Quidditch Mahoutokoro-Koldovstoretz vs. Beauxbatons-Castelobruxo

Name: Delphine Laurent
Blood Status: Halfblood
Year: 5 | Age: 15
School: Beauxbatons

Is your character a Broom Racer? NO
Is your character a Quidditch Player? YES (Seeker)
Is your character a Duelist? NO
Broom: Nimbus 1700 (+2 accuracy, +1 evasion, +1 wisdom, +1 strength)
Stats: Stamina: 5 | Evasion: 15(16) | Strength: 2(3) | Wisdom: 12(13) | ArcPower: 5 | Accuracy: 15(17)
(+4 Broom Racing wins) (X, X, X, X)

Abilities

Impartial

Reducio

When you know that you are the best looking thing in the world, there is really very little that others can do to sway you with their appearance. Such is the life of one Raul Otávio Vinicius Mirales Correa. A great appreciator of beauty, especially when it takes the form of gorgeous women, although he is not entirely ashamed to admit that he has admired the aesthetic form of more than a few men, Raul knows that they all pale in comparison to his own greatness. As such, he is not swayed by the beauty of others, for much like Narcissus becoming entranced with his own reflection, Raul became enamoured with his own self-image long ago. Truthfully, and without any form of self-doubt nor embarrassment, he believes that he is the most glorious creation under the heavens, and therefore thinks himself out of the league of just about anyone, regardless of how beautiful they may be. Delusion, it seems, is a grand defence against the bewitching and entirely unnatural allure of many of the denizens of the wizarding world.

That is not to mention his own cruelty and lack of concern for others, the destruction of a beautiful visage is an entirely justifiable price to pay if it provides one with the ability to further their own ends. Raul is not only entirely comfortable with harming those who he finds aesthetically pleasing, he takes an odd sense of satisfaction in it. Not so much in the destruction of beauty, but only in that it serves to further his own confirmation bias as to his own greatness. In many ways, he is cruel, but more importantly than that, he is callous to the needs of others. As far as he is concerned, the world starts and stops with his own whims, his own needs and desires. The possibility of seduction that would see those needs and desires temporarily satiated holds no bearing, especially when he is more than capable of providing himself with all that he could ever want. Mutually beneficial trades are of little interest to Raul, others exist to serve him, and accordingly, he feels not an ounce of respect or deference to others regardless of their appearance. Raul understands the effort that is required to make one gorgeous, after all he spends a significant portion of his own time on his own grooming, and it is because of this expended effort that he is more than confident that his own efforts leave even those with the blood of sirens and veelas wanting. [424 Words]

Evasive Maneuvers

Reducio

When one walks a path that is constantly lined with insults and accusations, hatred and self-aggrandisement, it becomes second nature to know how to dodge and avoid the imminent blows that come. A lifetime of barbed insults prepared Raul well for a schooling environment, insofar as the education system is a social Darwinian hellscape. Yet, even before he attended the most prestigious educational institution for magic in the world, in his own not-so-humble opinion, Raul was commonly causing scenes at functions and events. Constant insults were met with physical, and later magical, retaliation, and it became necessary for the young pureblood to learn to avoid the blows of his more magically and physically apt opponents. A slight boy with no true gift for spellcasting, if he was to maintain his reputation for needless attacks and foul-mouthed insults, he would need to ensure that he could protect himself in the only way he knew how. By getting the hell out of the way.

Of course, once he entered school, there were more than a few students who not only didn’t care for his behaviour, but were more than capable of making their displeasure known. Natural instincts for avoiding trouble at the last possible moment would only become stronger, more honed, as Raul continued to bite off more than he could chew, starting altercations and fleeing before he could suffer any real, physical consequences. In due course, he would become as slippery as he was arrogant, learning to read the telegraphed spells and blows from adversaries before they were launched, his footwork increasing as he became extremely aware of how to dodge out of the way of their attacks.

Raul would start trouble, as was his way, but he would be damned if he were going to face the consequences of his actions. Sure, there were times where he caught a well-deserved hex, but they only served to embolden the boy. How dare they touch his most glorious visage with their filthy mudblood magic? It was the gravest of insults, and one that he would not allow to come to pass again. So, without realising it, without consciously choosing to do so, Raul would come to focus more and more on the behaviour of his peers, learning to read when they were upset, not only to ensure that his own jibes were landing, but to avoid the consequences should the unfortunate soul choose to pay him back for them. [407 Words]

Evasive Manoeuvres II

Reducio

Quidditch was an interesting sport, one that placed a great deal of import on the role of a singular player. The seeker with their ability to end the game with one move, to earn fifteen times the worth of a goal with a simple wrist movement, undoubtedly was the most important role on the pitch. Naturally, the role was an obvious fit for Raul when it came time to join an extracurricular. After all, a position that predisposes itself to glory hounds was an entirely natural fit for the narcissist. With the goal of achieving personal glory and greatness upon a broom, he would take to the skies, and if it so happened that he could assist his school in proving their dominance over the other lesser educational institutes, then that would be an added bonus.

Of course, the very nature of the seeker that drew Raul to the role also meant that it was one that was rife with danger. When there are positions on the opposite team who are more often than not tasked with specifically ensuring that you are unable to stay conscious for long enough to see out the match, learning to avoid bludgers becomes an omnipresent part of participation. In order to catch the snitch, one has to ensure that they are conscious enough to do it, and that means dodging. Or, to put it another way, undertaking evasive manoeuvres.

Raul was already rather quick on his feet when he took the role of seeker at the start of the 2022 school year, but it took a fair bit more time to transplant those instincts from avoiding conflict on the ground to avoiding metal balls hurtling toward him in the sky. Still, whereas he’d come to rely on watching others to see if they would strike, his focus on the snitch would soon force him to use other senses. Sound, in particular, would become his friend, and the telltale sound of wind breaking around an oncoming bludger would sound like a siren, warning the seeker to avoid the incoming concussion given physical form.

The constant use of these instincts would only see them further develop, not only with respect to the sporting arena, but also outside of it. As two of his great loves, insulting people and getting away without consequence, and being able to claim victory in spite of the actions of an entire team, would come together to propel his evasive instincts ever onward. Of course, his true, greatest love, would remain himself, and ensuring that his most gorgeous visage avoided the unsightliness of a broken nose was certainly no small factor in ensuring he could manage a solid dodge. [447 Words]

Fearless

Reducio

Raul knew he was the baddest dude around, the prettiest man in town, the bona-fide king of not only Castelobruxo but the international wizarding community as a whole. What did such a man have to fear? Nothing.

Or, at least, that was how he explained himself to his brother and the sycophants. In truth, his gradual numbness to fear was far more academic and far less creative. Ever since entering the school in the heart of the world’s largest rainforest, he’d found himself drawn not to the people, not to the classes, but to the very plants that served as their protectors and barriers. Herbology and botany had grown to be his passions, and it was only in those classes that he felt that he could truly express himself. The study of wilder plants, the examination of ancient botanical specimens, both magical and mundane, had driven him more than he cared to admit. So it came that when one stared into the maw of a carnivorous plant, its very power overwhelming, they had to give up some semblance of ego. They had to swallow their fear and face a force primordial and ancient. In spite of his ego, in spite of his multitude of flaws, Raul had managed to do it.

Of course, outside of the safe confines of the jungle or the classroom, his newfound confidence found new purchase and meaning. The quidditch pitch was a place to prove himself. If he did not fear danger at the hands of a being more primordial and deadly than he, why would he fear the bludgers sent by his lesser-blooded opponents. Thrusting himself forth became a natural part of his role as a seeker. Moreover, it became his predestined role. He knew he was the best thing to grace the field since the invention of the golden snitch, why would he worry about the temporary damage of some mudblooded beater hailing from the backend of Peru or some other such nation.

With quidditch and herbology as the foundations of his new-founded cockiness, masquerading as fearlessness, Raul set forth into his fourth year. He didn’t dare worry about the words or actions of others, afterall, he could merely dodge their blows. In the worst case scenario, where such blows would find purchase, where he would find himself knocked to the floor in temporary embarrassment, he knew that such social worries were temporary. The short term victory of his would-be opponent was nothing when compared to the fact that he knew that he was better than them, intrinsically, eternally, forever-more.

100% HP: 1500/1500
Evasion: 0 +10% auto dodge
Strength: 10 13 +15%
Wisdom: 10 +10%
ArcPower: 2
Accuracy: 11 14

Comprehend Language: Giant (10% Wis)
Terrible Presence
Obnoxiously Strong (15% Str)

Broom: Moontrimmer (10% auto dodge)