a vigilante though and never wanted to join the Ashes.

Wand
Mia has several wands for different disguises. Her main wand though is Unicorn hair, Hazel, Flexible, 10 inches even. (This wand is her 2nd one, her first having been broken. It isn't as good as her first)

Patronus
Snail

[Lord Wyron]

Viktor von Gesner

Viktor von Gesner

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Basic Information

Name:
Viktor von Gesner

Age:
33

Gender:
Male

Marked?
Viktor is Unmarked

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Appearance

A tall, broad shouldered man with piercing silvery-blue eyes and a thick head of chestnut brown hair, Viktor gives off an air of dark elegance and cool formality at almost all times. Standing at 5'11" his physique, though not overtly muscular, is well-toned and defined, giving him a trim yet athletic build. His skin is light, almost overly so, clear of blemish aside from a long scar that runs across his neck.

Perhaps considered 'vintage' for this day in age, Viktor ensures his choice of clothing remains austere and formal. Favoring dark, caliginous colors, Viktor's typical attire consists of either a black overcoat or sports coat over a dark dress shirt & waistcoat combo with matching suit pants, slightly dusted black leather shoes, and a black leather silver-buckled belt. In any outfit he's seen wearing, he keeps a dark-colored scarf neatly tucked into his collar and usually dons a pair of black leather gloves, more for appearance's sake than actual utility. As an added accessory, he keeps a silver fob watch and chain engraved with the Slytherin symbol tucked into his waistcoat pocket.

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Example Outfits

Example Outfit One

Example Outfit Two

Example Outfit Three

Example Outfit Four

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Skills and Talents

Overall Role:
Historian & Librarian - Far more than just a simple desk job, Viktor's role within the Ashes is to track down and recover magical artifacts, tomes, scrolls, and even charmed objects that could potentially be used for evil before returning them to Rosaline Hall, where he subsequently studies and archives the object as a safeguard from Death Eaters.

Talents:

• Magic - A skilled and capable warlock, Viktor shows expertise in Charms, Transfiguration, Potions, and Defensive magic, most of which he is capable of casting nonverbally. Viktor performs his spellwork with a certain amount of grace and dexterity, moving almost as a dancer would. He also prides himself with his speed, being able to cast a volley of spells rather effectively while maintaining composure.
• Legilimency - An essential branch of magic due to his position within the Ashes, Viktor was taught the obscure art of Legilimency by his uncle, Vincent during his adolescence as a "family tradition" of sorts, branching back to the Von Gesners' early history of talented Occlumens and Legilimens. Becoming quite the master at the ability, Viktor frequently uses Legilimency when on missions to probe the minds of others so as to gain information regarding various artifacts he may be searching for. It also serves as a helpful boon in battle, though he may have a hard time against a practiced Occlumens.
• Animagus - An unregistered Animagi, Viktor can transform himself into a large raven at will, using this ability for both concealment and potential observation under disguise.
• Cunning & Manipulation - True to being a Slytherin, Viktor is a very cunning and shrewd individual, supplemented by his silver tongue and cleverness. He frequently will adopt a somewhat suave and elegant persona when on missions, studying individuals and manipulating them subtly for the Ashes benefit, oftentimes using Legilimency to get a base concept of their thoughts and emotions before developing a suitable plan. When outside missions, Viktor retains his elegance and charisma, but also shows himself to be very organized, pensive and calculating, a method behind his debonaire. Viktor is also incredibly goal-oriented, using whatever means necessary in order to accomplish them - even if it's through controversial or contentious means.
• Scholarly Pursuits - Being the resident Librarian and scholar of the Ashes, as well as a man of many travels, Viktor displays a vast amount of knowledge in various fields of study, ranging from basic alchemy and first aid to advanced knowledge of the Dark Arts. Viktor is constantly searching for new knowledge, and thus can often be found reading in his spare times. Viktor is not opposed towards sharing knowledge with others should they ask, though his enigmatic personality and tendency towards solitude make such opportunities few and far between.

Weaknesses:

• Dueling - Though a skilled wizard in his own right, Viktor has little training or experience when it comes to outright dueling another witch or wizard as his focus is shifted more towards the procuring of objects or the manipulation of individuals. Viktor is centered on ending a duel as quickly as possible, even through unfair or outright cowardly means, including Apparating behind his foe to send a finishing move. As such, he is especially weak at long, drawn-out battles where there's little room for cunning or trickery.
• Pragmatism - Perhaps Viktor's worst trait is his tendency to see the "big-picture", looking at long-term goals and effects as opposed to seeing things in the more short term. As a result, he has no problem sacrificing a dozen Wizards or Muggles if it means saving a hundred. This can make him indifferent or seemingly uncaring towards the feelings of others as he'll risk the anger or hatred of others if it means producing long-term beneficial results.
• Secrecy - Viktor is a highly secretive individual, never seeming to fully give away his plans or tactics to anyone. Though his loyalty is without question, one can rather easily tell that there's more to him than he gives off. He never discusses his past, always keeps others at arm's length and retains an air of mystery, seeming to prefer things that way. Because of this, Viktor has a hard time trusting other people, wary of their true intentions. As such, it can be difficult to call him dependable or truthful unless one fully comprehends his loyalty to the Ashes.

Favourite Spells:

• Apparition - Effectively teleports the caster to almost any location or distance, though the farther the distance, the more difficult it is to Apparate.
• Memory Charm (Oblivate) - A charm that can be used to erase memories from an individual's minds. Typically used only for a specific memory.
• Killing Curse (Avada Kedavra) - Considered the worst of the Three Unforgivable Curses, the Killing Curse causes those who are hit by it to die instantaneously, with no way to block the spell, even with a Shield Charm.
• Disarming Charm (Expelliarmus) - A charm that, when cast, will disarm the victim of whatever they were holding.
• Wand-Lighting Charm (Lumos) - A charm that causes the tip of the user's wand to glow brightly, much like a torch.
• Shield Charm (Protego) - A charm that creates a magical barrier to deflect physical entities and spells.
• Summoning Charm (Accio) - A charm that caused an object at a distance from the caster to fly into their arms.
• Stunning Spell (Stupefy) - A charm that can launch victims back,rendering them unconscious when struck and can halt moving objects.
• Revealing Charm (Aparecium) - A charm that, when cast, forces invisible ink or other hidden messages to appear. It is also possible this spell can be used to make other invisible things reveal themselves.
• Patronus Charm (Expecto Patronum) - An incredibly powerful defensive charm that, when used at the advanced level, can summon a corporeal 'spirit guardian' animal that is unique depending on the user. In Viktor's case, his Patronus is that of a raven.

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Biography

Views
Viktor's personal views, while definitely deviating from the norm, do not necessarily conform to typical Slytherin ideals. Though being a Pure-Blood, Viktor holds no ideal of Pure-Blood supremacy and doesn't discriminate against Half-Bloods in the slightest, though he is prone to the belief that being a Pure-Blood does garner more natural magical talent.

He treats creatures such as House Elves, Centuars, and Werewolves with general indifference, showing no exceptional favor or prejudice towards them, though he has an ample amount of knowledge in regards to magical creatures, giving him a much more educated outlook on such creatures.

Viktor finds Gryffindors or those who display similar traits to Gryffindors as exasperating. Their tendency towards reckless abandon, random acts of bravery, and impulsiveness manage to frustrate him more than he'd like to admit. Nevertheless, Viktor does not allow such frustrations to cloud his judgement and he will work together with such "brave folk" without complaint.

Viktor views both good and dark magic as being one and the same, with what is considered 'evil' dependent on the caster. He views Curses, Hexes, Jinxes and even the Unforgivables as simply facets of magic as a whole, as it all comes from the same source. Despite this view, he holds Lord Voldemort and the Death Dealers with the utmost disgust.

History
Viktor von Gesner remembers very little, if anything about his early life except for the fact his father left before he was born, that he was raised by his grandfather for some amount of time before landing in the care of his uncle, Vincent Gessneri, living in a secluded two-story house in Scotland.

A naturally curious and imaginative boy, Viktor would oftentimes ask his uncle questions about his heritage, only to receive cryptic or dodgy answers, finding out only that his family was very wealthy and very broken. As a result, Viktor would often spend much of his spare time spinning fantastic tales about where he came from and who his family was, occupying his mind just enough to keep him from asking incessant questions.

Upon reaching the age of eleven in the year 1977, Viktor was sent to his first year at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft & Wizardry, where the Sorting Hat seemed to recognize the boy by his family name almost immediately, spending a good thirty seconds before finally sorting him into Slytherin, where he was welcomed with rather open arms.

Viktor excelled in his studies, showing himself to be both ambitious and achievement-oriented, with subjects like Potions, Transfiguration, History of Magic, Charms, and Defence Against the Dark Arts quickly proving to be his favorite and most skilled subjects. During the summer, Vincent could see how much the boy resembled his family in demeanor and mind, a twinge of dread in his heart as he feared Viktor may follow the same dark path as his household had before his birth.

By the time Viktor had entered his fifth year of school, news had been spread that Lily Potter, James Potter and their infant son Harry were murdered in their own house by Lord Voldemort before gifted Aurors, Frank and Alice Longbottom met the same fate with their son, Neville. Shortly after this, Lord Voldemort unveiled a Prophecy, a Prophecy that seemingly defeated all chances of defeating the Dark Lord.

When Viktor had finished his Seventh Year at Hogwarts and graduated as a fully-fledged wizard, things went from bad to worse as the Death Eaters raided Diagon Alley, killing many, with the Wizarding World suffering a more critical hit when the Book of Names was stolen, resulting in the death of many Muggle-Born Wizards -- including Viktor's uncle.

By the time 1989 rolled around, Viktor did his best to stay inconspicuous, working a desk job at Gringott's Wizarding Bank while keeping an ear out for more information as time passed on. However, when the Ministry came out in full support of the Dark Lord by the year 1991, Viktor became something of a wanderer, a silent rebel against the Ministry and the Dark Lord, frequently assisting the fledgling Ashes as a courier and informant, using his skills in magic and Anigamus status to remain obscure.

However, recent events of which he will not speak of caused Viktor to join on full time as the Ashes' official Historian and Librarian, a job that meant far more than simply shelving books... Viktor von Gesner speaks nothing of his past or his history, be it out of shame, fear, or mistrust. Yet one can quite easily spot the ring that stays permanently wrapped around his fourth finger.

Wand:
Dragon Heartstring, Stiff, Elm, 13"

The unfounded belief that only pure-bloods can produce magic from elm wands was undoubtedly started by some elm wand owner seeking to prove his own blood credentials, for perfect matches between elm wands and Muggle-borns are known to exist. The truth is that elm wands prefer owners with presence, magical dexterity and a certain native dignity.

Of all wand woods, elm - in the experience of Garrick Ollivander - produces the fewest accidents, the least foolish errors, and the most elegant charms and spells; these are sophisticated wands, capable of highly advanced magic in the right hands (which, again, makes it highly desirable to those who espouse the pure-blood philosophy).

[Shadowcatcher]

Blake Maeveen

Character Template

Basic Information

Name: Blake Maeveen

Age: 30

Gender: Female

Marked?: Blake was marked against her will a few years after graduating from Hogwarts

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Appearance

Blake is a tall and thin, model-like woman. She stands at a height of 5'10 without her small one inch heels she normally wears. Her hair is a natural looking platinum blonde that often falls down her back, nestled between her shoulder blades. Her eyes round, sporting the brightet sky blue you've ever seen. She often dresses in formal wear, wearing all black and expensive looking dresses that typically would be worn during a funeral or something.

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Skills and Talents

Overall Role:

• Spy - Her casual and carefree demeanor along with her ability to blend in among wizards and muggles alike, make her one of the best spies. She knows various spells and potions that enhance her sensory perception skills, and is quite witty. She is able to talk herself out of many bad situations, but is well equipped to defend herself and others if need be.

Talents:

• Spying/Information Collecting - She boasts that she can find information about even the most enigmatic people, place, or objects.
• Animagus - She can transform herself into a cat at will. Appears small, black with blue eyes. (Shown Here)
• Manipulative - Blake has a way about her... she always gets what she wants. At times she can be quite scary when something she wants, or information, is witheld from her.
• Artistic - Blake has a deep appreciation for beauty and art. She is an amazing painter and sketcher. She can also play the piano.

Weaknesses:

• Easily Distracted - She has an attention span that rivals one of a rabid squirrel. If she is not interested in a topic, she wont stick around to hear about it.
• Annoyingly Blunt - Blake has no barrier between her brain and her mouth. What she is thinking usually rolls off her tongue before she realizes it.
• Childish - Though she is an adult and is capable of behaving as such, whenever she gets the chance to goof off or do something silly, she'll take advantage of it. Often times it takes a while for her to grasp the seriousness of the situation.
• Lazy - It takes a bit of bribing for her to peel herself off a comfy chair and do something usefull.
• Pyromaniac - She likes to see things set on fire.

Favourite Spells:

• Accio - Summons an object to the caster
• Alohomora - Unlocks doors
• Colloportus - Locks doors
• Confringo - Causes anything that the spell meets to burst into flames
• Crucio - Causes intense pain to the one it is cast on
• Disillusionment Charm - Causes the target to blend in with his/her surroundings like a chameleon
• Fumos - A defensive spell that creates a dark cloud of smoke
• Homenum Revelio - Reveals any human presence that may be hidden in the area
• Immobulus - Renders a living target immobile
• Supersensory - Allows the caster to have enhanced senses

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Biography

Views
Blake is an extremely quirky woman with a serene disposition and many eccentric beliefs and qualities. Often described as a 'child at heart', she is a complete nonconformist; she lacks a barrier between her brain and mouth, as a result, is not afraid to speak her mind and show who she truly is. Often times she will do random odd things such as talk to herself or turn away during the middle of a conversation. Despite having the attention span of a rabid squirrel, Blake is also highly intelligent and unusually perceptive of others feelings and thoughts. Her demeanor and voice are often distant and dreamy, and she will drift away from a conversation she does not find interesting. She has an uncanny way of making others uncomfortable by being bluntly honest, or rather embarrassingly honest. She is completely unflappable and rarely seems anxious or under stress, even under difficult circumstances. Blake is very good at comforting others when she wants to and is usually quite a joy to be around due to her humorous nature. She has extremely well-developed senses, and an aesthetic appreciation for beauty. She's not interested in leading or controlling others. She is flexible and open-minded about other people lives, traditions, stories, etc.. She is also original and very creative and enjoys living in the present moment.

Blake is the type of woman who appears to have a naive look on life and the world around her. She has a deep respect for all living creatures and accepts those who are good and evil, often speaking about balance in all things. Though she enjoys being around people from all walks of life, she would rather spend time alone with only her thoughts. The darkness that has descended upon the wizarding world makes her uneasy, as she feels the forces of good and evil are out of balance.

History

"When I speak about my past, it saddens me. Though, when I think of the worlds smallest violin playing in the background, I smile and the pain is not so bad."

Maeveen Manor - The Gardens - March 14th, 1981

Blake's life truly began on the night of her twelfth birthday.

The warm spring air drifted over to her as she stood in the center of her family's garden. The breeze was a welcome comfort, strong enough to bend the rows of flowers that littered the ground, made the leaves of the trees above her sway, and the fireflies that danced along the pond had to flutter their little wings harder to keep from being swept away. The red dress she wore and her long blonde hair was no match against the unforgiving wind as it blasted her, she became encased in a flurry of red and gold all at once, but her sky blue eyes stayed fixed on the cake that sat upon the single lone table in the garden. Looking at it drew a sigh from her lips. How boring and uneventful the day had been so far.

I started off just like any other day.

She woke up, brushed her hair, got dressed and went downstairs to greet her parents. They gretted her halfheartedly, not mentioning anything about her birthday or hinting that they even remembered. She didn't press, just accepted her usual breakfast of toast with marmalade and tea. It wasn't long before she was alone, the threesome going their seperate ways. Today was no school for her as it was the weekend, her mother had work early, and her father would be taking some business calls in his office down the hall. Knowing already what she was going to do, a small smile formed on the lips of the girl as she pushed up the sleeves of her sweater. She was going to make her own birthday cake today, and it would be perfect this time around. She knew it.

But first came her chores.

Sweeping, wiping down all the tables in the house, dusting, sweeping up the dust because the duster was defective, feed the cat, take lunch to her father, skip lunch, let out the cat, hide the flowers her cat half ate, put the cat back inside, tend to the garden, clean the floors where she tracked in mud, search the house for muddy paw prints and clean those too. When she was done she would bake her cake in the hopes her parents would finally realize it was her special day. Then maybe she would get that red dress she had been asking for for the longest time.

Later that day, she stood in the gardens of her home, wearing the red dress she wanted and staring at the cake she had made earlier. Somehow, she knew the dress wasn't what would make her happy today... what would have really made her happy was her parents at least pretending to want to spend five minutes with her and eat the cake she worked so hard to make. A sudden feeling of dread began to creep up on her as the wind suddenly stopped blowing and the dress along with her hair began to settle. Sky blue eyes flicked around as her head turned and she studied the difference in the space all of a sudden. There was not a single living thing moving, save for her, and the garden had fallen completely silent.

Head snapping upwards towards the sky, her eyes would spot a dark cloud drifting over her head, throwing shadows over the garden. A bit of panic started to mix in her head with her confusion as she thought a storm was about to start. She sure as hell didn't want to be outside when it happened. Reaching to her thighs and gathering up enough of the dress to free her feet, she would dash inside the house, leaving the cake there to brave the night on its own. Her golden mane flew out behind her as she dashed as fast as she could to her house. She ran like the devil himself was chasing her. There was something buried deep in her head that told her to hide every time a storm came, and for as long as she could remember, that's exactly what she had done.

Not making it even two steps into the house, she heard her father shout, toss out a few heavy curses, then scream her name in a way that made her question whether to go to him or not. She heard her mother scold him for yelling a moment later.

"BREENAAAAA!!!"

"Quiet down you, I'm trying to read."

Opening the large double doors that led to the parlor, she peeked her head in before entering and silently closing the doors behind her. "Yes father?" she answered as she stepped over to him, her feet brushing the rough carpet under the long fabric of her dress. He was standing next to the fireplace, one foot hidden in a slipper, the other bare and the slipper that belonged to that foot was in his hand. Her mother sat reclined in the love seat, her legs stretched out as she lounged and read the small book in her hand. The rims of her glasses were perched on the very tip of her nose and she balanced them there perfectly, even as she reached up and rubbed her tired eyes.

When she spoke, answering her father, his head turned and his eyes held so much anger in them that she actually took a step back.

"What the fuck is this?" he said, extending the slipper towards her. Her big blue eyes moved from his face to the shoe in his hand. She hesitated, wondering if that was a trick question. "Uh... I believe that's your slipper father. Is something wrong with it?"

"Is something wr-- I MEAN WHATS INSIDE IT!" he said, whipping the shoe at her head. She flinched and stumbled back when the shoe connected painfully to the side of her face. The ends of her dress tangled in her feet and she tripped backwards, landing on her bottom. Sighing and closing her eyes for a moment, she bit back her tears and reached out for the shoe, looking at it more closely.

"Please keep it down, honey." her mother said in a bored tone, eyes not looking up from her book for even a moment.

"She put that damn flower in my slipper on purpose! Who the hell is going to get the blood out of this carpet now huh? You?" he said, turning on her mom and crossing his arms angrily.

Looking into the slipper, she saw there was indeed a brown stem of a rose nestled inside. The rose petals crinkled and fell off as she removed the dead plant from her fathers shoe. Eyes looked up at him angrily and she spoke out before her mind caught her tongue. "I didn't put this in here you idiot!" she said, half shouting to defend herself. Before she could blink, he had stepped over to her, reached down and grabbed her by her hair, yanking her up so hard her neck cracked. She whimpered as she was lifted so high only her big toes brushed against the rough carpet beneath their feet.

Suddenly a force, much like a large gust of wind, blasted into the room, the large double doors flying open and crashing against the wall with a loud bang. The sound drew all three pairs of eyes towards the doors where a woman dressed in all black was standing, looking positively pissed and amused all at once.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, you worthless muggle." she said, stepping into the room as though she owned the place. Her dark eyes traveled around the room, her features turning into one that showed obvious disgust. "I see why it was so hard to find you, now. You were placed out here... with a pair of filthy muggles... She paused in her walking and looked back at the three who stared at her with wide eyes, keeping her distance as if they held some disease. "Well? Let her go worthless filth!" she suddenly shouted, her voice becoming high pitched and hysterical.

The hand on her hair suddenly was released and she fell back down on her bottom, staring up at her father as he turned on the strange woman. "Who the hell are you!? Get the hell out of my house or I'll phone the-"

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" the woman shouted, hand whipping out and a seeming to shoot a green light out at her father. He flew back and hit the wall, falling into a heap. Her eyes widened as fear gripped the little girls throat, keeping her from screaming. Her mother, however, screamed so loud, the girl covered her ears in fright and squeezed her eyes shut. Only moments later, she was grabbed by the arm and yanked to her feet. Opening her eyes she would see her mother on the ground unmoving, and the strange woman was dragging her out the door, mumbling to herself. On instinct, she ripped her arm free and ran away from her, dashing as fast as her small feet could carry her. She made it to the garden before the woman suddenly appeared in front of her. Running into her stopped her in her tracks and she stepped away from her.

"Twelve years I searched for you. Don't think i'm letting you out of my sight now." the woman said with a shrill laugh.

"Wha-- what did you do to my parents?" she asked, tears stinging in her eyes.

"Parents? Ha! More like the scum between my toes. It almost saddens me that you've had to live with those disgusting muggles all your life."

"What-"

"Shut up!" she screeched, stepping over to her and gripping the girls chin in fingers that sported long brown nails. "Let me tell you something, you pathetic little girl. Everything you know about yourself is a lie. Those filth I disposed of in there were not your parents... nothing but a nuisance." she paused. "Tell me, what is your full name?"

Shivering in fear from head to toe, she had a hard time thinking let alone speaking. Her little lips trembled just as much as her knees did, hidden by the fabric of her dress, but she said nothing.

"ANSWER MEEE!!" the woman screamed in her face.

"B-B-Breena M-M-Maeveen"

The woman's eyes narrowed and the grip on the girls chin tightened, nails dug into her pale skin.

"Wrong. Your name is Bedegraine Black. Grand-Daughter of the late Lycoris Black... and my what a nuisance you've been to track down. No one thought the bitch had any children, which made you especially hard to find. Your real parents are still out there, somewhere, but clearly they didn't want you. Instead they dropped you here to live in this city of muggles-- disgusting!" Her hand recoiled from the girls chin and she reached into a hidden pocket of her black dress, revealing a small vial of purple liquid. "Drink this now." she said, holding the vial out to her. Taking it in shaking hands, she looked uncertain. "Need some motivation? Drink it now or I will kill you!" the woman said impatiently.

Scared out of her mind, she pulled the top of the vial off and brought it to her lips before pouring the liquid into her mouth. The drink actually tasted sweet, like honey, but with a nasty aftertaste. A moment later, she felt dizzy and the weight of her hair suddenly seemed to be too much. Touching her head and bring her hair closer to her, she could tell in the dim moonlight that the long strands were even longer, falling to her hips in dark black waves. "What have you done to me?" she asked, her knees feeling they were no longer going to support her.

"I simply-- uh oh. Did you drink the whole thing?" the woman asked, clearly amused as she watched the girl fall down. She stared up at the sky, her eyes going in and out of focus. "Bedegraine?" the woman called to her, looking down at her with a scowl.

"Dont call me that..." she said weakly.

"Hn. It is the name you were born with stupid girl." the woman said. It was then that she felt as though her body was lifted like she was floating. "Oh how much praise I'll get for finding you!" she cackled.

"Who are you...?" was her tired response

"I am Bellatrix Lestrange. The most powerful and devoted of all the Dark Lord's followers if I say so myself. Do well to remember that little girl. I imagine we will be seeing a lot of each other for quite some time."

That was the last thing she heard before consciousness slipped away from her, and her life began anew.

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In the coming months, she had learned about her true lineage, met with some distant relatives, and was placed under the supervision of Bellatrix. When she was enrolled into Hogwarts in September, she ditched her "muggle name" Breena, but also rejected to be called Bedegraine by her new family, so adopted the name Blake Maeveen and it stuck. When she got to the school, she was sorted into Ravenclaw, despite having a few characteristics of someone housed in Slytherin. This caused her to be shunned by Bellatrix and many others in her family as she didn't fit into the pattern of Slytherins. To combat this, she began to act out of character, adopting a more Slytherin like attitude and lessening the disdain she got earlier.

(Blake during her time at Hogwarts: Teenage Blake)

After graduating sucessfully, Blake was assigned to shadow Bellatrix for a number of years. Picking up quite a few of the woman's quirks such as yelling suddenly, dress style, and a fascination with watching things burn to ashes. Despite being raised by the woman ever since she was taken in, Blake had maintained the idea that all life was important. All people were equal no matter if they were pureblood or muggle born. After being marked against her will, Blake set out to break free from this family that had stolen her away and robbed her of the life she had really wanted. It took her years before she could completely separate herself from the Death Eaters, and when she did, she drank a potion that would change her dark black hair to a platinum blonde, and she ran, removing herself from them as best she could and staying under the radar.

Recently, it seemed the entire wizarding world was going to shit, and Blake, knowing firsthand the people who were bringing chaos to the world, set a new goal to personally get back at those who she was damned to call family. Mostly joining the Ashes out of personal reasons, she eventually wanted to help change the world. Though, it is sometimes unclear which side she is really on.

In 1998 Blake recieved an anonamous package that had contained Bellatrix's necklace and ring inside of it. Along with a handwritten note from the woman saying that she would always be keeping an eye on her. She still wears both pieces of jewelry today and sports a small tattoo of the letter B on her left collarbone.

Though Blake will never admit it to anyone, she is like Bellatrix in more ways than one.

Wand
Wand: 12 inch Cedar Wood Wand with a Pheonix Feather core. Does not bend in the slightest.

Whenever I meet one who carries a cedar wand, I find strength of character and unusual loyalty. My father used always to say, ‘you will never fool the cedar carrier,’ and I agree: the cedar wand finds its perfect home where there is perspicacity and perception. I would go further than my father, however, in saying that I have never yet met the owner of a cedar wand whom I would care to cross, especially if harm is done to those of whom they are fond. The witch or wizard who is well-matched with cedar carries the potential to be a frightening adversary, which often comes as a shock to those who have thoughtlessly challenged them. ~Unknown

Patronus:
DOVE - Those with this patronus are good-hearted, and expressors. They are great at expression, and what they feel and the aura they give off can be pushed onto others, causing those around the dove to feel more calm merely from their presence. They are optimistic people with a strong ambition in life, fluttering from place to place trying to give off energy to others and help out in anyway they can. Their life is their mission, and they have two many goals, to make a difference, and to be loved.

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Marcus Jacobs

Basic Information

Name
Marcus Jacobs

Age
28

Gender
Male

Marked?
Yes, on his left forearm closer to his inner elbow.

Appearance

Appearance

In Muggle clothes

Marcus does not typically wear his Death Eater mask, only when/if doing espionage missions. He stands at 6’0” with dark brown, almost black, medium length hair and lightly trimmed facial hair. He has a more runner-like build, making it easier for him to be nimble and quick on his feet.

Skills and Talents

Overall Role
Duelist

Talents
Dueling – Marcus spent time as a Death-Eater. As such, he learned quickly how to fight most effectively and how to dispatch his opponents quickly rather than drawing out a battle. He’s good with defensive spells and also, obviously, offensive spells.
Quick – Since Marcus was almost constantly fighting, he had to know how to use what spells for attacking and defending quickly. He’s very good with recognizing which spells may be coming at him and what spells he needs to use to defend such spells.
Speech Craft – While he is not very adept with actual Charm spells, Marcus is very good at speaking with people and swaying them to see from his point of view, or at least not killing him for his.

Weaknesses
Bad Past – Since he was once with the Death Eaters, people often view him as a terrible person, typically believing he is only acting as a spy for Voldemort.
Any other school of magic – While Marcus excels at defense and offensive spells, almost anything else is foreign to him. He knows a few lower skilled spells from each, but nothing special.
Deep Fear – Marcus has a deep fear of Voldemort, he will almost be paralyzed by the sight of him. While he may of fought side-by-side by him at one point, he got to see Voldemort’s power up close and personal and it’s something he does not want to encounter.
Anger – Marcus can get disturbed very easily. While he won’t explode or attack someone who wrongs him, but he will obviously be upset. He keeps it to himself mostly, trying to avoid conflict if needed, then he’ll use it in a future battle.

Favourite Spells
Allowing for both creative non-canon spells and those that are featured in the books, choose between 5 and 10 that your character uses most frequently.
Confringo (Blasting Curse)
Glacius Duo (Freezing Spell)
Incedio (Fire-making spell)
Stupefy (Stunning spell)
Expelliarmus (Disarming Charm)
Protego Duo (Sheild Charm)
Everte Statum (Throws target back, as if being thrown - can cause great pain)
Apparition

Marcus has been known to Avada Kedavra, but since leaving the Death Eaters he’s tried his best to never use it. He will only use it in dire need if his life or the lives of his friends are at stake. He does not us the other forbidden curses to any degree.
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Biography

Views
At one point in time, Marcus thought he was above Muggles and Muggleborns. But, since his joining of the Ash group, he has started to change his views, seeing them as equals and sometimes even better than himself. The only people he really has a problem with anymore are goblins, but he tries his best to be civil around them.

History
At 5 years old, Marcus was orphaned when a drunk driver hit his parents who were coming home from a date. Marcus was put in an orphanage and adopted by a Muggle family when he turned 7. Marcus attended Hogwarts as a Slytherin and graduated in 1988, 8 years before Hogwarts would be overtaken by Voldemort. In Hogwarts, he was mostly interested in the Dark Arts, taking as few classes in other subjects. After he was finished at Hogwarts, he wasn’t very sure what to do with himself. He wanted to do something with the Dark Arts though, and wanted nothing to do with Muggles. He held strong resentment towards Muggles since his parent’s death, and he even hated his foster family. Marcus had heard much of Voldemort’s infamous Death Eaters, but was never really sure about joining them. He hated Muggles, but killing them and even other wizards/witches seemed wrong to him. But one faithful day, he ran into a Death Eater and was quickly swayed and recruited. After a bit more training with the Death Eaters, he was initiated and given The Mark.
Marcus spent many years killing and fighting for the Death Eaters. To be truly accepted by Voldemort, he killed his own foster parents to show his loyalty. After 9 years of being Voldemort’s pawn, Marcus decided he had had enough. He didn’t want to kill innocent people anymore, his consciousness caught up with him, and his guilt weighed heavily on him. So he tried to flee. When he started to desert though, two lesser Death Eaters had discovered of his plan to leave. A large fight ensued and, while Marcus had won, he was injured. Nothing permanent, but it severely affected his ability to quickly get away. Before he was well enough to really get out of Voldemort’s clutches, he was encountered again by one Death Eater, a more high-ranking one than the previous two though. The Death Eater gave Marcus an ultimatum; be taken in as his prisoner and presented to Voldemort or die. Marcus didn’t need much more time to heal, so he shot at him quickly and took a hit to his shoulder before performing a quick apparition. Again, the apparition went wrong and his leg was badly damaged. He went into hiding in the woods near Hogsmead for several weeks before he was finally well enough to run again. When he finally did get up the strength to apparate again, he went in searching for people he could join to fight against Voldemort. After a year of unsuccessfully looking, he started hearing rumors of The Ashes rising up after Dumbledore’s death. Marcus quickly located them and asked to join on the spot. But he was quickly put in cuffs for his old crimes. He spent 4 months trying to convince them to let him fight with them until they finally allowed him to. Thus Marcus joined The Ashes, eager to fight and destroy the Death Eaters he once fought side-by-side with.

Wand
Ebony wood, 12 ¼ inches, Dragon Heartstring core, Slightly yielding flexibility

Wand Appearance

Except black instead of brown

Extra Information
Marcus holds his wand differently than most. Instead of holding it as an extension of his arm, he holds it between his middle and ring fingers on his right hand, with the tip of the wand pointing it back. He believes it makes casting spells quicker, but the spells are weaker. He switches to holding it normally when he wishes to fire a spell more powerfully.

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Alora Caldwell

Name: Alora Caldwell

Age: 39
Gender: Female

Appearance



Alora is thirty-nine years old, and the years have taken their toll a bit. Her long brown hair has silver streaks in it due to stress. She also has several scars from battles and being on the run. She has bags under her eyes, as well as worry lines. However, there are times her natural beauty can show through, but not often these days. She stands at five foot six, and tends towards thin these days.

Overall Role
Mediwitch

Talents
Alora plays around with Tarot cards, from time to time, mostly to tell if she needs to run or not. She was pretty good at transfiguration magic at Hogwarts. She did get a fully rounded education, since she was in the same year as the Potters. She does have some muggle skills, like rope tying, fire starting, and how to make a camp. She also is an animagus.

Weaknesses
Alora doesn't play well with others at times, seeing as she is very shy and didn't have many friends at Hogwarts, and then some of the people in her year got killed. She also doesn't know how to do her own laundry. She just buys new clothing all the time. She also does not sleep a lot due to nightmares, so she can occasionally nod off at times.

Favourite Spells
Obliviate (Memory wipe spell)
Ferula (Creates splints)
Vulnera Sanentur (Heals deep cuts)
Reparifors (Helps with magic induced aillments)
Episkey (Minor healing spell, for split lips to broken noses)

Biography
Views
Alora was raised by a muggle born father, and pureblood mother, so her views were interesting. However, over time she came to be pro-Muggle, and helped fight Voldemort. She has a deep sympathy for any creatures that suffer under Voldemort's rule, as she loves all magical creatures.

History
Alora was born June 22nd, 1960, along with her twin sister Melissa. They were raised by their parents Charlotte and George Caldwell. Their last name came from their mother, since the Caldwells were supposedly a long family line of witches and wizards. Their father, George, however, is muggle born, so he tried to instill a love of muggle things in his daughters. Alora was receptive to this, while her sister, not so much.

At 11 they were both accepted to Hogwarts. Alora was sorted into Hufflepuff, while her sister was sorted into Slytherin, surprising the whole family. Alora kept mostly to herself in school, while her sister flaunted her pureblood status, and made friends with Snape, Maggie McCarthy and Alistiar. It came as no surprise years later when Melissa joined the Death Eaters. However, when both Alora and Melissa were eighteen, Melissa was killed on one of her first missions out by an Auror. Alora, who was working at the Ministry at this time, found it no surprise that her sister was dead, and had no grief for the sister she considered a traitor. She worked quietly for the Ministry for a few years as well as the Order of the Pheonix, till the Potters and Longbottoms were murdered. At that point, she quit both the Ministry and the Order to be with her parents. This did not last long, as in 1983 her parents were both murdered for being muggle supporters by a pair of Death Eaters. Alora had been out shopping, by pure luck, and found the burning house when she returned. At that point, she started running and hiding, but gave aid where she could. She eventually found the Ashes and offered her services as a Mediwitch.

Wand

Dragonheart string core, with oak wood, and 9 inches long. She's had that wand since she bought it at Ollivander's when she was 11.

Animagus:
Alora can turn into a mouse. She has used this many times on the run. It made sense for her to be a mouse, seeing how quiet they are, and how they hide.

Patronus:
Also a mouse.

Luther Cunningham

Luther Cunningham

Basic Information

Name: Luther Cunningham

Age: 32

Gender: Male

Marked?: Yes

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Appearance

Images

Luther is a respectably large man, weighing 250 lb (113 kg) at 6'0 (1.8 m). He is fairly muscular compared to the average wizard, at the cost of some wand finesse. He has dull blue eyes and a blond faux hawk, with a light beard; more than stubble, but not long enough to truly be considered a beard. He has a dragon fang piercing in his right ear, and a celtic tattoo on his left arm, which ends at his elbow. Beneath this is the Dark Mark, branded on him by the Dark Lord. Being a wizard, he rarely wears anything more interesting than a standard wizard's robe.

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Skills and Talents

Overall Role: Spy

Talents

• Being stronger than most wizards, Luther excels in close-quarters combat. Who needs a wand when you have fists?
• Luther is especially adept at curses, but unlike what would be expected of a Death Eater, he will very rarely use an Unforgivable Curse, only as an absolute last resort.

Weaknesses

• Although he may be stronger than most, he is not the best with a wand. He can be trusted for most things, but in a situation where stealth and/or precision are key, you probably shouldn't trust Luther with the job.
• Luther cares about his sister, Lilly, perhaps too much - he values her life more than his, and would gladly do anything for her. This could easily be used against him as he would never do anything that would lead to her being hurt, if he had a choice.

Favourite Spells

• The Fire-Making Spell (Incendio)
• The Blasting Curse (Confringo)
• The Reductor Curse (Reducto)
• The Human-Presence-Revealing Spell (Homenum Revelio)
• The Memory Charm (Obliviate)
• The Full Body Bind Curse (Petrificus Totalus)
• The Imperius Curse (Imperio)

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Biography

Views
In his early life, Luther held a bitter hatred for Muggles, owing to his father. Later in life he began to see the error of his ways, and has since become significantly more tolerant of Muggles/Muggleborns, although he still has his “moments” from time to time. Luther has no significant opinions in regards to magical creatures, half-breeds, etc.

History
Luther was born the child of a witch, Lucille Cunningham, and a muggle, Arthur McKinley. Luther, being a Halfblood, had of course grown up with a Muggle father, Arthur. His mother, Lucille, had hidden her magic from him until Luther received his acceptance letter to Hogwarts, and she had no choice but to tell him. Arthur was stunned, and soon "realized" that most of the bad things that happened to him were because of their magic (or rather, attributed everything to them instead of accepting things for what they really were) and grew increasingly resentful, and this left Luther with a poor view of Muggles. Him being sorted into Slytherin only further aided in his dislike against Muggles, as the children of Death Eaters indoctrinated Luther in the same beliefs that their fathers had taught them. The only exception that Luther made for his beliefs was his sister, Lilly.
Shortly after returning home from his first year in Hogwarts, Luther was slapped for taking his wand out of his trunk by his intoxicated father, and in retaliation Luther set him on fire with Incendio, causing third-degree burns. He received a warning from the Ministry of Magic for performing underage magic, and soon after Luther and his mother moved out, and lived in Godric's Hollow for the duration of Luther's time in Hogwarts. Luther also adopted his mother's maiden name, Cunningham, in an effort to remove everything connecting him to his father. Immediately after finishing his final year at Hogwarts he became a Death Eater, and his view on Muggles remained the same until his sister's imprisonment. His loyalty made the Dark Lord favor him, and Luther was branded with the Dark Mark.
When the Muggleborn Registration Act was established, Cunningham helped his younger, bastard sister, Lilly, go into hiding for although she happened to have magical blood like him (perhaps Arthur was a Squib and nobody knew it?), she was a product of an affair between Luther's father and a mistress, making her Muggleborn. The Dark Lord eventually found out about this betrayal, however, and made sure that Luther was present when she was sentenced to life in Azkaban on account of being Muggleborn, in addition to evading the Dark Lord. After witnessing his sister, who he was very close to, dragged away by Dementors to be taken to Azkaban, Luther's allegiance to the Dark Lord was shattered. How could he have any loyalty to someone who'd put his innocent, fragile sister into Azkaban?
He began to see the Dark Lord for what he truly was; a monster. Not only did he realize that the Dark Lord was a monster, but he realized that just because his father was a terrible person, that didn't make all Muggles bad. Although at times he still has moments of Pureblood supremacy (old habits die hard), for the most part he has become far more tolerant and respecting of Muggleborns and Muggles alike. He heard rumors that the Order still exists in some form, and made it his duty to find them, and join them to put an end to the Dark Lord's run of terror, and rescue Lilly from Azkaban before she becomes the lifeless shell that Dementors are so famous for creating.
Before long, Luther managed to find the Ashes. It wasn’t easy, but after arranging a meeting and being questioned, he was able to have a conversation with Ronan and earned his tentative trust, although the same can’t be said for all of the Ashes. This is understandable, of course, because an elite Death Eater suddenly swapping sides totally isn’t suspicious at all. Even Luther understands that, so he will just have to be patient with them.

Wand: Ebony w/ a Dragon Heartstring core, 14 inches, fairly rigid.

Patronus: Grey Wolf

[Phloem]

Ludovic Fortuyn

Basic Information

Name

Ludovic “Ludo” Fortuyn

Age

31

Gender

Male

Marked?

No

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Appearance

Standing at a height of 6’1”, and weighing in at around 180lbs, Ludo is pretty solid. Though with his tendency to slouch, he appears a little shorter than he actually is. His shoulders roll a bit forward, knees bent, hands in his pockets. It’s mostly out of laziness, though he grows to full height when threatened. His hair is darker shade of blonde, and is usually left in an unruly mop. On occasions where looking presentable is a requirement, he just slicks it all back with hair gel. He also wears a lot of jewelry for a guy -- string and leather bracelets, fingers decorated with rings, a cross around his neck and sometimes, those douchey puka necklaces. He’s also got some tattoos; a galleon on his right shoulder blade, a half-sleeve of waves crashing on his left arm, an acromantula on the right side of his neck, and a crescent moon behind his left ear.

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Skills and Talents

Overall Role

Smuggler - People tend to forget, but winning a war is expensive. Food, ingredients for potions, and other supplies are getting harder to come by these days, what with the Ministry breathing down their necks. Thankfully, however, Ludo has spent near the entirety of his life taking care of such things. Sneaking all kinds of things and people around tightly-guarded bottlenecks has always been his forté, and after those years working for the Ministry, their blind spots and weak points have become all too familiar to him.

Talents

• Resourceful - Ludo’s a fast-talker, and a quick-thinker. He can spot an advantage from a mile away, and always knows how to turn a bad situation to an advantage.
• Charms - It’s really the only field of magic he excels at, though it’s mostly due to years of practice rather than a natural talent.
• Multilingual - Ludo is fluent in three languages; French, Dutch, and English. Additionally, he also speaks a bit of Mermish, though it’s nothing huge, just some cuss words, numbers, phrases and the like.

Weaknesses

• Duelling - Ludo isn’t overly confrontational, unlike some others, and he’s really no good in a fight. In the heat of the battle, his normally middling spellwork becomes clumsy, unfocused, and volatile. The only way he can ever hope to win is through underhanded means, which fortunately, is something he has no qualms with.
• Disreputable - Not the most trustworthy of people, Ludo has a hard time getting others to listen to his advice and opinions. Not surprising, considering his rather shady past, but it can get frustrating sometimes, especially when he knows he’s right.

Favourite Spells

• Celaverimus (Disillusionment Charm) - Causes the target to blend seamlessly in with its surroundings, like a chameleon.
• Engorgio (Engorgement Charm) - Causes the target to swell in physical size.
• Mollisify (Cushioning Charm) - Creates an unseen softening effect on target surfaces.
• Obliviate (Memory Charm) - Used to hide a memory of a particular event.
• Petrificus Totalus (Full-Body Bind Curse) - Used to temporarily freeze the victim's body in place.
• Reducio (Shrinking Charm) - Makes an enlarged object smaller. Counter-charm to Engorgio.
• Silencio (Silencing Charm) - Silences the target.

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Biography

Views

While he does surround himself with dark and dangerous people who most certainly do not mean well, and it is no secret that he’d rather serve himself instead of lifting an arm to help others, one should not forget that while Ludo is a liar, a thief, and a coward, that doesn’t mean that he’s heartless or without morals. He isn’t a cruel man; he does not believe in unnecessary violence towards others. He kills only when necessary, preferring to resort to other measures to achieve his ends. Rather than hating Muggles like most purebloods, he feels for them a sort of condescending pity, because they’re forced to live without magic. Other than that, however, he doesn’t care much for the Dark Lord’s idea of pureblood supremacy. All those toffs from the Sacred Twenty-Eight talk about “unity” as long as they need someone to do their dirty work for them, and then treat you worse than any mudblood when they don’t.

History

The Fortuyns are as old a family as the Malfoys. They’ve lived for centuries in the same hovel near the coast of Kent, making a living by beachcombing and wrecking. The main difference being that the Malfoys claim to be related to Salazar Slytherin and the Peverells, while the Fortuyns can’t deny their blood-ties to the Fletchers across the river.

They had never been particularly well-off, despite their pristine blood-status, and Ludo knew it. It was more than evident in the little twinge of hunger he’d felt at night before going to bed, or the fact that his clothes had never really been quite whole. At Hogwarts, he followed the advice his father gave him before he boarded the train -- to keep his head down, say ‘yes, professor’, and get through school without trouble. As soon as he had the required minimum of OWLs: all As -- he left. After all, books were expensive and there was no reason for him to continue an education beyond what was mandatory when his family needed him.

Rather than chasing after a career of respect and propriety, however, Ludo figured that it was better to deal with the devils you knew than the ones you didn’t. If everyone already thought of him as the scum beneath their shoes - what reason did he have to prove them wrong? Starting from an early age, Ludo had familiarised himself with the lingo and the haggling of the black market for magical artifacts. Whether he was running his own scam, operating under his parents direction, or cleaning up after their messes, if there was one thing Ludo was good at, it was flying under the radar.

Still, it didn’t take long for him to finally get dragged into the mess between the Death Eaters and the Order. Ludo was called upon to lend the Dark Lord his aid, and seeing how the other option was a lingering, painful death -- how could he refuse? Ludo couldn’t help that he had a sounder knowledge of the black market than most others, and the means to bring in the supply to meet demands. For a few years, he worked as a curse-breaker and Snatcher for the Ministry, rounding up stray Muggleborns whilst earning himself a little extra coinage on the side. It was easy enough for him to skim some off the top when no one was looking, and for awhile, life was good. He didn’t care to find out just what the Death Eaters did to their captives, as long as he got his pay.

Unfortunately, as the saying went: all good things must come to an end. Afraid that their allegiance had been swayed, Ludo and a few others were sent to their death during a raid. In the chaos that ensued, they were outnumbered four to one, and needless to say, they were no match for the Order’s superior firepower. While he’d tried to run, he was eventually cornered at the edge of a cliff. Ludo thought he was done for, but it seemed Lady Luck decided to smile upon him that day. Instead of a Killing Curse, what hit him was something a little less deadly. It felt like a kick to the chest, the spell blowing him back off the cliff, towards a cluster of very sharp rocks below. Of course, such a long fall would’ve killed him either way, but when you’ve been scrambling over cliffs since your toddling days, casting a Cushioning Charm becomes instinct.

Keeping himself hidden in a shallow cave until the coast was clear, Ludo only emerged once the slaughter had passed. Still, riddled with burns, gashes and fractured bones, it wasn’t an easy task for him to get back to land. But his grasp of basic Mermish finally paid off: the Merpeople he encountered were curious, helping him to the shore. Either they didn’t realise which side Ludo had been on, or they just didn’t care. Long-distance apparition was a risk after losing a pint of blood, but he only ended up splinching half a finger. The real miracle was when his parents actually opened the door when he collapsed in the cabbage patch, moaning.

It took Ludo just a little under two months to recover, hidden in the attic, but no one ever came looking for him, to finish him off. Not the Order, not the Ashes, not the Death Eaters, no one. It seemed like everybody thought him dead, after what happened. Which was just as well, he supposed, but as the war raged on around them, staying neutral wasn’t as easy as it should’ve been. Not after his stint in the Ministry, at least, and he still needed to keep himself fed somehow. As with all things, it would be much easier to do so with people watching your back. Though he sure as hell wasn’t going to knock on the Ministry’s door again. And thus, with his prior connections to the underbelly of the wizarding world, he managed to track down a splinter group of the Ashes, offering his services as an unofficial member.

Wand

11¾” Chestnut Wood, Springy with a Dragon Heartstring Core

[rawkhawk64]

One Potion Master, coming right up.

Finnegan Colquhoun

Basic Information

Name: Finnegan Colquhoun

Age: 37

Gender: Male

Marked?
He is not Marked

Appearance



Finnegan has a very disheveled and unkempt appearance at all times. Many suspect it's because he's too far gone in the head to bother with appearances. Despite this, he never seems to smell of anything other than Potions (some suspect it's a Potion of his own making that keeps him from smelling like last year's gym socks). His beard looks as if it was never shaved, bushing out. It occasionally manages to somehow trap his wand in it. His robes are very shabby, with several hand-sewn pockets inside, where he stores various Potions, including an all-purpose antidote composed of primarily crushed Bezoar, mixed with a few other ingredients.

Skills and Talents

Overall Role: Potion Master

Talents
- Curses and Hexes: He's quite skilled at using them, in spite of his lack of duelling experience. He's able to cast his few favored ones nonverbally.
- Potions: Finnegan is very skilled with Potions. He can brew just about anything to perfection, provided he has the right ingredients. He's very well known for the ease of which he has brewed even the most difficult of potions. Included in this are Felix Felicis, Polyjuice Potion, Veritaserum, Amortentia, and even the Draught of Despair.

Weaknesses
- Duelling: Even though he favors curses and hexes, Finnegan has only duelled a handful of times in his life. As he values precision in everything, he finds the fast-paced environment of battle to be stressful, causing his spellwork to be shoddy. He usually over-compensates the effects of spells.
- Charms: As he favors Curses and Hexes, it's only natural that he'd be inadequate at casting charms. On a good day, his charms are about half-strength.
- Insanity: As an after-effect of the multiple memory charms used on him coupled with having been tortured via the Cruciatus Curse, Finnegan is no longer of sound mind, suffering from psychosis (hearing voices, delusional paranoia, and occasional catatonia). This also means that most members of the Ashes avoid him if necessary.

Favorite Spells

Imperio (Imperius Curse): He has only used this curse a handful of times, and will only resort to it as a last reserve.
Petrificus Totalus (Full Body-Bind Curse)
Reducto (Reductor Curse)
Mimble Wimble (Toungue-Tying Curse)
Expulso (Expulso Curse)
Bat-Bogey Hex
Knee-Reversal Hex
Stinging Hex
Hurling Hex
Homenum Revelio: A carry-over from his short time spent with Alastor Moody

Biography

Views
Finnegan (and the Colquhoun family in general) is one of the few wizards that actually like Muggles and Muggleborns. If anything, it's always intrigued Finnegan how certain Muggles can be born with a magical affinity when most of them can't use a lick of magic.

History
Finnegan was born into the somewhat-wealthy Calquhoun, who hail from Scotland. As such, he grew up around magic. When he was 11, he got his wand from a Scottish wandmaker whose name he doesn't recall. Though the choice of core was odd (Veela hair), it was the only wand in the entire store (which had about 1500 wands in it) that reacted when he held it. Shortly after that, he started attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

His time at Hogwarts was relatively uneventful. He was sorted into Ravenclaw due to the Sorting Hat seeing 'a hidden intelligence in his mind' (Hat's words, not his). He quickly showed an affinity for Potions, and was a known favorite of Professor Horace Slughorn's. He also did average on DADA, though his Charms work was poor. He ended up taking DADA, Potions, and Transfiguration at the N.E.W.T. level, managing to barely pass DADA and Transfiguration (he obviously passed Potions with flying colors).

When Voldemort started to rise to power, Finnegan found himself joining the Order of the Phoenix. For a while, he did fine. Then, a year after he joined, tragedy struck. Finnegan was found by Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody after having been hit with Obliviate. Finnegan mostly recovered and resumed missions a week later. Then, it happened again. And again. And again. Honestly, everyone lost count how many times he'd been hit by the Memory Charms. All everyone knows is that they started affecting his mental stability. However, what truly 'broke' him was when he managed to foil Bellatrix Lestrange, who tortured him with the Cruciatus Curse. She would've probably killed him via torture if not for Alastor Moody. At that point, Alastor appointed himself Finnegan's unofficial guard until his death. The only thing that Finnegan remebers from his old 'mentor' is the useful Homenum Revelio, a carryover of the paranoia 'Mad-Eye' was known for.

After being tortured, Finnegan stayed at St. Mungo's for a few months, as he had developed psychosis (the hospital's top Mediwitch determined that the Memory Charms mixed with the torture form the Cruciatus Curse was the cause). However, Finnegan managed to escape, and found himself at the doorstep of the Ashes. He has since taken up the valued role of Potions Master, using his brews to assist the group.

Wand
Pliable 11 inch wand made of birch with a Veela hair core.

Patronus
Are you kidding? His addled mind might not even comprehend that kind of fear any more.

[YoshiSkittlez]

Katherine Ollivander

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Katherine Ollivander

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Basic Information

Name Katherine Ollivander

Age 27

Gender Female

Marked? No

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Appearance

Kate has a rather tall, slender figure making her height reach 5’9” which, as she has been told quite often when she was growing up and reaching into her height, was just ‘too tall’ for a woman but with the teasing came confidence and she now carries herself as such, head held high with a purpose in each step she takes that carries her assurance all the way down her back and deep into her legs. Her skin is a bit darker than most people of her ethnicity, but she is very Caucasian. Her darker complexion really brings out the natural pink tint to her lips and her thick dark eyelashes that make her brown eyes look just a bit bigger than they actually are. For the most part she believes in a natural look, using maybe a small amount of eyeliner and perhaps a spot of red lipstick from time to time, but she keeps herself simple; minimalistic, as she has more important things to worry about than her looks. As such, she keeps her dark brown hair a tolerable length just reaching her jawline. Not too short to throw up into a ponytail, and not too long to have to spend hours styling every day.

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Skills and Talents

Overall Role Wand-Maker | Duelist

Talents

Wand-Making is a skill that has been passed down from generation upon generation in the Ollivander family. Very few who are born into it do not have the gift. Along with the business came an increased knowledge and outstanding memory that almost rivals even her grandfathers, though she still has much to learn about the business.

Transfiguration and Charms has always been very solid subjects of Kate’s. Even as a child, the first signs of magic that she showed being small instances of turning some of her toys into live animals like mice and birds who she would often spend hours afterwards playing with until the spell wore off, putting the smallest charms on them like how to sing a different song or change the color of their fur. What are considered to be difficult subjects to master, Kate was able to do at an early age; even in school she was advanced a few years’ classes to be with those who had similar abilities, though was almost always at the top. As of her twentieth birthday, Kate became a registered animangi when she started experimenting with transfiguration spells on herself, promptly turning herself into a rare-colored silver fox though small in relative stature.

Kate is a reasonably seasoned duelist (though nothing professional or specially trained) due to her knowledge of wandlore and ability to identify spells easily, which in turn also allows her to be familiar with the strengths and weaknesses of different wands. It is also due to her familiarity of wands that Kate is also versatile when it comes to using other peoples wands, having tried out a few in the shop while a student and getting a few various types to work for her with reasonably successful success.

Apparition is a somewhat self-explained talent; most witches and wizards capable of the feat, however Kate prefers traveling by Floo Powder if ever given the choice. Or by foot.

Weaknesses

Because Kate spends whatever free time she has in bookland, Kate often times forgets important appointments or scheduled meetings in which she is supposed to attend, oftentimes making her very late to certain functions. As such, Kate has spent most of her life in the cozy confines of a closed-off room, whether it be a library, a study or her own room, reading and reading until her heart is content but lacks the physical exercise and experience to be athletically adept meaning when it comes down to brass tacks and the only situation is to run, Kate will not do very well.

Although skilled in Charms and Transfiguration, all other magic studies that had fallen upon Kate did not stick as well as she would have hoped after she graduated from Hogwarts. Potion making, Herbology, Defense Against the Dark Arts – although she retains a very basic knowledge on such fields and more, she very rarely counts on these skills to get her anywhere, sticking to what she knows and leaving it at that.

Kate’s personality is hammered into her hard, always seeing the good in others even though she has every reason not to trust them or offer them a second chance. Kate has a pure heart, and though oftentimes one would think that would be a good thing, it has often led Kate down a path of being used, abused and stepped on, but she refuses to see bad in a person just because a few wrong decisions. Even Lord Voldemort, she believes, has a reason to be doing what he is doing and believes that he is doing the right thing. Call her a romanticist with her head filled of fairytales and happy endings, but she hopes that Voldemort, and people like them, can find their happy ending someday on a much less destructive path. She is smart enough, however, to know how to defend herself when the time calls, but she will avoid fighting at most any costs.

Favourite Spells
Accio - Summons an object

Confundo - Causes the victim to be confused and befuddled

Everte Statum - Throws the victim backward, similarly to if they'd been thrown

Expecto Patronum - Creates a Patronus (in Kate’s case a white fox)

Expelliarmus - Disarms your opponent

Fianto Duri - A defensive charm which, based on the etymology, strengthens shield spells, and perhaps objects in general, in a similar way to Duro

Homorphus Charm - Causes an Animagus or transfigured object to assume its normal shape

Imperturbable Charm - Makes objects such as doors impenetrable (by everything, including sounds and objects)

Petrificus Totalus - Body bind

Smokescreen Spell - Creates a defensive cloud of smoke from the tip of the wand

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Biography

Views

Kate was raised to be around all sorts of people and creatures and therefore has a very open view on them. Giants, Veela, Centaurs – Kate sees no difference. It is her firm belief that the decisions that someone makes determines who they are, not how or to who they were born. This crosses over to pure-blood families as well as Muggleborns, believing that each person is defined by their heart – not their status of magic they were born into.

That doesn’t go without saying, however, that Kate is a small bit weary of pure-bloods given their snobbish, pristine reputation but while more hesitant to open herself up around them, she still ‘judges’ their character based on her own personal observations by ‘looking’ into their heart. The same can be said for Goblins.

History

Born into a somewhat small family on September 25th, 1972, Kate's parents knew immediately that she would grow up to amount to her grandfather, Garrick Ollivander, as they shared the same birthday. Related to the famed wand-maker on her father’s side, Kate grew up knowing the importance and weight that her name carried; generations upon generations of wand makers dating back to England in 382 B.C. She showed much promise in her skills as a child. Introduced to the business of wand-making ever since she was old enough to hold one, Kate learned at an early age how to improve upon the cores and wand wood used to develop a better-suited wand.

She went to Hogwarts in 1983, able to make her own wand from scratch under the careful supervision of her grandfather and father before getting to school. She gained a proficient knowledge in Charms and Transfiguration while at Hogwarts (sorted into Ravenclaw like a great majority of her family), both of which she adored and excelled in greatly given her prior background and upbringing with the subjects. She spent her summers and winter holidays every year in Diagon Alley, helping her Grandpa out in the shop and learning more and more about what it was to be a wand maker. He taught her firsthand how to locate wand woods and core substances, how to marry them together and even got into learning how to match them to the owners that would forever remember the name Ollivander.

After Kate graduated from Hogwarts in 1990, she took up a permanent residence in her grandfather’s shop in Diagon Alley, paying her way by helping out in the back with inventory and making new wands while Garrick continued to assist people in the front. She didn’t mind the behind the scenes work, it often gave her time to catch up on her reading anytime a new novel came out from the bookstore just down the street. Times were getting harder for Witches and Wizards – one of the many reasons Garrick kept her in the back of the shop but for the most part, Ollivander’s Wand Shop remained a safe place to be. The world would always need wands...

Until a few years later when the attacks on Diagon Alley became more and more frequent. Even Ollivander's Wand Shop wasn't safe from the likes of Voldemort and his followers. A great number of occasions left the place muddled up which took Garrick and Kate weeks to clean up, only for it to be attacked again. Finally, after months of living in fear on when the next attack would be, it happened, and Kate found herself in her very first lethal duel. She doesn't remember much of the fight, an entire row of wands had been toppled over on top of her while she tried to defend her home and grandfather, but when she woke up, Garrick was gone and the shop utterly destroyed. Without a home and a missing grandfather, Kate was forced back to her father's home where she had been born, but that too had been destroyed and her parents were nowhere to be found.

Taking off on her own for a while (for she had very little choice), Kate learned what the real world truly was like as it seemed she had been shielded from its darkness her whole life until the last few months. A rude wakeup call - Kate was determined more now than ever in wanting to help; or at least to be a voice to return the world to what it should have been and to even find her missing family. She didn’t know exactly what she could do, she had proved to be a mere annoyance in the wake of a handful of Death Eaters, but she knew in her heart it was the right thing to do, for her family's sake.

She found the Ashes shortly after, taking up residency and working behind the scenes with them by lending her services in complex charms and wand making/repair. She has been with them for a little over a year now, though most don’t even know who she is since she spends less time out on the field working with others and more time in the offices doing the work that most don’t even know is needed.

Wand

9” Oak, Unicorn Tail Hair

Oak signifies wisdom, endurance, protection, and authority. Your unicorn's tail hair core means that you are pure of heart and care deeply for your loved ones.

Patronus

Fox - Patience, wisdom, intelligence, adaptability. Fox people can be high strung or exceedingly calm, charismatic or mysterious, prone to stand out or blend in, keep peace or make mischief. They tend to be partially rooted in the spirit world, living day to day in sort of a 'world between'. Foxes are a strong symbol of femininity, shape-shifting, illusion, and magic.

[Feisty-Pants]

Hider

Basic Information

Name: Isabel Riddle

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Marked: No

Welcome to the New Age

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Appearance

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Skills and Talents

Overall Role
If your character did one thing for the Ashes, what would it be? Possible examples may include:
•Duellist
•Potion Master

Talents
Isabel is actually a possessor of very many magical talents. She is similarly quick of wit and quick to wrath much like her bloodline often seems to presume. But for the moment she seems to be fighting for the good side, rather than her cousin's.

For now at least.

Other talents may include:
-Cooking.
-Wilderness Survival.
-Tracking, hunting, perhaps a rather...good sense of smell.
-Strong and Quick, maybe a little...feral at times.

Weaknesses
Once a month, Isabel has a tendency to turn into a large, vicious, and absolutely powerful werewolf. Powerful, monstrous, and destructive, she can quite easily tear many a witch or wizard apart if they aren't cautious enough. That, and she's not quite an ace at Transfiguration or Charms.

Favourite Spells
-Stupefy- Stunning spell
-Apparation- The ability to Teleport at will
-Cruciatus Curse- The curse to cause agonizing pain
-Imperius Curse- The curse to control the minds of others
-Killing Curse- And the Curse to Murder

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Biography

Views
Being that she herself is an outcast, she views muggles and muggleborns as the unfortunate ones during the time of strife. Innocents caught in the crossfire and oft murdered for no reason other than spite. Creatures, magical or otherwise are worthy of her respect as she identifies herself as one more than she identifies herself a witch.

History
What little is known about the Riddle family, is that they aren't just confined to the one bastard that has made Britain a nightmare for those undeserving of it. Though all are related to the Dark Lord indirectly, not all are truly evil. Not all abide by the cold and callous cruelty by which their most infamous family member exists.

Though muggleborn, the uncanny ability to somehow find and marry a witch or wizard seemed to haunt the Riddle family Bloodline.

Isabel's mother was a wizard, and her father an uncle to the dark lord. With his rise to power they fled the British Isles, finding seclusion in Europe underneath a false name out of a mixture of both shame and fear. There she grew in a mostly secluded life in hiding with her parents in the countryside of France until one day she received a letter from Beauxbaxtons Academy of Magic in invitation to attend.

This led to an argument between her mother and father, with her mother's protest and her father's urgency that she attend. She was a witch, after all, she needed to learn how to control and harness her abilities and harness them. While of course her mother held a fear that they would be discovered.

Soon it would be found that the latter fear was true. In the midst of her fifth year of school, her true name was discovered and soon after as a result she was almost expelled for entering under false pretenses.

Additionally, she lost her mother and father. Fear initially cast down upon the heads of many, thinking that the Dark Ones would storm Beaubaxtons Academy in order to hunt down their daughter. But no army came, no rampant death, cruelty nor misery. Even then, fearful parents demanded for the expulsion of the Riddle.

However the headmistress intervened, noting that it was not the name that made a witch, but her actions. Through her first five years, Isabel had been absolutely devout in her lessons and learning. Showing not even a hint of venturing into the dark that her bloodline had been known for. Instead of abandoning her to what was likely a swift and unmerciful death, Olympe Maxime took the young mourning witch beneath her wing. Under such brilliant, kind, but strict tutelage, she learned the disciplines necessary to survive against what she was likely to be pitched against.

On her sixth year she finished her O.W.L.'s with top marks, and on her seventh she finished the N.E.W.T.'s with similar proficiency. At first, she was thought to have been destined for a position in higher calling, but that was fond to be untrue.

For in the midst of her seventh year, she had been bitten by a werewolf once when she had wandered the grounds and forbidden areas. Barely able to escape with her life, she was horribly inflicted with the disease. Only because of the nearing time was she allowed to graduate then, and spent each full moon locked up in the depths of Beauxbaxtons. In this darkness, in the silence between her agony and screams of painful transformation, she found a new purpose.

A new meaning to keep going and put one foot in front of the other.

All of the Riddle bloodline were cursed with the reputation of Tom. For the entirety of the bloodline are seen in a darker sense. More often than not, they act in a manner accordingly. For some simply wish to live up to the name that they had been granted.

Rarely however, others have contrasting means and missions.

To do evil for a good purpose. To cause unspeakable acts and suffering for the thought that their actions might bring light upon a dismal bloodline. Not all who bear the name Riddle are monsters for the dark; some like Isabel are abominations for the light. Those who hunt down the darkness like rats, and make the abyss their ally.

Whispers in the dark is all that those found by them hear before their demise, and nothing more. The subtle hiss of magic, or a flash of green light, and then the cold embrace of death. Of the mere dozen that makes up the remaining outskirts of the Riddle Bloodline, there are only one or two that strike back to clear their name.

Isabel is one of them.

Having infiltrated the closed borders of Britain, she lingers like a ghost amongst the common populace. She searches now for those who would strike at the Dark that governs over them, the Ashes of the Phoenix.

Wand
Oak, 12 Inches, Low-Flexibility, Dragon Heartstring Core