Ivy Roberts |1st year | Ilvermorny - Encyclopedias

Back Reply

Ivy Roberts

First year, Quidditch Player, Ilvermorny

14 7

1 Jul 2026, 14:25

𝓟𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓴𝓮𝔂

I. Basics
II. Trunk
III. Grimoire
IV. Thread Tracker
V. Family Tree
VI. Character Inspiration
VII. Aesthetic
VIII. Banners and Coding
IX. PC

Last edited by Ivy Roberts on 16 Sep 2026, 12:43, edited 5 times in total.

sta 5 • eva 6 • str 3 • wis 9 • arc 2 • acc 10

First year, Quidditch Player, Ilvermorny

14 7

1 Jul 2026, 14:26

full name . ivy roberts
nickname . ivy
birthday . 3.9.15
pronouns . she/her
gender . cis female
sexuality . straight

♔♕♖♗♘♙physical ♔♕♖♗♘♙

age . 11
moral alignment . social good
position . student
blood status . half-blood
race . human
height . 5” feet
weight . 47 kg
body type . slender and athletic

eye color . deep brown
hair color . deep brown
hair style . thick, long, voluminous waves
defining features . freckles

♔♕♖♗♘♙mental♔♕♖♗♘♙

She is inherently resilient and tenacious. If she fails at something, her immediate instinct is to figure out a new angle and try again. She is deeply empathetic and generous, though she occasionally overextends herself trying to fix everyone's problems perfectly. She's a social butterfly, vibrant, fun-loving, and optimistic. She loves to practice riding on her dad's broom at night to improve her flying.

likes. jazz, collecting hobbies, painting, Quidditch, strawberries, her friends, supernatural
♔♕♖♗♘♙
dislikes. giving up, arrogance, unfairness, pureblood supremacists, dark magic, spiders
♔♕♖♗♘♙

amortentia. TBA
patronus. TBA

polyjuice. TBA
boggart. spiders

Last edited by Denisse De Vera on 19 Aug 2026, 19:29, edited 8 times in total.

sta 5 • eva 6 • str 3 • wis 9 • arc 2 • acc 10

1 Jul 2026, 14:27

IVY’S TRUNK

STATISTICS

• stamina 5 • evasion 6 • strength 3 • wisdom 9 • arcane power 2 • accuracy 10

ABILITIES

❤︎ [ability] - explanation
❤︎ [ability] - explanation
❤︎ [ability] - explanation
❤︎
❤︎
❤︎
❤︎

Last edited by Denisse De Vera on 18 Aug 2026, 09:24, edited 3 times in total.

This is the "Game Master" account. Please do not owl this account, unless specified. This account is not moderated actively and therefore, you may not receive a response.

Contact a Head of House or the Headmaster if you need anything.

Ivy Roberts

First year, Quidditch Player, Ilvermorny

14 7

1 Jul 2026, 14:27

𝔏𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔅𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 ℌ𝔬𝔤𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰

grandma's house

𝔖he was born in Chicago, Illinois and moved to New Orleans, Louisiana when she was eight because her father got a job as a wandmaker. Her father is a pureblood wandmaker and her mother is a muggleborn engineer. Her and her entire family packed up and relocated to a different state. Grew up right down the street from her childhood best friend, Taylor. They went to the local elementary school together and rode bicycles through the neighborhood. A staple of her childhood was visiting her paternal grandmother witch, who lived in a large old house in Chicago as well. She is credited for giving Ivy her deep love of reading and passed down family books that inspired her imaginative goals.

𝔐oving to New Orleans introduced her romantic lore where she met her next door neighbor, Milo White. They grew up together as childhood best friends, climbing trees, going to jackson square to look at paintings, and going to frenchmen street listening to jazz. Growing up in New Orleans developed her love for supernatural lore like vampires and werewolves. She once built a good sand castle when she was a kid, inspired by her mom as an engineer.

her favorite things about New Orleans

her hobbies

𝔖he started playing the piano and learning ballet when she was younger. She used to dance for her toy animals and play a cheering audio in the background. Her parents adopted a Yorkshire terrier from a shelter.

𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝕴𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕸𝖆𝖌𝖎𝖈

Half her childhood, Ivy would be curled up on the enormous, dust-choked library floor of her grandmother’s aging Chicago house. At the age of seven, after climbing a very heavy wooden rolling ladder to retrieve a leather-bound ancient fairy tale book that her grandmother had vowed to bequeath her, the spine of which she was about to touch when something skittered at the corner of the shelf-something big and hairy, a wolf spider, her most mortal terror. Ivy stood frozen, eyes wide, gape open, a silent shriek catching in her throat as she overbalanced on the ladder and tumbled.

It wasn’t fear, or survival instinct-or some mad flight of pure desire, but it sent her floating down through the air, cushion of pumped-up air buoying her.

As she fell the leather book somehow opened, pages fanning rapidly and Ivy landed on the floor, with a sigh, perfectly safe and utterly bewitched.