Physical Description: Rhys is of average height for a boy his age, with a wiry build. He is relatively fit from roaming the hills outside of Cardiff. Auburn hair and hazel eyes that twinkle when he smiles. He has some freckles, but just a light scattering.

Mental Description: Rhys always wants to find the edge of what is allowed. He has difficulty sitting still, and often burnt off his energy by sneaking out of the house and roaming until he found the property fences. He can study and will do so, but his passion isn't learning for knowledge's sake. He learns things best when the teacher explains why they're useful or important. As a youngster, he would often tease his tutors by finding ways to test their patience or authority. If he was given unclear instructions, he would make the choices that amused him the most while staying within the letter of the orders.

Biography: The Gwyn family is a well-respected pure-blood family that has been in Cardiff since before England conquered the country. Due to their magic, the family was able to hold onto their property outside the city and a home in the wealthy district. That meant that Rhys grew up moving between the homes. His mother preferred the country house and his father the town home, but they came together for Sunday dinners. The family's vault in Gringotts wasn't overflowing, but there was always coin when they went shopping. Rhys's mother taught him about the plants on their estate, and his father taught him about the political history of their nation. Tutors covered the rest. The family had a few wizarding neighbors that made up their social circle, and Rhys grew up playing with the children of those families. All told, his life was comfortable and it was expected that he would go to Hogwarts, like his parents did once he was old enough. He doesn't have any siblings, and his cousins lived in other parts of Wales. The larger family came together during the holidays, so he did get to meet the aunts, uncles, and cousins that put his parents into context.

First Instance of Magic: When Rhys was 8, he was on one of his rambles around the countryside, and found a network of small valleys and gulches. There were interesting plants growing in between the hills that he'd never seen on the hillsides. He lost track of time as he wandered and did not realize how far he was going. When his thirst and hunger finally pushed through his excitement, he realized that dusk had come and he had no idea where he actually was. He tried turning back and trying to remember all the twists and turns he'd taken as he explored. When full dark had fallen, he was well and truly lost and well beyond scared. He tried running in the dark and kept tripping. Within a few minutes, his knees and hands were bloody from the falls. At one moment, he just sat down on a root and cried into his sleeve. When he looked up, there was a small orb of light floating above him. It had a gentle glow to it and made him feel a bit better. When he stood up, it floated higher... he tried to catch it, and it kept floating up. While trying to catch it, he climbed up the valley wall. At the crest, he could see much farther than before. As he wandered, the globe floated a little above his head and in front of him. Suddenly, his mother apparated next to him, hugged him fiercely, then apparated them home. She'd been searching for him, and seen the light from the distance. At home, his mother saw the scraped knees and worried the story out of him, focusing on when and how the light happened. She was thrilled and they immediately took a car into the city to meet his father for dinner. They let him have whatever he wanted. He was thrilled and from that moment, he understood that succeeding at magic would earn him praise and treats.