Maksim Levin Koldovstoretz

Is your character a Broom Racer?
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Is your character a Quidditch Player?
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Is your character a Duelist?
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FOUL PLAY

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Maxim grew up with the mindset of, "somebody has got to lose, and you better pray it isn't you." With that sort of mentality, his mind set very quickly became how to avoid being the looser in any given competition. Losing was the worst offence you could do as a Levin, Levin's Do NOT lose! They play the game in their favour. Maxim's father was the one that instilled this mindset into his boys, the way he played quidditch was a shady style to say the least, and for most of his games, he would get away with it. Most people who knew of Maxim's father, new him for a sly, unfair player, and he was either a loved man for how confident he was in his plays, or hated due to all of the cheating... However it never phased any of the family, those who were angry were just mad they lost, at least that is how Maxim had looked at it all. His father inspired Maxim, that if he wanted to make it in the world, the world wasn't going to hand him the win, or pat him on the back, but winning was something you claimed and could control. It started from a very young age, tricking other kids out of various collections, or possessions, due to Maxim's way of starting a bet/competition, but bending rules to his favour. As he grew up, and games were introduced outside of childhood knowledge, such as wizard chess, and racing, Maxim took great care to learn the strategies of said games, and find the best way of working the game into his favour. Whether that was taking advantage of a bathroom break to shift pieces, using spells or potions, under the table, or using his brother as an accomplices in his schemes. Once he was old enough to play quidditch, he adapted the same style of playing as his father, sneaking less than fair plays into rounds, and for the most part, getting away with it. It was rather simple, pay attention to the officials, and wait for the right moment. If Maxim ever lost, it wasn't going to be because he let it happen, rather he would blame said failures on his teammates rather than his own actions. So to say the least, this skill of foul play isn't just a mannerism that Maxim picked up, but rather a way of living, and playing he was taught.

CHARMER

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Maxim was always a good looking guy. As a child he was often called, by other moms, the cutest little boy they ever did see. It was something that Maxim held over his brother, the fact that he was so instantly likeable, and sought out by people. Not that his brother by any means was ugly, but he just didn't have the same blesses way with words, and navigating social situations like Maxim did. It may have come from his father, who himself was also quite the charmer, but even Maxims mother would say that Maxim surpassed the level of charm that his father possessed. Perhaps it wasn't all due to his looks, though he was quite the looker, but Maxim had a way with words. He is the type of guy that knows how to appear as though he is listening, and make the person feel heard. He knows how to work a crowd, and to pull people on to his side in nearly any argument. A moment that sticks out in his life, was when he was 7 years old. A friend in the neighbourhood had been given a beautiful family brooch, with golden leaves that decorated the center piece of a dazzling diamond. The girl that owned this brooch wore it everywhere, and of course in doing so, made Maxim want it even more. He was able to talk down the beauty of it, even going as far to say it was a worthless trinket that seems like it was a last minute thought to give to her, rather than choosing a gift that would really make her feel special. His charms and persuasion over the girl, convinced her that this family brooch was worthless, and that she no longer wanted it. Maxim offered he take it off her hands, so she wouldn't get in trouble for not wanting it. Feeding her a fake story about how she lost it, and desired another family heirloom to replace it. All while he took this brooch for himself. There is something about the way Maxim speaks that just makes sense, no one can resist his charm or reasoning, and he often uses it to his advantage, whether that is to make friends, get what he wants, or avoid trouble. Most would say that Maxim was cursed with this ability, but he would rather look at it in a very different light.

ADVANCED CASTING

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Maksim was a boy that lived under many strict rules. His father raised him and his brother to be nothing but the best wizard they could be. Such a high standard that is nearly unattainable for only a boy of age 13. But he tried his best to live up to such a standard his father set out.

The boy lived a life of nothing but pressure. Pressure to uphold the family name, to follow in his fathers footsteps as a great Quidditch player. Pressure to never fail, or fall behind. To be a beckon of perfect pure-blooded skill. At home Maksim only did school work in front of his father, learning more, testing himself, and proving he knew plenty spells and tricks, potions, and whatnot. Trying to keep from being questioned, or looked down upon. Nothing feared the boy than the disappointing glare from his father. But at school, when teachers were not around, or his father wouldn't know, Maksim would take out his pent up frustrations, and pressure from always having to be the best of the best. He would take the skills and knowledge he built up, and use it for chaos, anything to relieve the never ending stress of "do better". or "Be better".

In his pursuit of making his father proud, and also looking out for his own personal interest of being a beckon of chaos rather than perfection, in the eye of his dad, Maksim had taking on advanced spell casting, just another added power behind what he does. It wasn't really his first choice, but with what seemed like less effort on his part, it was enough to make his father proud. Anything with advanced in the title must be impressive, at least that is what Maksim had thought, and based on his father's reaction, it would seem that being a better caster would be what he should aim for this year, so the boy took on the further training over the summer. Reading books above his age, taking many nights out with his brother to practice, all in order to make his father proud, and give him a little edge to his spells. Within no time, he was seeing some great improvement with his casting. Words were spoken clearer, and his wand movements rarely missed. He had done what he set out to do, obviously, he never doubted himself for a second. Because Maksim was a Levin, and Levin's never quit.