Physical Description: 𝕭asil is a rather small boy, 4'10" and thin to match. He doesn't look similar to his family's common appearance of tall, blond hair, and blue eyes, rather he has brown hair that is slightly curly, hazel eyes surrounded by long eyelashes, and warm olive skin. He wears comfortable sweaters and blazers, that always look a bit more like they belong on a sixty-five-year-old librarian than a thirteen-year-old boy, and the big wire-framed glasses he wears complete the look.

Mental Description: 𝕭asil is incredibly shy and quiet. Used to the quiet company (or lack thereof) of homeschooling, libraries, and high society, the excitement of Ilvermorny or the rest of the outside world has the boy hiding behind whatever he can. Whether that be a book, family member, or even a reasonably tall hedge. He's kind-hearted to a fault, and very academically inclined, but incredibly sheltered due to his upbringing. He doesn't know any better, so he's afraid of the so-called "abnormal", a.k.a the half-breeds, halfbloods, or even muggleborns of the world. All because of the stories his grandmother tells him not of their evil doing, but rather of the terrible life they are doomed to suffer. She is always warning him not to let them rub off on him lest he suffer the same fate, ostracized from the "right" kind of society. Just about the only thing that can get him out of his shell is his incredible fascination with dragons.

Biography: Basil was born December 17th 2010, and belongs to the Blackwood family, an elitist pureblooded family that lives in the southern United States where they own a large estate. They are an old family, with their claim to fortune coming from a long history in the ebony wood trade business. They specialize in wand wood, but since that sort of quality wood is rare and far between, they have spent the generations selling the leftover iconic dark colored wood to wizards and witches (and a few muggles when money was tight) around the world.

First Instance of Magic: His first instance of magic was when everyone in the house was attending to business and he was left alone for a few hours, without more than a nanny to check in on him every now and then.The seven-year-old grew so bored that his wooden model of a dragon came to life and flew around the room, causing the whole house to come investigate the source of the delighted laughing and screaming from the normally quiet boy.