- 20 Jun 2008
- Plymouth, England
- Third year, Duelling Co-Cap, Writer, Prefect of Ravenclaw
- 20,5 cm aspen wood and phoenix feather
﴾ Bookworm | Investigator | Adventurer | Samaritan ﴿
A budding savant and spellman, his was an intelligence both sharp and wayward, hosted by a churning mind prone to mental excursions. The curious lad's tendency to lapse into deep contemplation gave the impression of one often lost in the clouds. Sturdy of temperament yet malleable of moral, enamored of ethical stamina, he tried his best to present himself with politeness in spite of distracted tendencies. Gait and posture painted a life of composure and regality, not a stiffened stride but something practiced and precise. Pericles was a pure-blood, destined to do his family proud through scholastic achievement... or would he, given his wandering sense of wonder?
"It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive." -ORIAH MOUNTAIN DREAMER