Ashlynn Embersong || First Year || Slytherin

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I. HER.

Full Name: Ashlynn Meryana Embersong Aliases: Ash, Little Spark Birthday: July 1st House: Slytherin, First-Year

Species: Human Gender: Cis Female Bloodline: Muggleborn Wand Hand: Right

Wandlore: WIP

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II. Her SUBSTANCE.

SHAPING HERSELF

Height: 132cm, or 4'4" Hair/Skin: Shoulder length crimson curls. Ghostly pale, spackled with freckles, and easily burned. Body/Build: Much like a young foal, Ashlynn has yet to grow into her limbs. Long, gangly, and thin.

Weight: 6 stone, or 85 lbs Distinguishing Features: A slight snaggletoothed overbite on the left side of her mouth, that she vehemently refuses to correct. Wardrobe: When not in robes, Ashlynn prefers to wear utalitarian clothes. Simple slacks, starched shirts. No skirts to be found.

FINDING HER VOICE

Accent: Even under the best of circumstances, her Scottish heritage is plain for anyone and everyone to see.

Tone: Ashlynn's perpetual optimism and insatiable curiosity shine through in her speech, rapid-fire but perfectly articulated despite her accent.

"A free day? A free day! Explore, read, eat, sleep. In order of preference. C'mon!"

"Wait, you mean to tell me you haven't read any of his works? This... This is unacceptable. Library! Post-haste!"

"Don't misunderstand. I love reading with all that I am, but it's very much secondary to experiencing it."

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III. Her IMMATERIAL.

Philosophy: "We are the universe observing itself. It falls to us to explore all that we're able." Motivation: Ashlynn possesses an innate and insatiable curiosity for knowledge, tempered by a strong desire to make as many friends her age as possible. Though she'd believed the Sorting Hat would place her in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff because of this, it ultimately decided that her desire to know everything was enough of an absurd ambition to warrant a place in the Den of Snakes, Slytherin. Etiquette: Though lacking in any kind of professional or cultural training, Ashlynn's upbringing did instill in her a very strong sense of propriety when necessary. Her curiosity and runaway thoughts are more than capable of steamrolling her manners at times.

Influences: Her father. Her mother. J.R.R. Tolkien. Lukas Kristjanson.

Skills: Critical thinking. Silver tongue. Basic cooking.. Speed reading.

Hobbies:
Role-Playing Games, both tabletop and video.
Reading fantasy novels.
World-building.
Exploring.

L i k e s Fantasy novels. Logic puzzles. Libraries. Overcast and rainy days.

D i s l i k e s Summer. Dry, dull writing. Voluntary ignorance. Her hair.

Humor
The redhead grew up exposed to the dry, scathing wit of Monty Python, as well as the writing involved in such video games as Baldur's Gate, Icewind Dale, and other such works. Her sense of humor definitely follows suit.

Soft Spot
Ashlynn has always had a particular weakness for girls who are or seem to be younger than she is. She becomes aggressively protective and attached; her parents hazard that this stems from a desire to have a younger sibling. She, of course, denies this.

Cruel Streak
Everyone has their pet peeve, that singular thing that raises their hackles. For Ashlynn, this is anyone who goes out of their way to disrespect others' tastes. Whether in music, writing, food, or otherwise, the concept of "your taste in [x] is bad" will immediately and almost irrevocably turn the young Slytherin off of interacting with that person.

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IV. Her CHRONICLES.

Early Years

Ashlynn was born to a pair of Muggles living in the town of Kirkcudbright, a place whose moniker, "The Artist's Town", gives a general idea of the sort of childhood the young Scot experienced. From the very first night she spent at home from birth, her parents exposed her to art. Literature, poetry, music, cinema, sculpture, painting... even the oft-degraded medium of video games as a form of art. She spent her formative years hearing and reading Tolkien and Asimov, watching Bob Ross and Level Up Sessions, and immersing herself in the fictional worlds of Middle Earth, Faerun, and Mystara. It was during this time that the spark that was her love of exploration was fanned and grew into a raging, near-all-encompassing bonfire in her heart. [To be cont.]

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V. Her EVENTUAL ERUDITION.

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VI. Those She KNOWS.

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VII. Those She DOESN'T.

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VIII. Trunk.

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