Name: Agata Ríos Matos
Face Claim Scarlett Estevez

School: Castelobruxo
Year: Second
Status: Pureblood
Appearance:
If one were to look at Agata, they would simply call her tall. 162 cm to be accurate. It wasn't something she loved being pointed out, usually with her hunching or sitting down to minimise the effect. Agata's long brown hair is usually tied up in a bun or braids due to the long length, ease and comfort. She gained her mothers chocolate coloured eyes and olive skin, although her cheeky smile is very much her fathers, when you can get it out of her.

Personality:
Some might call Agata a mature child, and she was (she thought so anyway) but really it was just that she had a hard time letting people in. Whether it was because she grew up in a magical household and took the secret keeping a little too seriously, her parents often joking with tourists about Inca magic remaining around the city, or the fact she was the only child of seven to be still at home, one would never know. All they would be able to say is that it was hard to get close to the tall, lanky girl. Secretive and reclusive, she loves singing to her plants in her families garden instead of talking to people.

History:
Growing up in the ancient and bustling city of Cuzco, she always aware of constant change. Her parents plant shop constantly did so, the ebb and flow of the mountains bring life and change from the barrage of people filling the city.

Truly, Agata loved people, it wasn't that she was shy, just quiet. The constant flow of customers, locals and tourists alike to her families plant shop meant there was always someone there talking. It just wasn't her. She was mostly always content to listen. It was amazing how many people didn't stop and think, soak in the sun or stand in the rain. To many were busy with never-ending lives for that to be the case.

Having lived in the city all her life, Agata had never been truly alone. She'd had her six siblings to run amuck with, exploring the ancient walls and buildings that gave the city life. Some siblings, the three eldest, Julián, Sofía and Ariadna, had gone through Castlebruxo and made their paths out in the wide world. Due to the age gap, what with Julián being 27 and Agata 12, it had been hard to know the older trio, especially since she could remember the time of her first magic... The old Inca walls had shook and cried with her she stomped her six year old feet atop the ancient stone wall, rocks raining down upon her siblings in the most unnatural of directions, her magic making sure to punish them for teasing her. Her siblings had laughed up then not allowing her to play with the rest of them, seeing her as too young and silly to do so. Mama had said, later as they both sat brushing Agata's hair, that she was fierce and passionate and her magic was too. She should never forget that.

She was closer to her younger siblings, the twins María and Francisco, and Violeta, the sixth of their band of seven. These three were still at Castelobruxo, in their near final years of school. Agata had been excited to join them, relishing in the possibility that she would finally be able to do what the others were allowed to do, what she was capable of doing. She found that music, something her sisters Sofía and Violeta shared with her, and plants were her strongest subjects. She had decided, coming into this second year to focus more on herbology, something none of her siblings had chosen as a passion.

Is your character a Broom Racer? YES
Is your character a Quidditch Player? NO
Is your character a Duelist? NO.
Stats: Sta 8 ☀ Eva 7 ☀ Str 5 ☀ Wis 7 ☀ Arc 5 ☀ Acc 8

Pending: The stats are 5 short, the total is 35. As a full human, second year you are entitled to 5 more stat points.

Also, what was your first magic? The old Inca walls had shook and cried with her and she stomped her six year old feet atop the stone wall. Her siblings had laughed until then not allowing her to play with the rest, seeing her as too young and silly to do so. Just not sure what happened.

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NPC Name: Sherlock Dols
Link: viewtopic.php?t=22754
Year: 2
Content Changes: updating the trunk code
Trunk Coding: everything under the main reducio, please - thank you!

NPC Name: Manu Macedo
Link: of course!
Year: fourth
Stats: STA 10 | EVA 9 | STR 6 | WIS 9 | ARC 7 | ACC 11

(Aly has had a Quidditch wins since I made Manu, here. +1 to EVA.)

That's all that's being updated is the stat

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Name: Nuria Sutherland
School: Castelobruxo
Year: First
Status: Pureblood
Hometown: Consejo, Belize
Appearance:

Nuria has chocolate brown skin, and big brown doe eyes that gives her the appearance of perpetual excitement. To go along with it, her lips are typically curved in a puckish smile, not even entertaining a guise of innocence. If her face could tell a story, it would say, “Yup. It was me. I did it and what?”
Personality: Nuria likes to have fun. It’s really that simple. While she loves meeting new people and making friends (sometimes getting those friends into trouble alongside her,) she feels she’s more than capable of stirring up a ruckus on her own. She’s a spitfire who marches to the beat of her own drum. Her current saying, “What’s life without a few afternoons spent in detention?”

History: The Sutherland family may as well have mimicked the Weasley’s in its size with nine boys, one young girl and two parents to reel them in. The village they lived in was purely a magical community that was fairly small but close knit. Growing up near the beach, Nuria grew up spending much of her time near the water and wandering the jungle that served as a barrier between the magical community and the non-magical one. On one such occasion, when Nuria was six, she’d gotten separated from her mother and wandered the trees for nearly 45 minutes before coming face to face with a huge snake. Locked in its gaze, the only thing Nuria could think to do was scream at the top of her lungs. This made it easy for her mother to find her but by the time she’d gotten there, the supposed danger was gone.

Nuria blubbered on and on about how the snake had been one hundred feet long with teeth longer than the tallest palm in their yard. However, on further inspection, her mother realized this had been an over exaggeration. She’d spotted the culprit, puffed up like a helium filled balloon, floating under a canopy of leaves, and appearing as though it didn’t know how it got there. The funny thing was, Nuria hadn’t noticed what had happened at all and her mother decided not to tell her until they got back home. When her brothers learned that their sister’s first instance of magic had quite literally been a balloon animal, they swore to never let her live it down. Though whenever it comes up, she pays them in kind for their insults.

As her entire family had attended Castelobruxo and had been for generations, it only made sense that she’d go as well. Her tropical bird arrived with her letter, the same as it had for her brothers in previous years and the rest is… well, history.

Is your character a Broom Racer? No
Is your character a Quidditch Player? Yes (Chaser)
Is your character a Duelist? No
Stats: stamina 8 | evasion 8 | strength 3 | wisdom 2 | arc power 7 | accuracy 7

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NPC Name : Verona Carlito Andréas
Link : Ronnie
Year : F0urth
Stats : +1 from Summer Dueling Win

Stats : (54 Total, +3 Quidditch game wins, +1 Summer Duelling)
stamina 9 | evasion 9 (+1) ⇢ 10 | strength 7
wisdom 10 | arc power 8 | accuracy 10

Abilities : Until next time!
Extracurricular : Still a Duellist
Content Changes : N/A
Trunk Coding

ABILITTY APPLICATION

ADVANCE CASTING WC : 435 Reducio Ever since Ronnie received his first wand before he attended Castelobruxo, he knew he can do wonders with the said wands. Everywhere Ronnie goes, his books are glued to his hands. Before he attends Castelo, he already read many books whether it is about practical or theoretical magic. Because of that, Ronnie knows spell-casting incantation and movement like it is the back of his hand. Not many know, well except Ronnie's family, that he has a photographic memory. Because he has a photographic memory, it is what drives Ronnie to sign up and become a Duellist for Castelobruxo. When his peers asked how he always gets perfect grades in all his classes, Ronnie always said 'I just love to read, that's all'. He never boasted about that particular gift because his hard work and dedication to his schoolwork will show in the end and never fails him up until now. For him, action speaks louder than words. One day after a long day of school, Ronnie was laying in his bed, and he absentmindedly use the Hair Color-Changing Charm. A few minutes later, he use the Snowflake-Creating Spell. Though spell-casting seems like a breeze for the blue-greyish-eyed boy, Ronnie had difficulties performing the Slug-Vomiting Charm. Not only Ronnie could never stomach the said charm, he feels like spell-casting is all about healing or helping each other not to harm one individual. When his peers are more prone to using magic to resolve a dispute, Ronnie chose to use his word rather than flinging some spells unless he has to. As those comic books say, 'With great power, come great responsibility', Ronnie never abuses his power of spell-casting. Whereas many of his peers first failed in the first few times when casting some spells, Ronnie never had that problem when it comes down to spell-casting. Still, although Ronnie seems superior in his spell-casting, he always helps his friends whenever his friends needed his aid. Although Castelobruxo was not so big on wandwork, during his fundamental education, Ronnie picks Muggles studies alongside Ritual Magic as one of his elective classes. For him, balancing modern spell-casting (with a wand) is as important as doing traditional ones. As a kid that was born into a magical family and no less a pureblood one, Ronnie's father had instilled in him that a wand is essential for every wixes but Ronnie did not want to rely too much upon his wand just because he has magical abilities. For him, spell-casting is not all about wands. But it is all about the ability and the confidence in how to do the spell-casting itself.

EVASIVE MANEUVERS I WC : 787 Reducio It was a hot many years ago in Brazil. Usually, Summer in Brazil had a little breeze now and then but not that day. When all the youngsters love to go swimming or just stay indoors, that did not apply to 10 years old Ronnie. From he was a little boy, the second youngest of the Ramírez clan was known as an active and happy kid. Ronnie did not mind getting himself dirty. He likes to play in the rain and if his father is generous to him, his father lets him roll around in dirt or mud. And so, that particular day Ronnie feels like wants to break a sweat since he can not stand still and do nothing at his residence. Ronnie then grabbed a football ball the NFL football kind and run downstairs. When his feet landed on the ground level of his home, his house seems empty. His father, mother, oldest sister, and youngest sister are nowhere to be found. Ronnie then saw his second older brother lounging on the sun lounger near the swimming pool that is located in his house. Ronnie then stalked to where Venice lay about. "You blocking the sun, dude,"Venice said to Ronnie with eyes closed while soaking in the Summer heat. But Ronnie did not respond as he still stood in front of his brother. "What do you want, shrimp?"Venice inquired his brother. "Come play with me,"Ronnie uttered with excitement. Venice looked at Ronnie with one eye open. "No,"The second oldest denied it plainly. "You no fun,"The 10 years old said. Even though his brother denied him blatantly, Ronnie still got a trick or two up his sleeve. He then sit on the edge of the pool and started flicking Venice with water. "You will get me all wet, bro,"Venice started to complain. "I will stop if you play with me,"The dark brown-haired boy said to his brother. Venice looked at Ronnie and let out a sigh. "Fine,"The then 14 years old Venice complies with his brother's wish. Ronnie clapped his hands excitedly and tossed the oval ball to his older brother. A few short treks later, both of them are standing in the front yard of their home. "Catch!,"Venice said then he threw the ball towards the blue-greyish-eyed boy. Without warning, Venice started running at full speed to where his brother stood. When Ronnie caught the ball, his body also catches the ground. "Ow!"Ronnie let out a yelp of pain with how hard Venice came barrelling down on him and because of how hard his back collided with the ground. Venice then reached out his hand to help his brother get up. "What was that all about?"The younger boy inquired. "It is what do you think it is,"Venice replied. "And it is necessary for you to crash into me like a freight train?"Ronnie enquired his brother. Venice nodded his head with a playful smile on his lips. "You supposed to evaded it, dear brother,"Venice expressed. "And you supposed to tell me beforehand,"Ronnie banter. As a reply, Venice only shot Ronnie a playful smirk. "Want to go again or are you too chicken for that?,"Venice teased Ronnie. The smaller boy let out a growl and said they do it again. And again they shall do. For the first few times, Venice successfully tackled Ronnie down to the ground hard. Ronnie could feel his back will have bruises here and there with how many times his back collided with the ground. "Come on, bro, evade!"Venice demanded. Once Venice said that to Ronnie, like the first time, the older boy run at full speed. But this time Ronnie can read Venice's body language. So, when the distance between Venice and Ronnie got smaller, the young boy side-stepped to the right before Venice could tackle him this time. They do it a few more times. Every time Venice threw the ball at Ronnie, he ran at full charge and Ronnie managed to evade his brother's attack. "Time out, time out!,"Venice panted, clearly out of breath. His sweat rolled down his back and his forehead. "Come on, one last play,"The 10 years old pleaded with his brother. Venice shakes his head. "I'm done, Ve, and besides I can not take the heat anymore,"Venice replied as he swiped the sweat that rolled all over his face. Ronnie left out a huffed. "Fine,"Ronnie said. "Perhaps another day?"He asked his brother with enthusiasm. Venice only nodded his head while he caught his much-needed breath. Once the Ramírez brother is done running around in their front yard, Venice runs towards the swimming pool. He wasted no time jumping into it to cool off his body while Ronnie was still in the front yard practicing some of his impressive maneuvers.

EVASIVE MANEUVERS II WC : 546 Reducio Who said Duelling not as brutal as Quidditch, well, they never watched a single matches in their life. When Castelobruxo looking for some students to fill up the roster for Duellist, Ronnie was tempted to sign up for it but at the time his not as confident as he is right now. Castelobruxo was all about manual labor and rarely about wand-work but it did not stop Ronnie to sign up in the next year when he was already a second-year during his time studying at Castelo. Though he is inexperienced in the terms of Duelling, Ronnie could take the heat that his opponent throws in his way. He had been flipendoed and incendoed before. It hurt like hell when the wind was knocked out of your body or you were burned. During his time as a Duellist, he and his partner lost and wins some matches. For him, failure is a chance to learn to be better for the next match. The old saying said 'practice makes perfect' but for Ronnie, there were no such things since in this world nothing is perfect. And so for him 'practice makes better.' and that motto he carries anywhere he goes whether it is for school work-related or during Dulling matches or practice. One day, Ronnie was practicing some spells for the upcoming matches. One of his teammates comes into the room. She asked what was Ronnie doing. Ronnie told the girl that he is practicing for the next match. The girl then volunteered to be his opponent. Just like in any other school, students are not allowed to sling spells at each other unless an older student or Professor supervised it. After the girl finds an older year that was not too busy that day, the little Duelling practice commences. The practice goes swell until the girl throws a powerful Fire-Making Spell toward the dark-brown-haired boy. Ronnie yelped out as he did not see that coming. Though it is a powerful spell, Ronnie managed to get out of the way. Ronnie looked at the wall that had been enchanted behind him and then at the girl that standing on the opposite side of the piste. "Holy!,"The boy uttered in surprise. "What was that?"He asked the girl. "Just some good old fire-making spell, dear Ramírez, "The girl replied. "That was NOT just some good old Fire-Making Spell,"Ronnie uttered. He was impressed with the said spell. For a few minutes, the practice still rolled in. Every time his opponent slings a spell toward Ronnie, he evades it like a pro. Before their practice time was over, the other girl managed to sling one last spell. The Blindfolding one. When Ronnie saw the tale-tell of the fabric emitted from the other girls' wand and the said fabric fly in dangerously close towards him, he ducked down and the fabric falls limply to the ground. "Maybe next time, sleek,"The brunette boy said to his opponents with a playful smile. "You getting good at dodging spells, Ronnie,"The other girl said to him. "I hope one day we get to be partners up and we definitely will dominate the stage,"The girl expressed. Ronnie smiled at his teammate's statement. And when their free time was over, both of them get out of the Duelling Club room and walk side by side towards their next destination, respectively.

FEARLESS WC : 1.089 Reducio And though (s)he be but little, (s)he is fierce - William Shakespeare The quote above definitely applies to Ronnie. For as long as he remembered, Ronnie was never been afraid of anything. Some say he is a thrill-seeker. When Ronnie was about 8 years old, he liked to climb the highest tree that was residing in the Ramírez threshold. When Ronnie wants to get away or just looked up at the stars, he often times can be found laying around on the rooftop of his house. Throughout his life, Ronnie loves adventure. And being the brother of a Magizoologist, that opportunity always knocks on his door. Often time than not, Alex would bring him on her trip. Ronnie's passport had collected many stamps from all over the world. Although the Ramírez siblings are magical, their choices of transportation are either by ships (if Alex needs to go abroad) or by Floo powder and/or train (if Alex's duty is in the local area). Ronnie had tasted all kinds of thrill-seeking moments. He already rode one of the fastest rollercoasters in Dubai, UAE. He also had ridden the tallest rollercoaster somewhere in China. Had walked on the glass bridge of the Grand Canyon, USA. Had climbed Mount. Kilimanjaro that one time with Alex. Had tried the highest swings. And alongside Alex had climbed the many stairs (365 to be exact) of one of the Mesoamerican step pyramids known as the temple of Kukulcán (El Castillo) that dominates the center of the Chichén Itza. The temple itself is an archeological site in the Mexican state of Tinicum, Yucatán. Alex was also no different than Ronnie. The Ramírez siblings are definitely an adventurer and thrill-seeking buddies. So one day when Alex had unused vacation days and Ronnie's birthday will be coming soon, the oldest out of the four asked Ronnie if the second youngest of the Ramírez clan wanted to go cliff-diving with her. Without much thinking that needed to be done, Ronnie said yes to Alex's proposal. For the few days leading up to Ronnie's birthday, Alex made the arrangement so they could do a two weeks worth of trip for their cliff-diving experience - a holiday that was located in Blue Lagoon, Bali, Indonesia. Since the trip, they will take is far away from home, they need to make sure all the necessary things that they wanted to bring along their trip is packed and ready to go. So when the day came, Alex and Ronnie departed their house before noon. After some days (or maybe some hours since they traveled by the Diver) of their journey, finally, both of them landed in Port of Benoa, Bali, Indonesia. Since this is the first time both of the Ramírez siblings visit Indonesia, both of them are excited to explore this part of the world that they never visited before. So, after both of them safely arrived at their boarding, Alex walked around the local while Ronnie dozed off in their shared room. For the next few days, both of the Ramírez siblings tried local food and indulged themselves in local culture. On the day of Ronnie's birthday, both of the siblings took a small boat that will take them to a small island to do their first-ever cliff-diving. Once both of them arrived at Blue Lagoon, Nusa Penida, Bali, their cliff-diving instructor gave both Alex and Ronnie a brief training on how to do cliff-diving the right way. After both Alex and Ronnie swam around the clearing to make sure there was no rough coral or reef or even jutted-out stone around their cliff-diving spot, the wave is fairly easy to swim about, and both of them found their exit point, both Alex and Ronnie began climbing the cliff. Once they stood in front of the lowest height of the cliff which is 10 feet (3m) the cliff, without much thinking, Alex did a small run before she splashed off into the very deep sea below them. When Alex emerged from the crystal-blue water, she encourage Ronnie to do the same. Ronnie did the same as Alex did earlier. The adrenaline that was coursing in both of the Ramírez siblings made them send various jumps over the various heights of the cliffs. Once both of them stand on the highest cliff point that Blue Lagoon can offer which is 40 feet (12m) above the deep sea below them, Alex did what she has done earlier but only this time she added a backflip before she splashed into the water. "That was wicked, Alex!"Ronnie hollowed from where he stood on the cliff. From under the cliff, as Alex swam around, she gave Ronnie a thumbs up and a wink as her reaction to what Ronnie had said to her earlier. "Now is your chance, dear brother,"Alex said. Ronnie nodded his head. Just like what he did earlier, Ronnie make a small run while calculating mentally before he leaped off the cliff, he did a front-flip. When he did the front-flip the feels was like when you know a rollercoaster you rode on will have that big drop. Ronnie can feel his heart in his throat before the water hit him. Once Ronnie emerged from the water, his blue-greyish eyes looked at Alex's blue eyes. "You did not tell me how that felt,"The second youngest exclaimed as he splashed his sister in a playful manner. "That was exhilarating and yet scary at the same time" Ronnie added. "If I told you how it felt, would it make any difference?"The oldest of the Ramírez siblings quipped. "No,"Ronnie replied shortly and let out a small laugh. "That's what I thought,"Alex answered and splashed her younger brother in the same way Ronnie just did earlier. For several more hours, both of them did some jumps off of the cliff and swam around the sea for quite some time until both of them felt like it is their time to go back to the land. Once both Alex and Ronnie boarded the small ship that will take them to the mainland again, both of them share the same euphoric smile from such an experience."That was the best birthday give ever, Lexa,"Ronnie said to his oldest sister while both of them dried off. "Glad you like it,"Alex replied back. "Happy birthday, Verona"Alex uttered and side hugs her second younger brother as both of them walked off the boat. Once they safely arrived on the mainland, both of them continued their remaining holiday days filled up with adventures until the day they need to come back home after that much-needed holiday.

BROOM RACER No DUELIST Yes QUIDDITCH PLAYER No

STATS stamina 9 ♣ evasion 10 ♣ strength 7 wisdom 10 ♣ arc power 8 ♣ accuracy 10 (full human 50 fourth year stats + 3 stat points from Quidditch win +1 from Summer Dueling)

Code Credit (above and below) • Draven Mirador

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SORAIA DAIANE MARTÍN SAMPAIO

SCHOOL ────── Castelobruxo AGE ────── 13 YEAR ────── Third BIRTHDATE ────── Feb. 13, 2009 BLOOD STATS ────── Pureblood BIRTHPLACE ────── Salvador, Bahia, Brazil FACE CLAIM(S) ────── Sofia Wylie & Isabella Peschardt

NOTE Lucky was born in 2008 and Soraia was born in 2009 but they are the same age! Lucky just had the bad fortune to have a late birthday. Let's get this show on the road. APPEARANCE With almond shaped eyes, a head full of curly hair, and a brown tint to her skin, Brazilian born Soraia is considered to be a pretty girl. Her height and hair stand out as identifying markers but she's your everyday, average teenage girl. Reducio Claim(s): Sofia Wylie (13 - 16) & Isabella Peschardt (17 - Adult) Soraia is considered a marvelous girl to her family. With a head full of thick, dark coils, her chocolate eyes, broad nose, and full, heart-shaped lips -- she's a little beauty. The only daughter of an Afro-Brazilian and his French lover, Soraia has spent all of her life in Brazil. Her skin is a lighter tint than her father's gorgeous ebony tone but darker than her mother's warm porcelain skin -- marking the differences between them all. But her eyes were given to her by her mother and her smile came from her father. She's a spry blend of them both. Another thing received from her parents is her height. Her father is 6'4 and her mother is 5'9. Although Soraia is only thirteen years old, she stands at 5'4 -- well above the average height for girls her age -- and shows no signs of slowing down. She's always been ahead of the curve when it came to growth. So much so that it was hard for her to control her limbs for a long time. She often would injure herself simply going from point A to point B. She was awkward and uncoordinated until her mother introduced her to dance. Years in samba schools have made her movements graceful and controlled. Oftentimes, she wears her hair in its natural state. Dark brown coils spring beautifully from her head and brush against her shoulders. In its natural state, she can often pull it into a fun bun or high ponytail. When she doesn't feel like taking the self-care measures to maintain her hair, she has it in a protective style: braids! HISTORY She's a pureblood witch born to people who were radically different from one another. Her father -- a Brazilian ministry of magic employee -- and her mother -- a French born ballerina -- were complete and total opposites. Everything about their lives contradicted one another. Reducio João Francisco Cardoso Sampaio was born to a middle-class wizarding family. He grew up in a wizarding community not too far from São Paulo. Everything about his life was as normal as it could get in the extraordinary magic world. He lived contently with his enterprising parents, he had three siblings -- he was the oldest of them all, and his life was completely mapped out. Everything he ever wanted to do, he planned it. He was funny like that. The one thing he didn't see coming was falling in love with a tourist at the age of sixteen -- and loving her sight unseen for the next decade. Jolie Camille Martín lived her life on the edge. Her father was a traveler, interested in the pleasures of life. Her mother died when she was a child. It was always Jolie and her dad. She was born in France but considered herself a citizen of the world. It was during one of their trips that she met João. They were fascinated with one another and feel deeply into a teenage love affair. However, within three months -- Jolie and her father were on the go again. She and João were torn apart physically but never apart emotionally. They carried on their love through letters, living their lives but wanting to be together. During their years apart, João graduated from Castelobruxo, began work in the ministry, and created a life for himself. Jolie immersed herself in the muggle world as an adult, preferring their simplicity to wizards. She gave up her use of magic and became a prima ballerina in France. Despite their achievements and success, nothing began to make them as happy as they made one another. Jolie took the first step -- leaving her career behind and moving to Brazil to be with João. They got married, settled in Bahia (in a wonderful neighborhood called Itapuã), and created a life together -- eventually giving birth to a daughter in 2009. Soraia joined a large extended family -- her father's siblings, dozens of cousins, beloved aunts and uncles, and loving grandparents. Most of all, she was her parent's pride and joy, the physical representation of all their love. Soraia was an energetic child right from the start. They had to keep her busy with constant activity just to get her to sleep at night. She was a clumsy girl, often uncoordinated through her excitement. She was always on the go and sometimes it would put her off balance. She'd bolt up from a seat, preparing to run, and would trip over her own feet. Or she'd be in a hurry to get someone and would wobble unsteadily. As she grew older, the activities changed. Her parents' support and encouragement helped her grow into an extroverted young woman. Soraia was a popular girl in their neighborhood, often pulling her friends together to host monthly sleepovers or play dates in the park. For a long time, Soraia was an only child. It was the reason she eagerly gained as many friends and close relationships -- she has always wanted to be close to people. She was spoiled, doted on, and adored. It was an idyllic life that Soraia lived. She doesn't know strife or worry. All she knows is happiness and harmony. In 2018, her mother gave birth to another child -- a daughter they named Isabela. The Sampaio family still lives in Salvador while Soraia studies at Castelobruxo. A normal, little family. PERSONALITY Fun-loving, quick-witted, and open-hearted. Soraia shines as bright as sunlight. She's warm and engaging, loves making friends, but can also be extremely competitive. It can be a major flaw. Reducio Tragedy and sadness have never touched Soraia's life. It's a gift, a blessing, of course. And it characterizes how she reacts to the world around her. She's full of joy, and is a girl with immense spirit and boundless energy. Soraia does her best to be the life of the party. She's always there with an encouraging word and doesn't mind being a 'bad' influence. Just as long as people are enjoying life. It's a beautiful thing to her, a treasure, and she makes sure everyone around her knows it. She's made of great traits. Courage, kindness, determination. But there are a few in there that aren't exactly positive. Due to her parents' doting and care, Soraia grew up to be a little spoiled. She's not materialistic, has never worn the latest fashions or owned high-tech muggle gadgets. No, she's just used to things going her way. She's used to being the center of attention. When she doesn't have that, she can be a little awkward and unsure of herself. She's also extremely competitive. The bright, happy girl is a fierce competitor and does her best to make sure she always comes out on top in a challenge. Her father calls it fortitude. Her mother calls it 'being a sore loser'. Tomato, tomato. Her hobbies and interests are a part of her well-rounded persona. Soraia loves to dance -- a fairly talented (albeit amateur) Samba dancer -- she originally began to learn to help with her balance. Her mother was a ballerina but ballet was much too calm for her to gain interest in. Along with dancing, she enjoys mostly physical and outdoor activity. Surfing, running, hiking. All that energy has to burn out somehow! She's the friend that often encourages people to wake up early simply to bask in the sunset. Her laugh is melodic, her smile is bright, and she has a habit of dancing when she's happy. Which is constant. All in all, she's a pretty well-rounded girl who isn't afraid to stand up for what she believes is right. She's got a sense of self that would rival anyone. Soraia loves making friends. Leave her alone for five minutes and she's probably gained about three or four friends. But don't mistake her kindness for weakness. There's a strength in her -- brought on by her sense of self. She knows who she is, she knows what she considers to be right. Don't push her because she'll push back.

ABILITY APPLICATION

advanced casting WC: 448

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there are a few things that soraia takes seriously: her mother when she calls her full name, carnival, and her duties as a witch. she grew up surrounded by magic, surrounded by people who could effortlessly perform wonders. her father especially. she would dream about the day she got to begin her own journey. when that gorgeous peach-faced lovebird flew to the sampaio home at the start of carnival -- that was when it all began. everything was a whirlwind at that point but one thing she was sure of -- she couldn't wait to get a wand. when she finally did, it was the greatest day of her life. she spent hours practicing movements with absolute fascination.

even during her first year -- when she knew maybe one or two spells, soraia would obsessively practice them over and over. pronunciation, spell effects, movement. repeat. with every spell she would go on to learn, soraia took her time. she perfected it. every single time she did well or got praise, soraia felt immense pride in herself. over the next few years, it became her process. her study until perfected method increased her productivity. she went from spelling a week obsessing over every move, every flick of her wrist, and every syllable of the spell to...mere days. practice more than made perfect. it wasn't as if she had some kind of pressure from home that was making her hold herself to such a high standard. her parents aren't obsessed with grades or owls. it is pressure from within.

when her father was a student at castelobruxo, he was a prodigal student. he was advanced and well-learned in fundamental subjects as well as superior ones. (in other words, he was a nerd.) he enjoyed the challenge of his courses but he would never hold his daughter to the same standards. and her mother? she's a bold, creative spirit that attended beauxbatons for part of her formal years but education was not her forte. if the family had stuck around france? it was likely that she wouldn't have graduated at all.

no, her parents don't pressure or demand. she's harder on herself than anyone else could ever be. it is because she believes that magic is beautiful. it's wonderful. even at thirteen, there is a respect for the wizarding arts that she doesn't think many of her peers have. besides her respect for magic, she's a duellist. yet another way for her to sharpen and hone her skills as a witch. soraia isn't an overly serious girl. she likes to laugh, frolic, and joke just like other teenagers but when it comes to her education? she's as serious and driven as can be.

comprehend languages WC: 492 | language chosen: veela

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soraia has always been a girl prone to bouts of curiosity. she can't exactly help it, the unknown fascinates her. (she's what her grandmother likes to call nosy.) growing up, she got an up close and personal look at the wizarding world and the muggle world. they were duel entities in her life.

her mother, jolie, loves muggle culture and lived a life without magic before the young girl was even born. jolie made the decision to live without magic in her early adulthood. she became a prima ballerina in france, living among muggles -- and only changed her mind when she decided to join the love of her life in brazil. despite reentering the magic world (and resuming practicing magic), jolie still enjoyed aspects of the muggle world. soraia became like a sponge, soaking up information passed informally to her. musical acts, songs, and muggle world history. she also learned english and french right along with her portuguese, her native language, as a child. her father was just the same as her mother when it came to sharing his love of the wizarding world. joão has worked in the department for the regulation and control of magical creatures for almost as long as soraia has been alive. her father's love and care for different cultures and species' besides his own were not lost on his child. she adapted his behavior, approaching those who are different -- and learn differently -- with kindness.

as a child, soraia would sometimes go to work with her father. it was very rare but she'd sit in his office, swing her little feet, and listen to him on the phone or eavesdrop on meetings. trolls, elves, goblin. all beings she learned about before she even knew about santa claus. she learned bits and pieces of different languages sitting at her father's feet. he would go on to teach her words. he couldn't speak many languages fluently himself but he enjoyed sharing those little learning moments with his child. she learned phrases in troll and learned that mermaids have their own special language that they can speak and understand through the water. her father's affiliates with creatures didn't end at work. he would often befriend them. it's how she learned veela -- through a friend of her father's, a young man who worked in the same department.

he became close to the family and over the years, began informally teaching soraia a fourth language. as she did with english and french, she picked it up fairly easily and with enthusiasm. veela was beautiful to her and she was grateful to learn as much as she could. not just the language but the history, the life story of the people who created a language she deeply admired. present day, she still maintains respect for different creatures and cultures. she even keeps her veela skills fresh by practicing the language in her spare moments and constantly researching to remain up to date.

spell spread WC: 438

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go big or go home. is that what the americans say? well, soraia has no intention of doing anything besides going big. according to the standards that she holds herself to? there's no other option for her. it matches her boisterous personality. her bright, boundless energy demands that she use it for something and most of the time, it's for magic. soraia can be described as an intense devotee to learning as much as she can and is constantly on the go. she studies and practices spells like nothing anyone has ever seen. sometimes, she even mutters incantations in her sleep -- it's serious for her. and that's why she doesn't ever want to limit herself.

after seeing a spell being spread during a duel, it became yet another primary goal for her to achieve during her third year. often times, soraia knows a spell like the back of her hand. she could utter it while sleepwalking, she could do the movement required with a fraction of detail and still nail it. she even does research when a spell does have multiple uses. for her, it was very easy to dive into the curiosity about an ability that wasn't on her radar until she saw it perform. with soraia, there is always the idea -- the question of what happens if you push just a little bit further.

spell spreading became almost an obsession. when she achieves one goal, there's always another put in it's place. there is no limit for soraia. she saw it and she wanted to do it as well. the power, the boldness. it fascinated her on a level that spells often do. just is her routine, she spent weeks practicing. when she finally made an attempt, it backfired. she spent a few hours in the infirmary trying to make up a good lie to cover the fact that she'd been practicing a tricky thing without supervision. the hit to her pride hurt way more than a bump to the head did.

soraia took another roll of the dice -- and decided to give it another try. what she couldn't replicate with her physical and verbal commands, soraia did her best to learn. she poured over books, rearming herself with information and testimonies from other wizards and witches. it wasn't just a handy trick that she knew she'd be able to pull out during any competition, it was the physical representation of her magic being precise and unrestrained. the next time she attempted the spell spread with the immobulus spell, you could hear her scream of absolute joy -- at the fact that she succeeded. just as she always trained herself to do.

BROOM RACER no QUIDDITCH PLAYER no DUELLIST yes

STATS stamina 09 | evasion 08 | strength 04 wisdom 09 | arc power 05 | accuracy 10

PENDING - September 26 - Owled about the need for edits by October 3rd.

Edits needed: "She has a few scars -- one along her knee, which happened due to a surfing incident as a child. And another over her eye. She doesn't discuss what happened so it's a mystery to most how it happened. (It was a firecracker incident gone horribly wrong) Only by the grace of some higher power does she not have more." - Soraia is a pureblood child, her having scars is inconsistent with this background because parents could wave their wand and easily get rid of any scars that are caused by the above muggle-like means.

The majority of the history provided is her parents, we need more information on Soraia's backstory - Your character lived for thirteen years so far. Please give us a summary of their childhood, with details like their experiences with family, schooling and friends.

Conflicting story - in the comprehend languages application - you mention Soraia's mom was raised muggle, but she is a pureblood. This is inconsistent. Please fix this mention. "her mother, jolie, loves muggle culture and lived a life without magic before the young girl was even born so soraia became like a sponge, soaking up information passed informally to her." It implies her mother was raised muggle, please just make it more clear her mother just spent a few years in the muggle world. Also make it more clear in the mom's history whether or not she completely gave up magic during her time as a ballerina - she could have still been living with magic daily despite the muggle profession - as it's uncommon coming from a pureblood background and would just need a bit of clarity.

Also - please make it clear that the spell spread application is the third-year ability because it has a third-year prerequisite. You can change the order of the applications to make it clear, or just mention that she was practicing in third year to make it more clear.

APPROVED

Name: Sabrina Ortega
School: Castelobruxo
Year: First
Status: Half- Blood
Appearance: Sabrina has olive skin and dark black hair. Her eyes are the same shade of green brown as an olive. Sabrina is right in the middle between tall and short.

Personality: Sabrina is a bold girl who isn’t afraid to speak her mind. She is what some might refer to as fast tempered but she would rather say she speaks her mind and does what she wants to.
History: Sabrina was born in Corocio, Bolivia to a muggle mother, Juli Ortega, and a wizard father, Tomas Ortega. Sabrina was their second child, making her the second oldest to one. Her older sister, fourteen year old Catrina, is a muggle like her mother. Her little brother, Luis, is seven. The family was mostly know for their kindness to others regardless of their blood status. Sabrina went to a small muggle school for several years before her parents made the decision to homeschool her but that didn’t stop her from managing to get into fights with other children. Sabrina learned a great deal from her mother after she switched to homeschooling including learning how to speak English. Sabrina grew more and more outspoken the older she got, especially with her sister and brother. Her parents tried their best to encourage her to avoid being so outspoken with others but only managed to do so a tiny amount. Sabrina had her first instance of magic at age nine. She was rather excited to be the first child to be a witch. Her first instance was when her sister and her were walking by a small pond by their home when her sister suddenly shoved her so she would fall into the pond. Sabrina braced herself to hit the water but she never did. Instead, she was hovering a few inches above the water. She was shocked. Catrina helped her get back in land before running back to their home to inform their father that Sabrina was a witch. He smiled and hugged Sabrina, telling her how proud he was of her.
Is your character a Broom Racer? NO
Is your character a Quidditch Player? NO
Is your character a Duelist? NO
Stats: sta • 7| eva • 6 | str • 7| wis • 4|arc • 5 | acc • 6
Abilities: None

Approved

NPC Name: Agata Rios Matos
Link: Here
Year: Second
Stats:
Abilities:

Fearless - 407 words

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She’d never been one to look for danger but there was always something dangerous about living in the ancient city of Cusco, Peru. Of being surrounded by jungle and mountains and ancient cracking temples. Growing up, her parents had always warned her about where she should go and where to avoid, but having spent the last nearly 11 years walking the city, Agata didn’t feel the usual caution or fear that she saw in others. Especially the tourists. They were everywhere. Roaming around the streets in wonder. But to her this was home. And it always would be.

Gallivanting around the city with her siblings was always the best part of her day. Now that they were away at school, Agata was on her lonesome. She’d been used to it of course in some way. The youngest of seven, she’d been left to her own devices many times by her parents who were too busy running their plant shop to truly look after her. They specialised in muggle and magical plants, providing anyone with ingredients for whatever they may need. Her siblings at first at cared for her, but as she got older and they left for Castelobruxo, they too left her to her own devices. In the end, she’d spent days exploring the ruins of Machu Picchu, taking the train by herself, and climbing, albeit secretly, the ruins to explore.

She’d even come across sun bears and pumas when walking the ruins in the early mornings. Instead of the rush of fear one would expect at seeing such magnificent beasts, she’d only felt respect and admiration for them. She quietly snuck out of their way, heading towards a different part of the terraced gardens, leaving the animals to themselves. Although she didn’t fear them, she wasn’t stupid. It would be best to leave them alone.

The adventures hadn’t stopped in Machu Picchu. When she was still in Cusco, on days where her mother forbid her from exploring, she’d help in the shop. Her mother would always send her on errands, either delivering packages or getting them for the shop. It was one of her favourite pastimes, and had been for years. She’d been braving the streets doing these errands without assistance for over 5 years now, and felt comfortable in walking the criss-crossing, star-aligning streets by herself without help. She always waved and smiled at her neighbours, not bothered by the sedate llamas or busy cars.

Potion Mastery - 420 words

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She’d been stuck helping her parents in the shop over the Summer. After what had ended up in a disastrous exploration of the European continent and what the British termed, the best school ever (insert eye roll here), her parents had basically kept her holed up inside. Being the youngest, her parents coddled her like a baby, always making sure she was well and wasn’t in pain. She was sick of it. She had paid her older siblings to do her chores for her basically everyday so she could escape.

She didn’t go far. Just around to the next street, into an abandoned building where she had set up her cauldron and supplies on the lower floor. The building had long since been vacated and was a perfect spot to brew potions away from prying eyes. Most of the things she used were her own from school and ingredients weren’t hard to come by either – her parents owned and grew plants for a living. They had numerous magical potion supplies right there for anyone who needed them. Agata wasn’t stealing them, she was borrowing them. Turning them into something useful. They would have been sitting there collecting dust otherwise. It was what she told herself anyway.

Week after week, she spent sat there in the dusty old decaying building reading her potions textbook. It was after three failed attempts that she’d resorted to asking her older brother Julián for help. He was an adult, more than capable of helping her with the magical spell component of her potions. He’d been suspicious at first, but when she’d explained it was because she wanted to learn more about potions he had agreed. It wasn’t his forte but anything for his youngest sister. Sometimes being the youngest paid off! They’d set about doing it every 3 days or so, when they could both get out of chores and work. She’d collected the ingredients and brewed the potions carefully, making sure every one was the correct colour, consistency and if applicable taste.

Once the actual brewing had commenced Julián had proposed she make a journal with all her notes. She’d scoffed at the idea at first, but now, 5 weeks in, she was glad to have listened to him. Every time she trialled a new potion, she noted it down. What type of potion it was, what it did to the consumer, what it looked like, smelt like, tasted like. They were all important details that would help her succeed in learning her potions.

Extracurricular: Can I change to quidditch? If so, I would like to be a chaser. If not, nevermind.
Content Changes: Any updates to history/personality/etc will go here. Please provide detail on what exactly is changing and why.
Trunk Coding:

Trunk

Stats:

Sta 8 | Eva 7 | Str 5 | Wis 7 | Arc 5 | Acc 8

Abilities:

Fearless

Reducio

She’d never been one to look for danger but there was always something dangerous about living in the ancient city of Cusco, Peru. Of being surrounded by jungle and mountains and ancient cracking temples. Growing up, her parents had always warned her about where she should go and where to avoid, but having spent the last nearly 11 years walking the city, Agata didn’t feel the usual caution or fear that she saw in others. Especially the tourists. They were everywhere. Roaming around the streets in wonder. But to her this was home. And it always would be.

Gallivanting around the city with her siblings was always the best part of her day. Now that they were away at school, Agata was on her lonesome. She’d been used to it of course in some way. The youngest of seven, she’d been left to her own devices many times by her parents who were too busy running their plant shop to truly look after her. They specialised in muggle and magical plants, providing anyone with ingredients for whatever they may need. Her siblings at first at cared for her, but as she got older and they left for Castelobruxo, they too left her to her own devices. In the end, she’d spent days exploring the ruins of Machu Picchu, taking the train by herself, and climbing, albeit secretly, the ruins to explore.

She’d even come across sun bears and pumas when walking the ruins in the early mornings. Instead of the rush of fear one would expect at seeing such magnificent beasts, she’d only felt respect and admiration for them. She quietly snuck out of their way, heading towards a different part of the terraced gardens, leaving the animals to themselves. Although she didn’t fear them, she wasn’t stupid. It would be best to leave them alone.

The adventures hadn’t stopped in Machu Picchu. When she was still in Cusco, on days where her mother forbid her from exploring, she’d help in the shop. Her mother would always send her on errands, either delivering packages or getting them for the shop. It was one of her favourite pastimes, and had been for years. She’d been braving the streets doing these errands without assistance for over 5 years now, and felt comfortable in walking the criss-crossing, star-aligning streets by herself without help. She always waved and smiled at her neighbours, not bothered by the sedate llamas or busy cars.

Potion Mastery

Reducio

She’d been stuck helping her parents in the shop over the Summer. After what had ended up in a disastrous exploration of the European continent and what the British termed, the best school ever (insert eye roll here), her parents had basically kept her holed up inside. Being the youngest, her parents coddled her like a baby, always making sure she was well and wasn’t in pain. She was sick of it. She had paid her older siblings to do her chores for her basically everyday so she could escape.

She didn’t go far. Just around to the next street, into an abandoned building where she had set up her cauldron and supplies on the lower floor. The building had long since been vacated and was a perfect spot to brew potions away from prying eyes. Most of the things she used were her own from school and ingredients weren’t hard to come by either – her parents owned and grew plants for a living. They had numerous magical potion supplies right there for anyone who needed them. Agata wasn’t stealing them, she was borrowing them. Turning them into something useful. They would have been sitting there collecting dust otherwise. It was what she told herself anyway.

Week after week, she spent sat there in the dusty old decaying building reading her potions textbook. It was after three failed attempts that she’d resorted to asking her older brother Julián for help. He was an adult, more than capable of helping her with the magical spell component of her potions. He’d been suspicious at first, but when she’d explained it was because she wanted to learn more about potions he had agreed. It wasn’t his forte but anything for his youngest sister. Sometimes being the youngest paid off! They’d set about doing it every 3 days or so, when they could both get out of chores and work. She’d collected the ingredients and brewed the potions carefully, making sure every one was the correct colour, consistency and if applicable taste.

Once the actual brewing had commenced Julián had proposed she make a journal with all her notes. She’d scoffed at the idea at first, but now, 5 weeks in, she was glad to have listened to him. Every time she trialled a new potion, she noted it down. What type of potion it was, what it did to the consumer, what it looked like, smelt like, tasted like. They were all important details that would help her succeed in learning her potions.

Approved

Castelobruxo

NAME ────── Lorelai Diniz AGE ────── 12 YEAR ────── 2nd HOUSE ────── none BLOOD STATS ────── muggle-born BIRTHDAY ────── 27/03/2011 FACECLAIM ────── here

NOTE APPEARANCE A brief overview of your character's appearance goes here. Reducio Lorelai has dark brown hair and blue eyes. Her skin is pale, and has a few freckles, that are hard to see. Her hair is straight, and she is tall for her age. Reducio HISTORY A brief overview of your character's history goes here. Reducio Lorelai was born to a muggle family, that knew nothing abut magic. The Diniz family was a family that was quite rich and old. They lived in Rio de Janeiro for many years, until they moved to Santos, where Lorelai lived. She studied in a Muggle school and loved volleyball, and played in her school's team. The girl also was close with her mother, they usually went shopping together. Her parents also owned a house in Rio de Janeiro, so they would always visit. The girl loved the beach, the waves and playing in the sand. Her parents always were proud of their three daughters and son. Lorelai had an older brother, Marcus, and her younger twin sisters, Stella and Isa. Her brother was 14, and the twins were 7 years old. Her parents, Theo and Olivia were both doctors, but Olivia was a pediatrician and Theo was a surgeon, meaning her father never really had extra time, except for weekends. Isa and Stella looked exactly alike, blond hair, blue eyes and pale skin. Marcus looked like an older masculine version of Lorelai, blue eyes, pale skin and brown hair. Lorelai was closer with her brother than the twins. She had many friends at her school, and sometimes she took them to Rio. They always loved it. When she was 9 years old, she was playing in the beach, and then, she fell on the floor, and she ended up getting a little bit hurt. Her knee was bleeding, and then her hair turned red, the color of her blood. Her parents were surprised, and never had seen anything like that, but the next day it was brown again. PERSONALITY A brief overview of your character's personality goes here. Reducio She is an extroverted girl, Lorelai has always been clumsy, and she's bold. The girl has a big imagination, and loves reading fashion magazines, she also loves to play volleyball, and before Castelobruxo, was a part of her volleyball team. She is also very smart and ambitious, always wanting more than she has. She loves cooking, and she enjoys the smell of vanilla.

ABILITIES

PERFECTIONIST

Reducio

Perfection. It was a whole world. Well, at least according to Lorelai.

She wasn't always perfect, but when she was five years old, she observed her messy room for the first time. Their family did have a maid, Antonella, but this day, Lorelai saw her room before the maid cleaned it. She was surprised. It was a real mess, and she started to clean it, before her maid did.

Since then, Lorelai always wanted everything to be perfect. Her hair, her outfit, her room, everything! She worked hard for everything and always took her time.

The girl always took her time doing things, for example, when she was seven years old, she didn't want to come out of her room, because her shoes didn't match her outfit. Her shoes were blue and her skirt was green. Everything looked good on her, but she didn't come out until she found black shoes.

When Lorelai was cooking, she made everything with precision, everything needed to be the way she wanted it to be. It was her motto. She always did everything by steps. The girl never lost anything, well when she did, she looked a bit and found it, because everything she owned was organized, from pencil cases, to magazines, to cd disks.. Everything! She always thought that if she didn't organize, she would lose something with value.

In school, her grades were good, and she always studied hard, she needed time to study. The girl always spent hours in her room, just reviewing her notes, and to study, she took time. Her mother was so proud of her for doing this. To her, school was easy, because of fact she actually enjoyed studying. Her friends did not, so they're grades weren't as good.

Lorelai was in fact an overachiever, she thought it was a good thing, well it was in some points, but she spent most of her childhood perfecting things, studying, etc. She didn't mind her childhood, she just wanted things to be her way. And most of the time, they were. When they weren't she tried her best to make things look the way she wanted them to be.

Her parents also expected a lot from their child. They wanted good grades, for her to do well in volleyball, for their daughter to cook well.. Anyway, her parents, Olivia and Theo put her in the best schools, the best volleyball lessons, they hired famous teachers to be her tutor, and they even hired the best hair stylists for her to attend parties. Just to attend parties.

But, everything that she did needed to be the way she wanted it to be. In other words, perfect.

SIXTH SENSE

DUELLIST no QUIDDITCH PLAYER no BROOM RACER yes

STATS sta ● 9| eva ● 4 | str ● 7 | wis ● 9 | arc ● 5| acc ● 6

Pending June 8 (Lear)
Your stats add up to 35, please give yourself 5 more stat points.

Approved (Lear) June 9

Here is a copy of your encyclopedia: [Link].

Approved (Lear)

Update - 2nd July - added reason to the ency as I couldn't see it on there and moved back on roster to 2nd year as they were accidentally moved up.