Aleksandar Panchev Durmstrang

Is your character a Broom Racer? | No
Is your character a Quidditch Player? | No
Is your character a Duelist? | No

|Stats|
Stamina - 9 || Evasion - 7 || Strength - 6 || Wisdom - 10 || Arcane Power - 8 || Accuracy - 10

|Abilities|

Perfectionist

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Aleksandar is a wizard-born to a Pureblood father and a half blood mother and as such is disrupting the Pureblood line of the Panchev family, which his family considered to be almost as scandalous as the fact that the boy had been born out of wedlock. Because of that, his father has always expected more than just average of him. Anything Aleksandar touched he was supposed to perfect; Any skill was useless if it was only half developed, nothing was worthwhile as long as there were other people who were superior in any way. Already as a young kid, Aleksandar was held to much higher standards than any of his peers. If his tutors reported anything but exceptional work from him, Aleksandar's father would express his disappointment with a days long silent treatment, as well as the instruction for him to stay in his room and study while children in the neighbourhood were allowed to spend their afternoons outside to play.

Upon starting his magic education, this pressure also loomed over Ale's spell casting. Simply managing to cast a spell successfully was not enough - There needed to be a precision to his words and movements, a focus that went above and beyond what was strictly necessary. Failing a spell was shameful, so it was unacceptable, and Aleksandar's father made sure to check in on his son's progress whenever possible, to make sure he was improving himself to the highest levels.

These expectations were not only about Ale's education, of course. The boy was expected to develop excellent manners, know when and how to speak, how to hold himself and how to make a great first impression on anyone he met. With Aleksandar's father being an important Quantity Surveyor in Bulgaria, they often had important visitors, and if Aleksandar's behaviour was in any way out of line he would have to retreat to his room where a tutor would imprint the importance of proper etiquette on him for hours.

Always striving for his father's approval, Aleksandar took it upon himself to work as hard as he could to perfect anything that was expected of him as well as anything he took a personal interest in, even without his tutors to push him to it. Praise from his father was ridiculously hard to achieve, but that made it all the more valuable to the young boy. He craved any sign of approval almost desperately and was prepared to do anything that was asked of him. If his father asked him to jump, Ale would not ask how high but would work on beating the record for highest jump without question. This was always something his mother gravely disapproved of, but to Aleksandar that made it even more worthwhile as he had never been very interested in his mother's opinions. Anything that displeased her was something to aspire to in Aleksandar's books.

Perfectionist II

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Already having been eager to please his father in any way he could by trying to perfect anything he was doing, Aleksandar's need to excel in everything only grew once he was accepted into Durmstrang. His acceptance into the school itself had not come as a surprise to anybody as his father had also attended the Durmstrang Institute; On the contrary, if he hadn't been accepted it would have just been yet another disappointment.

While Aleksandar had always been aware of the fact that his blood wasn't as clean as it was supposed to be, being among other children from Pureblood families made it particularly clear to him. His father had always expected the most of him, but Aleksandar had not completely understood why until he had been confronted with Pureblooded peers. As someone who disrupted his family's bloodline, he would get snide remarks about his half-blood mother almost daily, which only furthered Aleksandar's dislike for her even more. At the same time it spurred him on to prove himself as just as capable as any other Pureblood out there.

Keeping up his grades was for his father as much as it was for himself; The impurity in his blood did not matter as long as he proved himself as smart and capable and kept up a good relationship to other Pureblood children. Being at the top of his class had quickly made him someone other people would seek out for help with academics, no matter the flaws in his blood.

Aleksandar had quickly found himself particularly good at spell casting - a skill he continuously worked on despite a natural affinity, to make sure he would be able to prove himself the best, at least of his Year, at it - but struggled with potions, so most of his free time was spent working on perfecting recipes over and over again. He didn't mind the extra work - The thought of pleasing his father as well as proving himself just as good - better even! - as his Pureblood peers was motivation enough for him. School work quickly became one of the most important things in his life, so while Aleksandar always made sure to keep his social life busy, he did occasionally find himself excluded from the community. Extracurricular activities like clubs and sports did not seem relevant when he had other things, like practicing his spell casting and potion making, to focus on. They may have been gateways into developing new skills, but Ale found himself with his hands full just trying to perfect the ones he was already working on, so he was usually only found at school matches to keep up appearances.

Terrible Presence

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Aleksandar's childhood had definitely not been terrible.

On the contrary, he had never really found himself wanting for much, had been spoiled with any materialistic things he could have possibly asked for. However, it had also never been warm in any way. His au-pairs had been strict, expecting nothing but the best of him, his tutors had been detached. His father's disapproval and disappointment had always hung over him, like a dark rain cloud making him want to run for shelter. The only person who had tried to show him some warmth on the rare occasions she was around, had been his mother, and she was the last person Aleksandar had craved affection from.

Thus, he himself had grown up cold in multiple ways. Perfectly capable of being friendly and polite, there is something distinctly off about Aleksandar. There is a tilt to his smile, a far off look in his eyes, that speaks of cruel detachment. There is not much this boy cares about; only his father's approval, his own efforts of making up for the impurity of his own blood, and to somehow, someday, rid his family of the filthy stain that is his mother making everything so much more complicated than it needs to be.

It is not that Aleksandar has problems making friends - As someone who is at the top of his class, a lot of his classmates tend to seek him out for help and advice, and he is always quick to offer it - but rather he can see the way he can unsettle them without even trying. One look at his face, a quick exchange of words, is more than enough to realise that there is no warmth and affection inside this boy. He had never been shown much of either growing up, so he had also never learned to put any out into the world. Aleksandar is not a shoulder to cry on or someone to get heartfelt advice from, and his few friends know as much. He is the one to come to for help in class or to talk about recent developments in Wandmaking to.

The emotions he shows are few and far in between, and people tend to feel uneasy around him for that reason exactly. They feel wary about his empty eyes and fake smile, and things don't usually get better when he talks. Unless Aleksandar has reason to come across as friendly and polite, he will seem rather arrogant, cruel even. He doesn't have much concern for other people's feelings, and most people are able to tell just by looking at him. Something about the way he talks and holds himself is just too terrible for a boy so young.