Everett Brooks
- Status:
- Pure-blood
- Birthday:
- 11 Mar 2008
- Nationality:
- English
- Residence:
- Atlanta, England
- Function:
- Seventh year, Ilvermorny
- Wand:
- 35,7 cm cherry wood and dragon heartstring
Name of PC: Dorion Anderson
Name of iNPC: Everett Brooks
School of iNPC: Ilvermorny
Physical Description:
Everett is an ever poised boy, while he has grown into his lanky limbs he could still be categorized as such. He's reached a respectable 177 cm and has capped out at that height, which is perfectly fine for him. He keeps his brown hair well kept and swept to the side, but throughout the day it can often get mussed up from his own fiddlings. Recently though, he's been using the color-changing charm to keep his hair a dyed blonde. Image is important to him so he always makes sure that he is looking his best. His green eyes pierce into any gaze that he makes contact with, making sure they know to keep their distance. But they soften for a select few that have managed to get close to him and his heart.
Mental Description: As someone that grew up in the south he follows southern hospitality conduct to his core. He is incredibly polite, even if it can come off as condescending. He is respectful to the professors and adults around him, and of course holds the door open for the ladies even though he's not particularly interested in them. He strives to excel in his classes taking extra time than the average student to study and prepare his homework, he does have a reputation to uphold after all.
Biography: Everett Brooks was born on November 3rd, 2008 to two parents (Jacob and Bethany Brooks) in Atlanta, Georgia. He comes from a long line of wizards, their family holding a lot of power in the South. He still wasn't exactly sure what his father did, as he wasn't allowed to talk to him about his work. All he knew is that after he would graduate Ilvermorny he would be trained to take his father's place, whatever that meant. His mother was a stay at home mom but mostly kept to herself on the hobby that would take her interest for a couple weeks. This forced Everett to become largely independent, doing his own research on topics that he was interested and self reliant for entertainment. While he is perfectly okay being alone, he really does want to be around others seeking his next great adventure while he still has the time and freedom to do so. Secretly he hopes to later become a writer in life rather than taking over the family business, but for now that is just as fantasy as the books he often reads.
First Instance of Magic: Everett was expected to grow into a proper young man, and this included hobbies such as horseback riding, ballroom dancing, learning just how much silverware could be used at the table. However, his parents often forgot that he was just a young boy that would have his own desires and whims that didn't always align with the schedule that they had for him.
The bright day of his first instance happened on a beautifully sunny day when the family was going out for a horseback ride, and he truly couldn't care less. He wanted to go to the lake with some of his other friends and skip horseback riding. At 8 years old, he tried to quietly slip off the horse mid-ride to run back to the house. He didn't have great dexterity though, and got caught on the stirrup which forced him to fall head first. With the tiny scream of an 8-year-old facing impending death, he found that he never found impact. A soft, cozy, and bouncy patch of grass had caught him gently preventing any irreversible brain damage.
Name of iNPC: Everett Brooks
School of iNPC: Ilvermorny
Physical Description:
Everett is an ever poised boy, while he has grown into his lanky limbs he could still be categorized as such. He's reached a respectable 177 cm and has capped out at that height, which is perfectly fine for him. He keeps his brown hair well kept and swept to the side, but throughout the day it can often get mussed up from his own fiddlings. Recently though, he's been using the color-changing charm to keep his hair a dyed blonde. Image is important to him so he always makes sure that he is looking his best. His green eyes pierce into any gaze that he makes contact with, making sure they know to keep their distance. But they soften for a select few that have managed to get close to him and his heart.
Mental Description: As someone that grew up in the south he follows southern hospitality conduct to his core. He is incredibly polite, even if it can come off as condescending. He is respectful to the professors and adults around him, and of course holds the door open for the ladies even though he's not particularly interested in them. He strives to excel in his classes taking extra time than the average student to study and prepare his homework, he does have a reputation to uphold after all.
Biography: Everett Brooks was born on November 3rd, 2008 to two parents (Jacob and Bethany Brooks) in Atlanta, Georgia. He comes from a long line of wizards, their family holding a lot of power in the South. He still wasn't exactly sure what his father did, as he wasn't allowed to talk to him about his work. All he knew is that after he would graduate Ilvermorny he would be trained to take his father's place, whatever that meant. His mother was a stay at home mom but mostly kept to herself on the hobby that would take her interest for a couple weeks. This forced Everett to become largely independent, doing his own research on topics that he was interested and self reliant for entertainment. While he is perfectly okay being alone, he really does want to be around others seeking his next great adventure while he still has the time and freedom to do so. Secretly he hopes to later become a writer in life rather than taking over the family business, but for now that is just as fantasy as the books he often reads.
First Instance of Magic: Everett was expected to grow into a proper young man, and this included hobbies such as horseback riding, ballroom dancing, learning just how much silverware could be used at the table. However, his parents often forgot that he was just a young boy that would have his own desires and whims that didn't always align with the schedule that they had for him.
The bright day of his first instance happened on a beautifully sunny day when the family was going out for a horseback ride, and he truly couldn't care less. He wanted to go to the lake with some of his other friends and skip horseback riding. At 8 years old, he tried to quietly slip off the horse mid-ride to run back to the house. He didn't have great dexterity though, and got caught on the stirrup which forced him to fall head first. With the tiny scream of an 8-year-old facing impending death, he found that he never found impact. A soft, cozy, and bouncy patch of grass had caught him gently preventing any irreversible brain damage.