Ilvermorny NPC iNPC Registry

Name: Astrid Kovac
Age: 11
School Year: First Year
House: Thunderbird
Race: Human
Blood status: Muggleborn

Appearance: Astrid has a doe-like appearance. She has long light brown hair and large caramel eyes. Both her nose and mouth are rounded and small. That, and her small stature make Astrid look to be an 8 year old. Her clothing style varies from childish with large skirts and bow, to more of a party with colorful clothing and bracelets.

Personality: First impressions would dictate that Astrid is a sweet kid who would love nothing other than to impress her parents. Astrid, though, is more into adventures and sub-plots that she enjoys concocting whenever she is bored and feels a little manipulative. Most of the time, she is generally exuberant and out there, not really caring for the rules, but more the adventure that will happen. She enjoys parties, candies, and dancing, as well as most sports, but dislikes over-protective people and studying.

History: Astrid was born and raised in Elko, Nevada. She had a large family, with the majority of her cousins and siblings being boys. She was also one of the youngest children, which caused her to get a lot of love from the adults in her family. After a little while, Astrid learned how to use their love to her advantage. She slowly mainpulated them into giving her what she wanted, and found this to be an entertaining past time. Astrid was easily bored, though, and realized that her interests were more into adventure and parties. Two different aspects, sure, but neither of them really fit what her current layout was of being the studious child.
Changing slowly, she was able to become more adventurous and go to more parties without her family changing their mindset about her too much. When she got the letter that she had made it into Ilvermorny, she was excited. A brand new adventure, and one that had magic? She was thrilled. Her family also viewed her as more special because she could preform magic unlike the rest of the family.
It did put some doubt in her head, was she actually able to manipulate people, or was that her magic just showing it's effects?

Her magic was also shown through increased healing speed, as well as the tendency to not get lost.

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However, a reminder that magic does not show up as additional abilities. Everyone starts on a level playing field, including NPCs. I tossed a strike line through the hidden-text regarding that part. 

Being a muggle-born, of note would be the fact that shortly after you left for Hogwarts (being a first year very recently) they stopped mentioning magic, referring to your school as simply a special school for special children. This would be because they forgot what they knew about Ilvermorny, they knew the school's name of course but they did not seem to grasp the gravity of difference. 

Being a first year, she would not have experienced it yet but she soon would -- when it was time to go home she was not being prevented but she would be distracted from returning home, offers to go on cultural trips and fascinating exchanges as well as extra credit activities all taking place during the times when she would normally go home. 

Name: Karilyna Kawahara
Age: 11
School Year: First Year
House: Thunderbird
Race: Human
Blood Status: Wizard-born
Appearance:

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Height: 4'10"
Weight: 76 lbs.
Karilyna has medium-length hair that is a deep jet-black. She has huge, doe-like brown eyes that are the most obvious feature on her oval-like face. They seem to change to a deep black in dark places. She has a very pale complexion unlike most Asians. Petite (for Americans) with an especially slender frame, she looks much younger than her 13 years. If she were to live in Asia, she would likely be average-sized.
Faceclaim: Gyu Ri Kim

Personality:

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Karilyna is generally outgoing, although she tends to retreat into her shell when hurt, nervous, or sad. To a random person, she would probably be your typical extroverted leader. She cares deeply about others but can hold a serious grudge if you upset her. Playful smile always on her lips, she can't help but joke around with people she is comfortable with.
She is definitely not selfish or spoiled, which is contrary to the behavior upbringing the snobby couple who adopted her. In fact, Karilyna is probably one of the kindest people you will meet, always ready to share the wealth that she does not want.

History:

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Enmei and Akiko Kawahara were the perfect couple. Both purebloods, they had attended Mahuotokoro together. Growing up along side each other forged an unbreakable bond between the two. Not many years after the pair graduated from the wizarding school, they were married. Although the marriage was rough due to Enmei's parents disapproving of Akiko's heritage--her family was a pureblood line, but one of her recent ancestors had become enamored with Dark Magic and brought derision upon the entire family--they were happy.

Enmei and Akiko only had one child. Born on July 16, 2008, Karilyna Aiko Kawahara was the light of the couple's life. Creamy pale skin accentuated her mother's long-lashed eyes and her father's big smile. The two vowed not to have more children, spoiling the only daughter they had. Both parents being from very wealthy wizarding families, they had more money they could ever spend in Gringotts.

And then it came. A terrible, unknown virus that killed instantly sparked inside of both Karilyna's parents. One day the two were fine, and the next, they were gone. The then-two-year-old was devastated, left crying on the plush carpet of her room for almost two days, helpless. Sleepless days and nights later, the Japanese Ministry of Magic tore through the house, having heard about the strange incident. To this day, it is unknown what killed Karilyna's parents.

According to her parents' hastily written will, they had known about their impending death and wished for their daughter to move to America, safe from _____________(that part had been scratched out). Fast forward about two years. Karilyna is living uncomfortably in a new home. She had been adopted by another pureblood couple who lived in the arid city of Phoenix, Arizona. They showered her with wealth and did their best, but there was always a hole in the girl's life. No matter how much they provided with her, the little girl knew there was something missing. Even though she was given much, Karilyna chose to own only a few outfits and broomstick. Longing to learn Quidditch but not trusting her own abilities, the girl would sometimes try the broom in her own room but traveled on foot. Often times, she would go to her friends' houses after school, trying to appease her step-parents apparent dislike of her.

Strangely though, her upbringing did nothing to dampen Karilyna's spirits. At school, she was always kind, sharing what she didn't need and making friends with everyone. Her tragic past had shown her that things like this really did happen. The girl used her history to bridge the gap between her and others. Her naturally kind disposition made the girl popular at school, and she easily gathered a close friend group.

Just as she turned 11, Karilyna was told she was to attend Ilvermorny. Sent off halfway across the country by her adopted parents, whom she now suspected didn't want her, the orphaned girl blundered into a new life. She had arrived with the knowledge that it was a boarding school, but soon figured out it was a wizarding school. Having grown up around magic her entire life, it wasn't a revelation to Karilyna. It did, however, bring out the deep pain the girl had hidden away carefully following her parents' deaths.

Karilyna was sorted into the Thunderbird house. After learning about the traits of each house, the girl was torn. Her sense of adventure, fairness, and extroverted nature helped her to fit in, although many of her other strong traits placed her into other houses. But, having had her house chosen for her, the girl let go and tried to enjoy her time at Ilvermorny. As her stepmother would say, "Just let go, child." 

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Nice job.

As a pureblood with well-off parents, well... adoptive parents and former parents... your presence is somewhat unusual here in this cultural exchange. Moreover, you are here and you are here for a reason. Your contact with muggles and these part muggles (muggle-borns and half-bloods) is pretty unusual even in your school. It is as if just about every mudblood and first gen wizard in your school is involved in these things. Eww. Still, you have a job to do. A part to play. More information will be sent to you via owl at a later time regarding this.

Stats [41]:
Stamina // 8
Evasion // 5
Strength // 1
Wisdom // 9
Arcane Power // 9
Accuracy // 9

Ability 1/2: Fearless

Ability 2/2: Terrible Presence

Note: +1 stat point due to Quidditch victory

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Update Request: 15 May 2021
for: Karilyna Kawahara [x]

5/18

Stats Update:
Stat additions from graduation to third year (Thora): +2 evasion; +2 wisdom, +1 accuracy
Stat addition from Quidditch victory [x] (Thora): +1 arcane power

New stats: 8Sta | 7Eva | 1Str | 11Wis | 10Arc | 10Acc
↳ total = 47 (equal to Thora's stat count minus 2 from statistically relevant)

Choosing Function:
Is your character a Broom Racer? No.
Is your character a Quidditch Player? No.
Is your character a Duelist? Yes.

Name: Jeremiah Lucero
Age: 14
Year: 4th
Race: Human
Blood Status: Muggle-born
House: Thunderbird

Appearance

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With a lanky stature and a hunched posture (he's working on that), Jeremiah doesn't really bother with his appearance. He is rather tall, standing at a solid 5'8, which has caused him to stand out a bit from the crowd. His skin is fairly tanned and of an ochre colour, while his jet black hair is usually disheveled, though he doesn't bother to try to fix that. When he doesn't look distracted or bored, his dark brown eyes are focused, as if trying to uncover some mysterious secret lurking under the surface. In terms of attire, he doesn't try to dress to impress. He'd usually be found wearing a jacket and shirt with some jeans and sneakers, and he doesn't change his style much unless he has a reason to.

Personality

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While it's true that Jeremiah isn't a mean person at heart, there's just something about him that might put off other people. Whether it's his constant sarcasm, his taciturn demeanor, or even that bored look he always seemed to have, people have a tendency to leave him alone. Of course, he doesn't really mean to be intimidating and rude, but after having to put up with bullies and other people who seemed to look down on him, who wouldn't blame him for being a bit distrusting towards other people?

As many people would like to attest, he can be quite acerbic. He can try to act polite for the sake of avoiding conflict, but beyond that, he will not hesitate to come up with snarky remarks, regardless of whether he's trying to show his distaste for other people or if he just feels the need to express himself through sarcasm. What can he say? Sarcasm just comes easily to him. Granted, he doesn't do it for the main purpose of insulting other people. That would make him no better than the bullies who tried to intimidate their way into being feared. Still, if someone were to talk to him, they would expect at least one sarcastic remark from him one way or another. Maybe he'd be able to hold back depending on the situation, but he will find a way either way.

Of course, that isn't all there is to him. He can actually be a funny person, even if most of his humour can be quite dry and leaning towards the cynical side of things. Having had a vivid imagination at a young age and using his drawing skills to channel that imagination, he can also be inventive and perceptive of the things around him. And he can actually be kind of considerate towards other people. He wasn't a complete monster, and he knew what it was like to be in a position where he felt completely down. Just try not to rub it in his face too much when he actually decides to be genuine for once.

History

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Life was rather uneventful for Jeremiah. His father worked as an actuary while his mother was a web developer, and Jeremiah lived as the only child of the family. As their jobs had flexible working hours, they had enough time to take care of their son, and the young boy developed a close relationship with both his parents. His mother was a rather quiet woman who didn't feel the need to talk often, especially in large groups, while his father was an intelligent man who aimed for perfection. Regardless, the two grew to care for their child and did their best to make sure he was successful in the future, even if they weren't the most affectionate people out there when it came to showing their love.

Jeremiah himself was a quiet person, preferring to keep to himself than to make himself stand out. At an early age, he discovered he had a knack for the arts, specifically drawing. There was just something about putting a pencil on a paper and being able to lose oneself in their imagination, when the outside world was just so normal. It wasn't that Jeremiah didn't appreciate what he had, but he always felt that life was too serious. It was a natural thought process for a small child like him, after all. Especially when he had yet to be exposed of what the real world truly had to offer.

Then muggle school came along. Being somewhat of a recluse from everyone else, he didn't have a huge circle of friends, but he had a few who he felt he could be comfortable with. Of course, he went through some struggles, including bullies who thought it was a good idea to pick on the quiet kid who seldom spoke in class. It was a new experience, although an unwelcome one. It hurt at first, knowing that he was essentially an easy target for bullying, but after a short while, he learned how to defend himself.

Later in the year, any attempts at bullying the boy would only prove to be a failure when they learned that Jeremiah just... Didn't react. He might have come up with sarcastic comments to make the back off, but other than that, he just stopped caring what they had to say to him. Even when they tried shoving the boy, insulted him, or did whatever they could to annoy him, nothing happened. Jeremiah brushed them all off. It was as if the boy had turned into a different person throughout the year. Instead of being the quiet, shy kid he initially appeared as, he became more withdrawn and isolated from everyone else. He thought it was a miracle that he managed to keep his friends throughout this change, but he appreciated them supporting him to the end and helping him out whenever they could.

Then something strange happened. It was another morning when he had to prepare for school. He wouldn't usually consider himself clumsy, but maybe it wasn't just his day. While getting his breakfast from the kitchen, he had accidentally knocked over a mug on the counter. The odd thing was that the mug never managed to touch the ground. Jeremiah hadn't even caught the mug in his hands. Instead, it levitated above the ground, slightly swaying, but still suspended in the air. It was great that the mug didn't break, but what was happening? Did he somehow do this? How would his parents react to this?

Nevertheless, that was the first sign of magic. It didn't take long for his parents to catch on to the strange occurrences around the house, and eventually, piece together the puzzle. They weren't sure what to think of their son. They noticed that he was more distant, especially since school started, but they didn't think anything else was wrong with him. But they didn't think he could do magic, of all things. Both his mother and father were extremely logical people, and it was hard for them to believe anything that wasn't science. And yet, their son was living proof that magic did exist, somehow.

Ever since, a void formed between Jeremiah and his parents. It wasn't obvious, and his parents still cared for him, although they still couldn't understand what to do with him. What did having magic mean for him? How would it affect him in school? Would he be a danger to those around him? They wouldn't know, and they weren't sure who to ask.

Eventually, some of their worries would be lifted when Jeremiah was granted the opportunity to attend Ilvermorny. A magical school would be the perfect way for him to learn more about controlling his magic and being in a new environment where he can meet other people who were like him. It would have been a completely new change for Jeremiah, but once he adjusted in the new school, he found that he was much more comfortable and even a bit happier.

Still, after learning about the discrimination of muggles in the wizarding world, he made sure to keep a distance from everyone else in order to keep his muggle heritage a secret. He already had to deal with bullies in the past, and he wasn't about to spend the rest of his years in school with bullies on his back.

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It is something notable that this young man who has now been in Ilvermorny for a few years that it has been a rare occurrence to see his parents. In the earlier years it was never outright said but in these later years, coming into his fourth that is the truth was a bit less subtle. In previous years he was never restricted from returning home, he might have had to repeat a few things about his time in Ilvermorny but it was nothing of major note. However, there were a lot of opportunities that he would have to forego to make the journey home -- trips to far away magical places, opportunities to meet someone of magical importance or learn something fantastical. Perhaps he accepted those opportunities or perhaps he returned home, rejecting these chances to better know about the wizard aspects of his life. Now in his fourth year, it has become less of a choice, it is a bit more insistent. He can still say no, but there are increasing penalties as of late. He returns home and the other boys damage his things in his dorm room, he finds that he is assigned an egregious amount of homework that he really cannot do off school grounds coincidentally the days or weeks he planned to return home, simple statements by the other students and even Professors to "forget about them".

Jeremiah Lucero's Stats

Stamina: 6
Evasion: 7
Strength: 3
Wisdom: 9
Arcane Power: 8
Accuracy: 10

Abilities: N/A

43 stat points -- 3 quidditch wins 2020

Please note that in the absence of applying for abilities before the deadline in 11 hours, you will not be able to give your NPC an ability until this opens up again.

Name: Phylicia Stanwood
Age: 11 (November 5, 2007)
Year: 1st
Race: Human
Blood Status: Pure-blood
House: Thunderbird

Appearance:

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Phylicia has wavy auburn hair that falls to the middle of her back. She often doesn't brush it, a habit created entirely to spite her mother. She has dark brown eyes that host a spark of resilience and a slightly rosy complexion. She is average-sized and moves with a calculated grace.

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Phyllis is nothing if not resilient. Despite her childhood she refuses to be miserable and feel sorry for herself. An optimist, she's looking to make her own future. She certainly has a rebellious streak but she can stay inside the lines so long as she doesn't have a problem with the authority. Surprisingly, Phyllis isn't a very good liar as she simply hasn't had need to lie, as the girl goes to great lengths to not got caught. Whereas some might be made extremely closed off and unwilling to share their past, Phylicia honestly couldn't care less if people know about her. She can't stand other people being mistreated because she knows what that feels like. She doesn't care much about others' opinions, would never cry in public, and often befriends outsiders just to make a statement. She is insecure but masks it with pretending she doesn't care. Phyllis often plays the role of the mastermind but will just as quickly join the action.

Myers-Brigg Personality Type: ESTJ-A

History:

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Charmaine was among the Sacred 28, one of the few left with blood utterly untarnished by Muggles. She attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, graduating from Slytherin a year before the famous Harry Potter arrived. She was everything her parents could have hoped: cunning, intelligent, powerful. Charmaine could have easily climbed ranks in the Ministry, but instead she decided to continue her studies, traveling abroad in pursuit of knowledge. She had no need for money (her family had innumerable Galleons in their Gringotts Vault) and besides, she craved knowledge of something Hogwarts didn't delve into. She sought knowledge of the Dark Arts. Canada, particularly the province of Newfoundland and Labrador, was one of her favorite places. It wasn't widely accommodating but the solitude and natural beauty appealed to the witch. One day, she hoped to even settle down in the rural area.

But then the second Wizarding War began and she was forced to return home. Her branch of the family, unlike many others, chose to stay out of the war. If the Dark Lord gained control, they would join him of course, but until then their own privileged lives were more important. So when the war ended, Charmaine continued her life like nothing had happened. Later that year, a marriage was arranged between her and Roswell Stanwood, a graduate of Ravenclaw four years younger than her who worked in the Ministry of Magic (Department of Magical Law Enforcement). The Stanwoods were not of the Sacred 28, but they were purebloods and after the war, many of the Sacred were sent to Azkaban for association with the Dark Lord. The marriage was happy enough. Both got along well and Roswell was quite taken by Charmaine's beauty.

And then the baby came along. Phylicia Amarina Stanwood was born to the couple on a rainy November night in 2007 in the comforts of a large estate along the Thames that had belonged to Charmaine's late grandmother. The little girl grew up, never lacking anything money could buy: toys, food, clothes, everything. Her most valued possession was a toy broomstick, on which she proved to be a natural flier. But for Phylicia, money could not buy what she wanted most, and that was to be loved. Her parents were kind to her, of course, but her mother was aloof and her father often away at work. She was taught at home by a tutor and attended by house-elves and hired personnel.

But then one day her life went crashing down. The Ministry of Magic raided their house and found an armada of illegal Dark Artifacts in Charmaine's possession. The objects, more valuable to the witch than her own daughter, were confiscated and destroyed, leaving Charmaine devastated. Luckily for her, she wasn't arrested, but her reputation was shattered. Roswell was on the brink of losing his job for the scandal and a fight broke out. In the end, Charmaine took Phylicia and fled to the Canadian province she'd grown so attached to, leaving Roswell alone in England. The mother and daughter inhabited a long abandoned mansion of some unknown witch or wizard. The place was easily repaired by the elder witch's magical prowess, but a feeling of loneliness remained.

This time, Charmaine taught Phylicia and the only other members of the household were several house elves. The little girl, now seven, grew to hate her Pure-blood heritage. She learned far too much about Dark Magic and couldn't believe her mother thought so highly of it. She even resented her father, who she'd had a decent relationship with before, for leaving her with her callous mother. Her only escape was on a broomstick she found in the shed. For hours at a time, she would disappear, riding it into magical urban areas. Despite the fact her mother paid her more attention now, she was still more absorbed in herself and Dark Magic and rarely noticed Phylicia's, who know insisted on going by Phyllis', absences. The one time she did, it was disastrous. Charmaine flew into a rage. The woman had never loved her daughter and now she flung words that cut deeper than any physical blow could have. But if the intention of this berating was to stop Phyllis from sneaking out, it did anything but. The girl learned how to cover her tracks, to disappear when her mother was deep in her own world. She made friends with 'the wrong sort' when she went on her little adventures and got involved in petty criminal activity. Phyliss didn't see anything wrong with the Muggle kids she hung around. They were hurting and rejected by their families, just like she was. Besides, the group was very lucky to have her. She kept them from doing anything that would harm others and get them into real trouble and made sure they were never caught.

Finally an end to her miserable, rebellious childhood came in the form of her eleventh birthday, meaning the next year she would be attending a school of magic (her magic had been prevalent since birth, showing up in small bursts from time to time). Ilvermorny, of course, was the school she would feed into based on where she lived. Her mother was not for the idea. Ilvermorny didn't place value on purity of blood and Charmaine was appalled by the idea of her daughter being treated as an equal to Muggleborn scum. She wished Phylicia to attend Durmstrang, a proper institute that embraced the Dark Arts and only accepted pupils from wizarding families. But that would mean closing the gap of the Atlantic Ocean between her and Roswell, who's letters to Phyllis had ceased entirely, something she wasn't eager to do, if only even for a few moments to drop Phylicia off. Charmaine had slowly accumulated Dark Artifacts over the past four years and she wasn't willing to risk the precious items. Besides, in comparison, what was her rebellious daughter?

And so it was decided. The next year Phyllis was dropped off in Massachusetts near the school by her mother who disapparated immediately, leaving the girl to fend for herself. Luckily, Phyliss was resourceful and she soon found her way. Standing on the Gordian Knot, she was unafraid. The school couldn't possibly be worse than home. But Phyllis desperately hoped she wouldn't be chosen by the Horned Serpent as it seemed aligned with Slytherin, bring up painful memories of her mother. Fortunately, the beating of wings signaled that she was wanted by the Thunderbird. The house of adventurers, and very fitting, as Phyllis certainly was adventurous. In the next room she received her wand: twelve inches, supple, larch wood and jackalope antler. The wand was smooth and devoid of any carvings, kind of like her: a blank canvas ready to display a new story.

Unlike home, Phyllis saw no reason to break the rules. In fact, rebellion could very easily land her back home with her mother, an option unthinkable. Her good behavior earned her the opportunity to write to a student at Hogwarts. She accepted, despite her conflicted past. If she was sure of one thing, it was that she wouldn't let her past stop her from creating her own future.

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I did have to add the word "magical" to the urban areas statement with the childhood broom riding. Riding a broom in the first place would be somewhat limited and a pretty large stretch because of the statutes on the responsible use of magic that exist in the UK and abroad but when added to the statues on secrecy, the governing bodies of the Americas would have been coming down on you and your mother for so recklessly displaying magic.

Your character being new to the school would probably not have identified a pattern as of yet. Probably... after all the uncanny events that have been ongoing at this school would not pertain to your character in particular. Yet, you play an important part in it all the same as an unwitting accomplice... You see, you were asked to take part in this penpal. Well, you were more than asked, you were told to participate. Strangely enough your fellows that also participate in this are muggle-borns and there is even a half-blood. You, oddly enough, are the odd-man in this situation.

Phylicia Stanwood

~Stats (41 total to equal Bridget's stat count)~
Stamina: 9 [+2 from statistically relevant] = 11
Evasion: 6 [+3 from graduation] = 9
Strength: 9 [+1 from graduation] = 10
Wisdom: 5
Arcane Power: 2
Accuracy: 10 [+1 from graduation] = 11

~Abilities (3 total to equal Bridget's ability count)~
Calming Presence | Fearless | Statistically Relevant

Calming Presence Application:

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Phyllis, even though she didn't realize it, had a presence about her that set people at ease. Despite her reputation, which wasn't the best and would normally lead someone to be unsettled when first meeting her, she just had this easy-going nature that lent others a sense of calm. Yes, her family had associations with Dark Magic, and, yes, she was known as a troublemaker, but be it her smile, relaxed posture, or something else, perhaps intangible, she had a calming presence.

The presence first became apparent when she was four. Her family, being wealthy Pure-bloods, had a number of house elves working for them. On that day another family high in status was visiting and one of the house elves spilled tea on one of the guest's dress. Naturally, he was kicked from the room and told to go punish himself. Phyllis, feeling badly for the creature, followed. She couldn't stop him from banging his head repeatedly against the wall, but she was successful in calming the poor elf down.

Such instances came up throughout her childhood in similar manners. When she moved with her mother to Canada, Phyllis became the peacemaker in the ring of friends she found in a magical urban area. The kids she hung around were far from well-mannered and had a tendency to get into fights even amongst themselves. Phyllis was the one to break those fights up and help everyone calm down.

And in situations where Phyllis and a friend were setting up a prank, she made it easy to relax. Sure, they were in the middle of doing something that could get them into trouble, which could be a bit stressful, or one might be overly excited, but with Phyllis around they were able to execute their prank without blowing their cover.

The same carried over to Quidditch. As a first year, Phyllis hadn't made the team but even just when playing for fun her teammates found it easier to play. Even when they were down, the girl was unflappable, never getting frustrated or giving up. In her mind, so long as you kept trying there was always a chance of coming back, of winning. They just had to focus and around her doing just that was much easier.

Even without each and every situation that made it clear her presence had an effect on people, her personality alone lent itself to helping others relax. Phyllis could be intense when she wanted to, but most of the time the redhead was laid-back, carefree. Grades weren't a concern; in fact, not achieving top marks aided her goal of irritating her mother. Plus, the way she saw it, things just happened. You couldn't always do anything about it, so why not just go where things took you?

To those she cared about, Phyllis was solid, unchangeably loyal. In every other aspect of her life she was unpredictable, but when it came down to her friends counting on her she wouldn't let them down for anything. It was another aspect of her that helped her friends, her allies, not worry and instead focus there energy on succeeding.

It was true that Phyllis wasn't the smartest, hence the reason she hadn't identified the aura of calm she possessed. But she didn't have to know about it for it to be there. Without a doubt, Phyllis had a calming presence.

Word Count | 563/400

Fearless Application:

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No one was truly fearless. It simply wasn't possible for a human to not be afraid of something, be it spiders, the dark, losing a loved one, or one of the other numerous things there were to be scared of. All that considered, Phyllis was as close as you could get to fearless.

Growing up the way she did, Phyllis had to be fearless. It was that or be scared out of her wits of what her mother might do with all her Dark Magic next. Not letting anything get to her was probably not all that smart, but Phyllis wasn't exactly known for sharp intellect. Her sometimes reckless bravery led to many a not-so-great circumstance. For instance, climbing a tree too high without checking if the branches could hold her weight. That had been a painful day, what with tumbling to the ground when the branch under her snapped and breaking her arm. It was a good thing indeed that she'd grown up with magic to fix such accidents. Or, another time when she'd jumped into an icy lake to save one of her friends even though she had no clue how to swim. She'd been awfully lucky to survive that.

Still, not being scared of just about anything had its benefits. She didn't dread big occasions, didn't have to deal with stage fright, and wasn't afraid of just walking over to someone and striking up a conversation. In relation to that calming presence she possessed, the fact she wasn't scared made it that much easier for the people around her to relax.

When the Ilvermorny students had been invited to Hogwarts and fights had broken out at the Masked Ball, she'd charged straight into them. It was far from the smart thing to do, especially since she had next to no spells under her belt and all, but that didn't mean it hadn't been proof of her lack of fear. Maybe it was just the sort of bull-headed bravery you'd expect out of Gryffindors. Maybe it would get her killed someday. It wasn't as though she were scared of the potential repercussions, so what did it matter?

There were, of course, the things she was scared of. Being in the dark alone, for instance. Her childhood had taught her full well the horrors that hid in the shadows. Water, too--when she'd tried to save her friend, she'd learned just how terrifying it felt to drown. Neither of those fears would stop her from anything, though. Phyllis would still plunge into the shadows, still jump into water if it meant saving a friend or if it needed to be done. Perhaps that was the most important thing about her, more important than being mostly fearless in the first place: when she did get scared, she faced her fears anyways. Between the fearlessness and the bravery, Phyllis would not be stopped by fright.

Word Count | 484/400

1) Is your character a Broom Racer? YES
2) Is your character a Quidditch Player? NO
3) Is your character a Duelist? NO

Stats Update: +1 Accuracy, +3 Evasion, +1 Strength
~Stats (48 total to equal Bridget's stat count + Statistically Relevant)~

Abilities Update: Statistically Relevant Application [+2 to Stamina]

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Phylicia Stanwood was tough. It was apparent even when she was a toddler; if she fell down, she was going to get back up. Throughout a childhood full of often reckless pursuits of excitement, scrapes, bruises, and the occasionally broken bone were common. She was quite the adventurous little thing, and when she played, she played hard. She was always outside, running around, climbing trees, doing cartwheels, flying her toy broom, and generally looking for any way to have fun.

Over time, her outdoor activities strayed away from simple playing and more into improving her physical abilities. Her endurance was possibly the only thing she admired about her family; Stanwoods were known for never giving up. Granted, the things her parents worked at until they got what they wanted were hardly admirable, but she was going to be different. Better. And that started by being the best broom flier out there.

Zipping around the grounds surrounding her family's manor brought a whole new set of dangers. See, when Phyllis flew, she only had one speed: fast. The little girl didn't know how to go slow; she was in it for the rush of adrenaline, the feeling having the wind streak past you. Instead of the occasional tumble out of a tree, now she was running straight into them, along with boulders and the occasional fence. Perhaps the resulting head trauma caused her to become even more reckless and stupid, but she never once cried. Instead, she always got back up, grabbed her broom, and walked back to the house to get fixed up.

This resilience wasn't just physical, though. Sure, she could take her fair share of hits and keep going, but getting up required a mental aspect. She knew how to shake things off. She chose to be optimistic, to believe even through growing up with parents that mostly ignored her that things could and would get better. And if she believed there was always a light at the end of the tunnel, it was easier to get back up.

In addition, over the course of her first year she took to running in the morning. It wasn't as amazing of a feeling as zipping through the air on her broom, but it still felt good, feet pounding on the ground, propelling her forward. By the end of the year she could go a pretty long time without having to stop or slow down. She felt ready to face whatever came her way. Felt ready to keep pushing through.

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Stat Update for Phylicia Stanwood:
Stamina: 11
Evasion: 9
Strength: 10
Wisdom: 7
Arcane Power: 2
Accuracy: 11

Total = 50 (+2 new stats to wisdom - duelling victories as Bridget, Bridget's stat total (48) +2 stats from Statistically Relevant)

year: fourth
race: human
blood status: pure-blood
WAMPUS QUIDDITCH CAPTAIN

faceclaim: Ross Lynch

appearance: Owen Morrison is a stocky fifteen-year-old, of average height and muscular build. He plays Quidditch religiously, which is probably the culprit for his stocky stature. He has a square jawline, with deep brown eyes and constantly messy brown hair. He’s a got a wide, constant grin on his face and his skin is tanned from playing Quidditch out in the sun. He’s a carbon-copy of his father, who is European. His mother is also European, so, that’s his heritage as far as he knows. He’s got a number of scars from doing stupid stunts and taking even stupider dares— but he loves them because each comes with a funny story to tell. He has one on each knee, a long one running down his right bicep, two on his right hand, one on his forehead, and another on his left calf.

personality: Owen is a huge goofball. He’s got ADHD, so he’s always moving and can never sit still. He lives for making people laugh and for entertaining others, and he’s a very selfless person. He’s not independent, at all, but people are kind of drawn to him, and he’s popular at Illvermorny. He never really got the praise he sought from his parents, so it’s left him feeling like he’s never good enough, like he always has to prove something to someone. Hence, the entertaining, the popularity, and the Quidditch stardom. He can’t take anything besides Quidditch seriously, and he can always make a joke in the worst situations. He’s also infuriatingly optimistic, and he’s a total idealist.
ESFP - The Entertainer

history: Owen grew up in a cold, unloving family. He was the only child, and he’d always suspected that his parents had only had him so they wouldn’t stand out among blood-elitist families. Owen was but a mere object to them, and it impacted him more than he’d ever admit. He was born and raised in Los Angeles, and he loved it there, even if he was still living with his parents back then. He went to a fancy private school, one with wizard children only, and he never got the real experiences of elementary or middle school.

He had always felt so detached from the world, his parents never bothering to speak to him and the kids in his class being snobby brats he couldn’t think of socializing with without throwing up. However, when Illvermorny came around, Owen suddenly felt at home.

birthday: april 18th
zodiac: aires
patronus: dog
aromentia: broom polish, leather, and chocolate
threstals? nope
clothing style:

relationships w/ other iNPCs:
Simon Belanger - Close Friend
Jeremiah Lucero - Close Friend
Amaya Akelia Haddock - Good Friend
Arslan Frost - Friend
Evanore Fairclay - Friend

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I am not approving the listed iNPC relationships because that would have to be something worked out between yourself and those players. That said, love it if you guys have worked out being friends with one another, adds depth and will be useful with the coming event.

Being a pureblood, a lot of the strange happenstances that have been occurring might not be directly apparent however considering the fact that this is not your first year... you have an inkling that something is off. Ilvermorny is known to be one of the least elitist schools, and that is in a way true as they have opened their door to those with muggles in their family tree, but there is still something off. A lot of the students that have a lot of muggle heritage (or any really) seem to get a lot of "extra attention" from the staff in particular. They often say it is "to reduce the gap" and to "give them a bit of culture" so that they "can learn what they cannot in their homes." All true in a way, but the interest is not entirely ordinary. 

Those with mixed heritages are uncommon due to Rapports law and even since the repeal there has been a culture of division that has persisted. Due to this, there are not many wizards that enter the school with a muggle heritage. You spend a fair amount of time with the few muggle-borns in your school, some of them good friends (if those relationships are true) so you find yourself given similar offers by the  Professors for those "extra cultural opportunities" where your "pureblood presence may be helpful to your friends." If you have participated in other activities in the past with your friends, you, like your friends might have noticed that your time home has been limited due to participation.

Appearance:

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Iris has large green/grey eyes, and long dirty blond hair that is always in her face.  She has high cheekbones and a small dotting of freckles over her nose. Her European ancestors brought back a beautiful Norwegian accent. A smile was almost permanently etched on her face, lighting up her features. She has a regular sized frame and build but is agile and surprisingly athletic from her time in the woods.

Height:  5 feet 3 inches
Weight: 92 lbs

Personality:

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Iris is great with people and goes out of her way to talk and make new friends. She welcomes everyone with open arms and is constantly smiling. Iris is someone that you want to be around because she makes even the shyest person open up. She can sometimes be too pushy with people who are conserved, she also gets extremely hurt by people that don't want to be her friend and therefore has a hard time dealing with bullies.

History:

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Kaley Jones grew up in a muggle family who ignored her, for she was the youngest of four. She always searched for attention and was always in trouble for breaking some rule or another. She was the only in her family that had magical talent and was accepted into Ilvermorney. At the age of 24, she fell in love with Micheal Field. On March 17, 2001- 2 years after he told her that he was a wizard- Micheal and Kaley got married. He was a few years older than her and both assumed the other was not magical. It was quite the surprise when it ended up they had both been in Ilermorney together.

Kaley vowed to be the best mom that she never had. Iris  was born to the Fields on November 29th 2006. She grew up in a loving family knowing that her parents were wizards. Two years and four months later, James Field entered the family. Another three years and seven months later twins arrived, Jennifer and Ruby. The large family enjoyed time together and Iris always had a friend or two spend the weekend together.

Iris grew up in the outskirts of cities. You would often find her adventuring in the closest wilderness; climbing trees, exploring caves, jumping across rivers or anything exiting. By the time she was in fourth grade, she spent more time outside than inside. She went to a three week survival camp in fifth grade and became the leader of the 13 person group. She fondly reminisces the time she spent those weeks. Magic also shown by lack of injuries although she never figured that out.

Iris was never normal, she was always bright and optimistic, but sometimes it just seemed unusual. When she was accepted to Ilvermorney she began to remember times where she had made things happen like magic. In third grade she was teased for being a "goodie-two-shoes" and "always-too-nice". At one point there was a group of girls surrounding her and a spider fell on each of them. They screamed and ran away leaving the teary Iris to sit there wondering why that happened.

Iris continues to be adventurous, and also rebelled against authority, but still can be dedicated to work. She sees school as an opportunity for adventure!

Other:

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Birthday: November 29
Fav. Color: Sky-blue
Likes: Being outdoors, making friends, crowberries, and rabbits
Dislikes: Small spaces, processed vegetables, bullies, and ravens
Aromentia: Waterfalls, cold stone, pine trees
Thestrals: No
Patronus: Squirrel

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I did have to change your age. They, like Hogwarts admit students at the age of 11 and being third year you would be 13 until Nov. 29th.

You might not have noticed that anything was off, that anything is strange here. In fact if your bio and personality ring true, you just think you are being helpful. It is true, Ilvermorny is "very accepting" of students of different status' in comparison to other schools, although there is the odd one here and there. Still, you might have noticed a bit of an issue with the upper classmen, when muggle-borns and half-breeds go home to their muggle lives and families, sometimes some of the upper classmen vandalize their belongings and space. You might have even tried to intercede, the sentiment shared by these destructive people would likely be along the lines of "we will show them for going back to those filthy muggles."

The Professors don't appear to act the same, very nice. In fact, they are incredibly nice from an external perspective to those with muggle backgrounds. They are always trying to help them out, teach them about the wizarding world during school vacations, taking them on trips and giving them other activities. It is not that wizard borns and purebloods cannot participate, it is more that most don't want to so they don't. In all likelihood you were approached, asked if you would like to participate and "make new friends as well as be a good example to some of the other wizards that "don't know our ways as well." 

Iris Fields

Stats
(40 total to equal Katrina's stat count)
Stamina: 6 [+2 graduation] = 8
Evasion: 8
Strength: 7 [+1 graduation] = 8
Wisdom: 7
Arcane Power: 6
Accuracy: 6 [+2 graduation] = 8

Abilities
(2 total to equal Katrina's ability count)
Sixth Sense:

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Everyone always says that I can find things easily. When someone drops a ring or an earing falls out, I am always the one who finds it under the chair or in the rug. Not only that, but I also tend to notice things. I was an expert at hide and seek. I just had a sort of ability to know where people were hiding, I probably just heard their breathing or noticed the door slightly ajar. It never seemed so odd to me, but other people always commented on it.

There was this one time when I was with my siblings. I heard a little squeak in the kitchen and the sound of chewing. My mom was making cookies and was measuring out the sugar. I told her to wait and opened up the bag. Inside was a tiny mouse. Of course, then my mom screamed and then all of my siblings screamed and I just trapped it in a bowl and put it outside. I didn't think it was so weird. But the thing was, I was all the way across the house when I thought something was off.

The weirdest part is how often weird things like this happen. I never really notice it, but other people always comment on how I notice things other people don’t. It happens like at least twice a week. I also sort of have photographic memory so I blame it on that, but deep down, I think there is more to it.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think I’m that special just because I notice things. But it sometimes seems so uncanny. Other people always think it is super cool, but it usually just annoys me. I mean, who truly wants to see the sunglasses at the bottom of the murky lake? Maybe a few people, but they I always get picked to be the one to swim down and get it. Then every time someone misplaces a special pencil or can’t find their wallet, guess who has the be the one to drop everything they are doing and go get it. That’s right, me.

I suppose I should be glad I have the special skill. I mean, not many people never loose anything. But, again, it gets tiresome. I don’t know, maybe its just a weird magic thing I have, maybe there are more people like me. But, honestly, I don’t think its that special, I’ve had since I was born, after all.

Martial Artist:

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So, I have been doing some sorts of martial arts my whole life. I guess my love of it started when I was a kid. All of my younger siblings were always tumbling and play fighting, but it wasn’t too safe for me to fight with them since I was so much bigger, so my parents were always finding some sort of karate or taekwondo class to put me in. I never really mastered any kind of stuff because I was known for getting bored of it once I reached a certain level.

My first class was in second grade, I became bored of it after the teacher would always complain that I didn’t put enough effort into it. But who could blame me? It’s not like moving in slow motion for half an hour was going to do anything? By third grade I began to understand the point of it and had a renewed love of the art. I put a lot more work into it after 4th grade, it helped me feel more confidant around older kids that I could sometimes see fighting. I don’t do much of it at Ilvermorny and never had a chance to at Hogwarts, but I promised my parents I would find a class each summer I was back home.

I think I was pretty good. I never was top in any class, but I was certainly in the upper percentile. I suppose it was my fast dodging and surprising strength that helped. Nonetheless, I enjoyed just getting all of my emotions out. Some of what I learned came in handy in the forest though. It kept me active and confidant that I could protect myself against any predator.

Some people think that people only learn martial arts to beat other people up. That is certainly not the case for me though. I don’t really do any of that kind of stuff, beating other people up, I mean. I would much rather make friends than kick people in the face; I’m much better at making friends anyhow. I mean, I do what I can to avoid bullies, but I would always stand up for a friend-- even if that means I would have to take out some of my skills. I don’t ever seek to hurt people, but I would do whatever it takes to protect the people that I am friends with. I guess it’s just a part of who I am.

1) Is your character a Broom Racer? YES
2) Is your character a Quidditch Player? NO
3) Is your character a Duelist? NO

Appearance: Dana is a pretty girl, there's no doubt about that. Her face, oval-shaped, is a warm, tan colour, her eyes are olive green, and her hair is golden-yellow in the sunlight. She looks young for her 12 years, but is sturdily built. It is also easy to see that she spends much time outdoors, her skin is weathered and freckled, and the scar running down the length of her arm tells of a story from the past. Her nose is stubby and small, but turns up slightly at the end, and is wider than the norm. Dana wears comfortable clothes, hoodies and shorts most of the time, but does take care when picking her outfits, especially if the occasion is important, so she always looks nice. Faceclaim: @dena_hockey
Personality: Dana is a friendly girl, willing to talk and have a chat with mostly everyone she meets. This, combined with her joking, easy-going nature has made her quite popular at school. She does alright in class, but would prefer to plan an outing with her friends for the weekend than actually do the work, and often starts to play a game with her friends when she's meant to be doing homework. Dana loves autumn, swimming, and people who make her laugh, but absolutely despises lazy and slow people. While she doesn't hate quiet people, Dana finds them tiresome to be around, and probably wouldn't seek them out again. She tries to be polite, and respectful, and use her manners, but Dana is forgetful and absentminded at times, so this proves a challenge, and she can often come across as stupid and rude.
History: Dana lives in a middle class family on the outskirts of New York City, in a nice house, with her older brother, Sebastian, an intelligent boy who is constantly outshining his little sister in everything he does, and her father, William, an understanding man with big hands who grew up in the Netherlands, and moved to the United States when he was 20 years old. There, he met Natalie, a young woman with blonde hair from the south who loved a good drink, maybe a bit too much. The two fell in love, and married soon after Natalie became pregnant. After giving birth to their first child, Sebastian, they then had another a year later, and named their daughter Dana. Alas, only a couple of months after Dana was born, Natalie fell ill, and died from a disease in her liver. Most blame this on Natalie's binge drinking after Dana was born (she hadn't had any during her pregnant, and missed a good beer or two). Apart from this, Dana had a reasonably normal childhood. Since she never knew her mother, her death didn't have a profound effect on her, and Dana grew up to be a happy, sociable child, who loved her brother to death, even though he annoyed her to no end, and adored her father, who she believed to be the greatest man in the world.

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Being a pureblood, but only second year you might not have noticed too many strange occurrences. Yeah, the mixed heritage and the muggle-borns seem to get a bit of extra attention, but it is not like you have been excluded... simply not as sought after for "additional cultural opportunities." Still, due to the unhappy and sad circumstances at home, the distraction of these "cultural opportunities" might be welcomed. Still, your participation in any of these diversionary activities might seem odd -- those that participate hardly represent Ilvermorny's wizard population. Most of the students in the school are either pureblood or wizard born, but in this activity (like many activities) it is the muggle-borns and the mixed breeds that seem to occupy these roles. It is not a great feeling feeling as if you are a "diversity hire" even if nobody said those exact words.

Appearance:

Height:  5ft 5in
Weight:  105lbs

Crispin is slightly tall for his age, standing only an inch or two over most of his classmates, and is a strapping young boy.  His chocolate brown hair is slightly curled and worn longer than most boys, but not quite long enough to tie back.  To match his hair, his eyes are a chestnut brown, which can appear darker or lighter shade.  A naturally olive complexion, Crispin tans quite easily.  To round it all off, Crispin has a dashing smile that he flashes winningly and quite often.
Faceclaim - Brenton Thwaites

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Personality:

▹Enthusiastic | Indecisive
Enthusiasm and indecisiveness go hand-in-hand with Crispin.  When there is something that he's passionate about he goes at it full force, but more often than not, will abandon it once something else takes his fancy.  This isn't to say he's insincere with his enthusiasm, just that his attention doesn't always hold til things are seen through to the end.  Rather, Crispin cares too much and can't keep himself to one thing at a time but spreads himself too thin.

▹Observant | Opinionated
To say that Crispin likes to be in the know would be spot on.  He prides himself on knowing the ins and outs of his fellow classmates.  This can be a bit too much at times though, may of his classmates say that he needs to keep his nose out of where it doesn't belong.  Not to mention that his opinions of what his classmates do can be blunt and unwelcome, even if he does have the best intentions.

▹Easygoing | Independent
Crispin is a laid-back kind of guy, he enjoys hanging out with other people and will let things flow without too much interference.  He is an independent bean as well though, and though he gives his advice freely, often looks down on others who try to give him advice.  Being independent isn't always a bad thing though, it means that Crispin isn't afraid to figure things out for himself.

History:

A cold blustery day in February welcomed Crispin Rhys Finley into the world.  The youngest boy in a family of four, Crispin led a quiet life growing up along the Oregon coast with his two elder sisters, brother, mother, and father.  Of wizard heritage (but who knows, maybe some muggle in there on his fathers' side) Crispin and his siblings were mostly kept away from muggles growing up.  With his mother, Alyss, working as a west coast correspondent for MACUSA they could hardly do otherwise.  Tom, Crispins' father, often voiced his protests against this treatment of muggles.  Claiming that the magical community was much more likely to harm the muggles than the other way around.

When Crispin was born his brother, Sean, was already in his second year at Ilvermorny.  By the time Crispin was five all of his siblings were enrolled at Ilvermorny, most of his summers were then spent with his siblings recounting their adventures.  This made Crispin jealous and impatient for when he would finally begin his time at the school.  When he finally received his letter to begin his own journey at Ilvermorny, he was beyond excited, he was literally bouncing off the walls.

Crispins first year at Ilvermorny wasn't to be quite the adventure he had been anticipating.  His eldest sibling, Sean had been out of Ilvermorny for a few years and had landed himself a job in New York at the MACUSA.  He was thriving there and had met and fallen in love with, of all people, a muggle girl. Emma and Sean were soon engaged and to be married during Crispins' first winter break at Ilvermorny.  When the day arrived, there could not have been a happier couple and Crispins' father was thrilled that his son would help end the prejudice against muggles in the US.

This joy was short-lived.  Soon after returning to Ilvermorny, horrible news came to the Finley family.  While starting out on their honeymoon, Sean and Emma were attacked by an unknown group of wizards.  Sean fought valiantly but to no avail, he was soon overpowered and the group showed no mercy.  A note was left with Sean and Emmas' bodies, threatening other witches and wizards that they too would meet the same fate if they married muggles.

Sean and Emma's deaths tore Crispin apart.  He had idolized his elder brother and the sudden absence of him was like a knife that twisted deeper and deeper every moment Crispin thought of him.  The rest of his first year passed Crispin by in a hazy blur.

His second year brought with it growth and healing, but some scars never fade.  Crispin grew distrustful of other wizard-borns and also bore a resentment of muggles and muggle-borns.  They were the reason his brother wasn't here, and in his young mind there had to be someone to blame for the horror he had faced.

Now starting his third year at Ilvermorny, Crispin is beginning to come to terms with the fact that sometimes things happen without reason.  Though still not fully open with wizard-borns, muggles, and muggle-borns, Crispin is trying to see people for themselves, and not their birth.  It's a difficult road that has many setbacks, but he is plowing forward.

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Indeed there are some tensions between the magic and the non-magic community that are ongoing. On the surface, this school appears to be very open and inclusive but much like you, not everyone trusts muggles. While some muggle-borns and mixed bloods return home during the holidays, some stay and their time at the school is filled with activities to prove them with diversion and "culture." Some of the upper classmen are suspicious of the muggle-borns and mixed heritage students that leave to the no-mag homes and then return. You may or may not be an exception to this. 

Participating in this pen-pal thing may be something you volunteered for or it might have been something that you were asked to do. In either case, it is a bit off one could say. You see, the students that are participating in this activity are primarily muggle-borns and mixed bloods with a sprinkling of wizard borns and purebloods. It is pretty weird but the people with no-mag families seem to get 'all of the attention' these days.

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Name: Rebecca Dawnson
Age: 12
School year: 1st
House: Pukwudgie
Race: Human
Blood Status: Pure-Blood

Appearance

Becca has long wavy red hair and dark blue eyes, she has soft pale skin. Becca is average height for her age, she is skinny and usually wears fancy clothes like skirts and dresses, but sometime pants and normal clothing, Rebecca has always looked older than she actually was.
faceclaim: Julia Adamenko

Personality

Becca is quiet and kind, she doesn't enjoy being alone and can be clingy at some times. She's very funny and adventurous though and is always up for fun times!

History

On a cold, dark, December evening, Rebecca was born a beautiful baby. Rebecca grew up in a wealthy family, she’s the youngest in her family, she has 4 older siblings, Josh (15), Stephanie (also 15), Robert (17), and Leah (20). She lived in a giant manor on a beach in Miami, Florida and didn’t have many friends. Rebecca had a fancy, formal family, and she was used to dressing properly, skirts and dresses, although she did wear pants at some times. Rebecca likes to play piano and to read, she had a family cat and owl, the cat, George, was her favorite pet, but he sadly passed away when she was 10, and the owl flew away... somewhere and never returned.

When Rebecca started school at Ilvermorny, she felt a bit out of place, although she got sorted in the house she wanted, she felt lonely, trapped in her own bubble, she got good grades and didn’t try to do anything bad. Rebecca then started to get friends once she opened up a bit more and actually became quite popular, she was still a normal kid of course, she had problems in life. Like when Rebecca was 11, her mother got ill and passed away, it was quite sad, but she got used to it. Becca has a locket around her neck that her mother gave to her, with a photo of her and her mother, it was a heart shape with the letter R on it. Becca loves her friends so much because they really care about her, and she's very happy she has them.

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Please note that in the absence of applying for abilities before the deadline in 11 hours, you will not be able to give your NPC an ability until this opens up again.

Name

Bonnibel Grace

Age

12

School Year

First Year

House

Horned Serpent

Race

Human

Blood Status

Wizard born

Appearance

Bonnibel is considered slightly short for her age at a height of 4'5, but she does not let that bring her down. Her pale skin could be compared to snow, making her rather prone to sun burns. She has glossy, wavy light brown hair similar to a coffee with far too much cream. Her eyes are a brilliant teal that could pierce a person's soul if they were to look long enough. She would often be caught wearing a wide variety of clothes, but mainly simple ones that appeared to be complex. In reality, the majority of her choices took hardly any effort to put on or prepare whatsoever in her opinion.

Personality

Bonnibel is a quite studious young girl, and if one was to ask any random person who had only talked to her once or twice they would likely list off at least several good characteristics that were notifiable on the spot. In introduction, she would come off rather casual but make eye contact with the receiver. While her ability to make small talk was considered alright, her posture would simply stick out to people as quite formal in contrast to the way she spoke or acted. She excelled in the majority of the classes she was handed, and often put all her effort into even the simplest of tasks.

Bonnibel wished she could be just as those who hardly knew her would describe. Most who knew her would know well she was defensive and extremely prone to lashing out when even the slightest amount of pressure was put on her. Bonnibel hardly considered it much of an issue when it happened. It was just throwing away those who she did not need in her mind when it happened. Sometimes she would get more heated than she realized, and she would need someone to ground her back to the normal world. She found herself extremely insecure about 'not being enough', so she chose on her own to put so much into everything she did. This stemmed from her belief pure-blooded wizards were the most perfect of people, which made her tainted. Still, it was not just her insecurities that kept her researching. She was genuinely interested in the majority of the things she put effort into.

Even so, with this belief she was 'not good enough', she also found herself looking down on others at times. She actively contradicted herself with her flaws, but she was too blind to see it. At times she would push people down without realizing it, calling it 'tough love'; however, she also would bring people up when they most needed it as well if they came to her first. She was blunt, making her not excellent at emotions but certainly someone to come to if one needed advice or needed to see an almost unbiased opinion of themselves. Certainly did not mean it was right, but she became good at picking things apart. People could be picked apart too if they were to inquire.

She did have slight leadership abilities, but with the friends she would grasp she would often end up a drifter of the group or a follower. She was known well where she lived, but not enough to be 'popular.' She simply drifted along, and wherever she was she would join in.

While she did enjoy researching, she did not do her entire job just attempting to cram knowledge into her brain. She enjoys watching Quidditch, and would attend several events for it in her early life. She enjoyed chess, and though she tried to get decent at it she could never find herself predicting the next person's moves entirely. Most of the time she would make things up to do on the spot, including occasionally drawing and a bit of harmonica along with piano.

While she had expected herself to adore Transfiguration the most, she also felt a pull towards learning of muggles through childhood. She would never admit it, of course; however, she was truly intrigued with how they worked and how passionate they tended to be considering the fact they made an entire society without magic.

Good Attributes
> Passionate
> Intelligent
> Honest
> Helpful
> Creative
> Original

Bad Attributes
> Hot-Headed
> Blunt
> Hypocritical
> Insecure
> Closed Minded
> Rude

History

Bonnibel's true parents are Ivy Grace, a pure blooded Witch, and Anthony Scott, a wizard who was not a pure blood who had moved from England to the Americas. Ivy felt in love with Anthony, even though Ivy was shamed for it due to the fact he was not a pureblood. She was prepared to live a life in secret with Anthony, even if it meant giving up everything she had gained with her family. Their plans were put on hold when they created Bonnibel once they realized not everything would go as smoothly as they assumed it would.

It soon became clear Bonnibel was magical as once while Anthony was carrying her he slipped, causing Bonnibel to go flying towards the window; however, instead of he window being found broken and Bonnibel severely injured she was found on the ground with not a scratch on her. Ivy's pure blooded family took their chance and used Bonnibel to manipulate Ivy to leave Anthony by explaining how Bonnibel would not get the fulfilling childhood she deserved. Ivy begrudgingly agreed, much to their own dismay. They left Anthony at night, leaving Anthony to wonder where Ivy went. While Anthony was left curious, Ivy went to a small town in North Carolina that was almost entirely full of witches and wizards. She met another man, Travis Loughty, who was a pure blooded wizard. Her family firmly encouraged her to continue her family with Travis. Ivy, blatantly upset she had been forced to leave Anthony, made many efforts in order to refuse; however, Travis ended up being rather understanding of this.

They became close friends during the time period of Bonnibel only being about a bit over a year old. Travis would assist on lengthy, tired nights with handling Bonnibel and Ivy would occasionally give gifts to Travis to show her appreciation. They eventually came up with a plan to get together in order to satisfy Ivy's family and his own. Ivy confessed she could never love him like she loved Anthony, but would try to be by his side no matter what.

For work the two worked on organizing a small shop in which they would sell plants to muggles, but with a key word they would sell minor potions to wizards and witches. They had a two story home a bit away from the shop in the mainly magical town. They would often trade days when they worked so they could more frequently look after Bonnibel. Even so, some days Bonnibel could not be looked after at all times and the other parts of the family would look after her.

Bonnibel's parents soon realized they would have to choose a side, inform Bonnibel pure bloods are the perfect beings and everyone else was tainted as they were raised or tell her they are the exact same and that nobody was perfect. They debated telling her, so first they decided to inform her she was not entirely a pureblood. They did not wish for her to live in a life of lies, despite the fact that was the first thing thing they had debated telling her in the first place. It seemed only fair to her, so they felt she should be informed once she hit the right age. They decided that age would be seven years old. Before they could talk to her about pure bloods and half bloods, it seemed her classmates and their other parts of the family got to her first.

Bonnibel herself began to believe pure bloods were the purest of people, and held a strange pride of being raised by two of them. Still, being informed she was not a full pure blood broke her heart in a way; however, she felt she could make up for it by becoming knowledgeable in all areas she could. Her parents supported her venture without realizing the toxic mindset she had. While it would only take a muggle born to open her mind, there were practically none to be found. While the rest of her family still supported her despite her blood and claimed they were not the fault of Ivy's mistake, she refused to inform any of her classmates. If anyone were to inquire, she would often lash out.

Through her school life, she would drift between groups on and off. She knew well she was going to Ilvermorny and she knew well she would be put into Horned Serpents, so she was not too pressured to make friends at the time. She just wanted to get along with people until she went there herself and found where she belonged in her head. It was like a fairy tale in her mind, but she still felt it might possibly be true that it could happen.

At school, she excelled at transfiguration; however, she would become interested in muggle studies despite the fact she was unable to enroll in it yet. Instead, she would look around the library to find information on it if she could. It was intriguing, but she refused to inform anyone of what she was looking into. Anyone that questioned her set up 'identity', she would lash out at.

Still, throughout all the challenges she was presented she attempted her best to keep ahead in her studies and they certainly paid off. While she still has a lot to learn, perhaps one day she will realize a lot of it is emotional that she has not learned.

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Bonnibel Grace's Stats

Stamina: 5
Evasion: 5
Strength: 4
Wisdom: 7
Arcane Power: 8
Accuracy: 6

Abilities: N/A
35 Total Stat points

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