Beauxbatons NPC
Name of PC: Bailey Glade
Name of iNPC: Lloyd Matthews Thomas
School of iNPC: Beauxbatons
Year: (newly) 6th
Sport: N/A none
Link to PC Encyclopedia: viewtopic.php?f=169&t=15518
Link to iNPC Encyclopedia: viewtopic.php?f=169&t=21722
Half-breed: No
Are you a part-goblin, parselmouth or werewolf? nope
Wandmaker: nope
Patronus:
Nationality: French / France
Residence: Fondamente, France
Admin Edits Complete
iNPC account = Lloyd Matthews Thomas
Main account: Bailey Glade
Beauxbatons NPC
Name of PC: Lillian McMason
Name of iNPC: Claire Ducasse
School of iNPC: Beauxbatons
Year or Adult Level: Second
Link to PC Encyclopedia: Lillian
Link to iNPC Encyclopedia: Claire
Content Changes: (Any updates to history/personality/etc. will go here. Please provide detail on what exactly is changing and why.) I wanted Claire to participate in the INPC Summer Broom Racing for 2025, here, and then someone told me that I needed to apply for a trunk update on this thread.
Approved, Aiko - July 9th, 2025
Don't be fooled by my looks, blood, and riches; I am actually really nice.
Visit Claire's Codes!
Lillian McMason
Beauxbatons NPC
Year 1
Akkerah Koné
Claire Ducasse
Year 2
Claire White
Peter Smith
@Kiera Roseline - Ruby Angélique
Aurélie Nathalie Duval
Phelan Emile
@Rebecca Lark - Judas Crane
Maurice Andrieux
@Wren Mornstern - Elias Kilian Hendrickx
Clément Guillaume Cantegrel
Geneviève Caussade
Year 3
@Rhys Read - Achille Lévesque-Auclair
Year 4
Quentin Gagné
Year 5
Lloyd Matthews Thomas
Katherine Felix
Enzo Delcroix
Year 6
Lee Ye-jun
Raphael Aveline
Maximilien de Fostoncy
@Alec Mason -- André Alarie
Madeleine Nakamura
@Lucia Fox -- Cassie Heather McGregor-Martin
@Elsa Veronica Bennett - Celine Toussant
Year 7
@Hugh Lowe -- Cassanora Browne
Adult
Headmaster
Célestine de la Croix-Valmer
There is something about ambition, how it not only propels you but also defines you.
Akkerah Koné Claire DucasseYear 2
Claire White Peter Smith @Kiera Roseline - Ruby Angélique Aurélie Nathalie Duval Phelan Emile @Rebecca Lark - Judas Crane Maurice Andrieux @Wren Mornstern - Elias Kilian Hendrickx Clément Guillaume Cantegrel Geneviève CaussadeYear 3
@Rhys Read - Achille Lévesque-AuclairYear 4
Quentin GagnéYear 5
Lloyd Matthews Thomas Katherine Felix Enzo DelcroixYear 6
Lee Ye-jun Raphael Aveline Maximilien de Fostoncy @Alec Mason -- André Alarie Madeleine Nakamura @Lucia Fox -- Cassie Heather McGregor-Martin @Elsa Veronica Bennett - Celine ToussantYear 7
@Hugh Lowe -- Cassanora BrowneAdult
Headmaster
Célestine de la Croix-Valmer
There is something about ambition, how it not only propels you but also defines you.
Beauxbatons NPC
Name: Eflamm Fustec
PC Account Name: Dove Cullen
School: Beauxbatons
Year: 2nd
Link to your Character Page: Tadam
Status: Pure-blood
Residence: Guingamp
Nationality: French
History:ReducioEflamm was raised in a pure-blood family, in Brittany, and mostly around his mother's side : the Fustec. He even got his mother's surname instead of his father's. He and his cousin, Dove, loved watching their grandparents brewing potions. They didn't understand anything of it, but couldn't wait to learn more. He had a great bond with his cousins, Dove and Alfie, but mostly with Dove. They were eachother confidents, and if he could, he would move to Ireland so he could spent his years at Hogwarts with her.
When he was still a little boy, he was all joyful, always smiling and making jokes around. But that was before he realised it was a total contrast with his cousin, which was all shy. At the age of seven, he heard some distant uncles who came for a family dinner quite complaining about her shyness, asking her why she wasn't like her cousin. This made Eflamm mad, therefore he decided to be only shiny around people he trusted and truly loved, meaning mostly his cousins, parents and grandparents. Even in front of his uncles and aunties he started acting more reserved while with them.
He spent lots of time at his maternal grandparents' who were living in a cosy house located in a forest not far from where he lived. As usual, he watched them concocting potions, seeing their effects. He had discovered a truly passion for those magical mixtures. One day, he'd live around potions.
His "mysterious" personality was also mostly due to his mother, Nolwenn Fustec, who had spent her first year in hogwarts without any friend. She had always told her son to be careful around other people. You never knew what were their real interest in talking with you.
First Magic:ReducioThat was when he was seven, at the moment he heard his distant uncle say "Hey Dovie, why are you all shy ? You should be like Eflamm, it's more pleasant !". The second he finished his sentance, his nose became yellow like a fresh lemon, and big like a watermelon. Everyone knew the little boy was behind this, and they of course cheered him, even the "mean" uncle. Eflamm looked at what he had done, it wasn't intentional, but he felt proud.
Is your character a Broom Racer? NO.
Is your character a Quidditch Player? NO.
Is your character a Duelist? NO.
Stats: stamina ◦ 7 | evasion ◦ 6 | strength ◦ 10 | wisdom ◦ 3 | arcane power ◦ 10 | accuracy ◦ 4
Special Race/Ability: N/A
If special race/ability, how did they join the school? N/A
Spells and potions : I think I didn't really understand that part ? Is it spells/potions from my PC ?Reducio- Dancing Feet Spell
- Opening Charm
- Incendio
- Extinguishing spell
- Cure for Boils
- Forgetfulness Potion
- Herbicide Potion
- Pompion Potion
Pending Aug 2 (Lear)
Admin work accomplished.
Your Arcane Power breaks caps (10), you will need to move this somewhere else.
Trunks no longer carry your spells and potions, that is reflected in your inventory and players are encouraged to keep their own list because mods will ask for it during events or sport games.
Changes done- Eflamm Fustec
Pending Aiko, August 11
- Please remove the special font in your trunk
Done- Eflamm Fustec
Approved, Célestine, August 12
Last edited by Eflamm Fustec on 12 Aug 2025, 11:51, edited 1 time in total.
Beauxbatons NPC
Name: Matisse Montfort
PC Name: Sebastian Drake
School: Beauxbatons
Year: 2nd
Link to your Character Page: viewtopic.php?t=40485
Status: Pureblood
Residence: Marseille, France
Nationality: French
History:
First Magic:
Is your character a Broom Racer? No
Is your character a Quidditch Player? No
Is your character a Duelist? No
Stats: Sta: 6, Eva: 7, Str: 7, wis: 7, arc:5 accuracy: 8
Special Race/Ability: N/A
If special race/ability, how did they join the school? N/A
Inpc of Sebastian Drake
PC Name: Sebastian Drake
School: Beauxbatons
Year: 2nd
Link to your Character Page: viewtopic.php?t=40485
Status: Pureblood
Residence: Marseille, France
Nationality: French
History:
Reducio
Matisse grew up on the family's vineyard in the outskirts of Marseille, where they grow grapes and manages wine production for their popular french, Montfort wine brand. He lives here with his younger brother Antoine, mom and dad, who act more as "your cool best friends" than strict parents. They have given Matti and Antoine more freedom than perhaps what is good for them long term. Matisse is handling the freedom fine by doing legal things he enjoys... but Antoine has already showed a streak for doing reckless things. Of course, Matisse gets into his own fair share of trouble, though mostly when it comes to the topic of amour.
Matisse comes from old money inherited by his great paternal grandmother who became a successful french actress. She ran away from home to pursue an acting career after being scouted on the streets of Paris for a talent agency due to her striking appearance. She was intrigued by this offer, but her family did not approve - ultimately disowning her for wanting to pursue this. But it made her successful and she earned more money than she ever needed. Now the Montfort family get to live a very comfortable life thanks to her, and saving the money inherited in stocks, as well as from their luxurious wine brand. They are pretty open-minded about blood status, even if they don't understand what it's like being a muggle-born. The name Montfort comes from an old french aristocrat family and even though that means nothing to anyone else than their family history, they have a slightly ’better than thou” attitude.
Matisse comes from old money inherited by his great paternal grandmother who became a successful french actress. She ran away from home to pursue an acting career after being scouted on the streets of Paris for a talent agency due to her striking appearance. She was intrigued by this offer, but her family did not approve - ultimately disowning her for wanting to pursue this. But it made her successful and she earned more money than she ever needed. Now the Montfort family get to live a very comfortable life thanks to her, and saving the money inherited in stocks, as well as from their luxurious wine brand. They are pretty open-minded about blood status, even if they don't understand what it's like being a muggle-born. The name Montfort comes from an old french aristocrat family and even though that means nothing to anyone else than their family history, they have a slightly ’better than thou” attitude.
First Magic:
Reducio
Aged 7.
Late summer sunlight poured gold over the rolling terrain of the Montfort vineyards. Scented air was moved by a breeze that whispered through the grapevines, soft and conspiratorial. Matisse—barefoot, immaculate silk shirt, top button undone—stood in the tall grass at the rear of the stable, watching silently, horrified, as the kitten flailed in the bramble thicket.
The thorns were vicious; if he attempted to reach in, they'd rip his arms to shreds. The kitten, far too tiny to struggle free, emitted a pitiful squeak.
And then—abruptly, without warning—the brambles twitched. They pulled back away from the kitten, curling away as if shoved by an unseen hand. The little creature toppled free into the grass, staring but unharmed.
Matisse blinked, hands still raised, his heart accelerating. He looked around—the vineyard was empty, still. No one had reached through the thorns. No one had helped.
The kitten walked straight into his arms, where it started to purr. Matisse stroked a hand over its downy-soft fur and let a slow, knowing smile form. "Of course," he muttered. "It was high time."
Late summer sunlight poured gold over the rolling terrain of the Montfort vineyards. Scented air was moved by a breeze that whispered through the grapevines, soft and conspiratorial. Matisse—barefoot, immaculate silk shirt, top button undone—stood in the tall grass at the rear of the stable, watching silently, horrified, as the kitten flailed in the bramble thicket.
The thorns were vicious; if he attempted to reach in, they'd rip his arms to shreds. The kitten, far too tiny to struggle free, emitted a pitiful squeak.
And then—abruptly, without warning—the brambles twitched. They pulled back away from the kitten, curling away as if shoved by an unseen hand. The little creature toppled free into the grass, staring but unharmed.
Matisse blinked, hands still raised, his heart accelerating. He looked around—the vineyard was empty, still. No one had reached through the thorns. No one had helped.
The kitten walked straight into his arms, where it started to purr. Matisse stroked a hand over its downy-soft fur and let a slow, knowing smile form. "Of course," he muttered. "It was high time."
Is your character a Broom Racer? No
Is your character a Quidditch Player? No
Is your character a Duelist? No
Stats: Sta: 6, Eva: 7, Str: 7, wis: 7, arc:5 accuracy: 8
Special Race/Ability: N/A
If special race/ability, how did they join the school? N/A
Pending, Célestine, Aug 12th
- Your biography has only 142 words. Please add more words
- Your stats are 35, but you are not special race/talent. Please add 5 stats more as 2nd year.
- Remove color and tables from your trunk.
When making edits, please do them in application, ency and profile additional info.
Please don't rp as iNPC until it's registered with NPC roster.
Pending, Célestine, August 14th
A little clarification for pureblood running away to pursue muggle career is needed. Even muggle expert in pureblood family won't be able to know well muggle world or interact with it.
Follow-up Lear Sept 2
We will need your character completed by Sept 12, otherwise your application will be closed and I will have to disable this account because they need to be approved. Please complete the requested edits.
Closed Aiko September 17th, 2025
Edits not made.
Inpc of Sebastian Drake
Beauxbatons NPC
Name: Axel Brooks
PC Name: Emiline Hunter
School: Beauxbatons
Year: 3rd
Link to your Character Page: Here
Status: Pureblood
Residence: Nice, France
Nationality: French- Canadian
History:
First Magic:
Is your character a Broom Racer? no
Is your character a Quidditch Player? no
Is your character a Duelist? no
Stats: Stamina- 6 Accuracy-9 Wisdom-4 Strength- 10 Evasion-10 Arcane Power-6
Special Race/Ability: no
If special race/ability, how did they join the school? N/A
50 words explaining why he was late into the school year: As Axel was so misbehaved he often didn't get much trust from anyone, whether that be teachers, doctors or even his own family. This made him act up more for attention. However this also affected his mental health as everyone treated him more harshly as they would always assume he was here to cause trouble rather than just to talk. Because of his low mental health and behaviour, he didn't enter his school until later.
PC Name: Emiline Hunter
School: Beauxbatons
Year: 3rd
Link to your Character Page: Here
Status: Pureblood
Residence: Nice, France
Nationality: French- Canadian
History:
Reducio
Axel lives with his mother and father. His parents Cassian and Scarlet are French-Canadian. They are all pure-blooded wizards
He was brought up in Quebec in Canada till he was seven then his parents moved back to Nice in France so that Axel could go to Beauxbatons like they did. While in Canada he struggled to get along with other children and often got put on time out by his tutor his parents hired who was a squib as he didn't play nice. His tutor was a middle-aged man with peppered hair and a thick accent. His then made his parents be called in many times to discuss his behaviour. Eventually, his behaviour got worse and his mother had to ground him often. By the time he was 10, he started to behave more, but it was clear to see that he preferred solitude over big groups. His mother called Scarlet who is 38 years old is fairly strict but he wants her son to do well, has blonde hair and green eyes. His father called Cassian who is 40 is quite laid-back, has light brown hair and green eyes.
Once in Nice, his parents homeschooled him for four years until he got his Abraxan feather asking him to come to Beauxbatons. His parents were overjoyed and grabbed the family album to so Axel their photos of when they went to Beauxbatons.
He was brought up in Quebec in Canada till he was seven then his parents moved back to Nice in France so that Axel could go to Beauxbatons like they did. While in Canada he struggled to get along with other children and often got put on time out by his tutor his parents hired who was a squib as he didn't play nice. His tutor was a middle-aged man with peppered hair and a thick accent. His then made his parents be called in many times to discuss his behaviour. Eventually, his behaviour got worse and his mother had to ground him often. By the time he was 10, he started to behave more, but it was clear to see that he preferred solitude over big groups. His mother called Scarlet who is 38 years old is fairly strict but he wants her son to do well, has blonde hair and green eyes. His father called Cassian who is 40 is quite laid-back, has light brown hair and green eyes.
Once in Nice, his parents homeschooled him for four years until he got his Abraxan feather asking him to come to Beauxbatons. His parents were overjoyed and grabbed the family album to so Axel their photos of when they went to Beauxbatons.
First Magic:
Reducio
In his years of homeschooling, he got quite bored so he often flicked his quill at the wall behind the door making splatters as time passed soon his quill ran out of ink and he heard his mother coming up the stairs- panicked he frantically tried to find a second quill, he couldn't. So he thought oh god the ink's all over the wall and not in the quill what do i do? and then the ink floated from the wall back into his quill.
Is your character a Broom Racer? no
Is your character a Quidditch Player? no
Is your character a Duelist? no
Stats: Stamina- 6 Accuracy-9 Wisdom-4 Strength- 10 Evasion-10 Arcane Power-6
Special Race/Ability: no
If special race/ability, how did they join the school? N/A
50 words explaining why he was late into the school year: As Axel was so misbehaved he often didn't get much trust from anyone, whether that be teachers, doctors or even his own family. This made him act up more for attention. However this also affected his mental health as everyone treated him more harshly as they would always assume he was here to cause trouble rather than just to talk. Because of his low mental health and behaviour, he didn't enter his school until later.
STATUS: Pending, Lawrence Maynard, 29th August
Reasons for Pending:
- You state that Axel was put in time out when around other kids but please elaborate on this using site lore. It is possible for wizards to attend pre-education but this needs to be stated properly in your background.
- Your trunk still has a section for spells and potions, please remove this as we no longer hold that information in trunk posts.
STATUS: Approved, Lawrence Maynard, 31st August
~You're not iconic, you are just like them all~
PC: Emiline Hunter iNPC: Axel Brooks
PC: Emiline Hunter iNPC: Axel Brooks
Beauxbatons NPC
Users with a pre-existing (pre-June 2025) iNPC that have not made an iNPC account are no longer able to access/use their iNPC until they create an iNPC account as the grace period is now over. Our present roster is as follows:
Beauxbatons School Roster
There is something about ambition, how it not only propels you but also defines you.
Beauxbatons School Roster
Year 1
Year 2 Year 3- @Brookline Quinn - Peter SmithYear 4 Year 5
- @Ophelia Northwell - Aurélie Nathalie Duval
-@Matilde O’Fionnagan - Phelan Emile
- @Charlotte Winfield - Maurice Andrieux
- @Victoria Lena Jones - Claire White
-@Elisa Wagner - Clément Guillaume Cantegrel
- @Siobhan McCarty - Geneviève Caussade
- @Isadora Toussaint-Vilaça - Aleksandra FairBairn
- @Emiline Hunter - Axel Brooks- @Della Barfield - Quentin GagnéYear 6- @Bailey Glade -- Lloyd Matthews ThomasYear 7
- @Lea Hirsch -- Katherine Felix
- @Akari Kato -- Enzo Delcroix- @Eun-ji Lee Hunt -- Lee Ye-junAdult
- @Dealla Prince -- Raphael Aveline
- @Lindsey Springhall -- Maximilien de Fostoncy
- @Aaron Jones -- Madeleine Nakamura- @Hugh Lowe -- Cassanora BrowneHeadmistress
There is something about ambition, how it not only propels you but also defines you.
Beauxbatons NPC
Name: Lucien Alexandre de Montfort
PC Name: Aurelia M. Valentine
School: Beauxbâtons
Year: Second Year
Link to your Character Page: [ lucien ]
Status: Pureblood
Residence: Haute-Savoie, France
Nationality: French
History:
First Magic:
Is your character a Broom Racer? No.
Is your character a Quidditch Player? No.
Is your character a Duelist? Yes.
Stats:
str • 4
sta • 7
eva • 10
acc • 8
arc • 7
wis • 4
PC Name: Aurelia M. Valentine
School: Beauxbâtons
Year: Second Year
Link to your Character Page: [ lucien ]
Status: Pureblood
Residence: Haute-Savoie, France
Nationality: French
History:
Reducio
★—————— [background of lucien alexandre] ——————★
Lucien Alexandre de Montfort is a pure-blood born from the noble house of de Montfort, the only son of Théodore Montfort and Noémie Fabregue-de Montfort. Fabregue women are widely popular in the Wizarding World for their infertility. Therefore, Lucien's birth on November 27th of 2012 is one considered as a miracle, the light of the endless tunnel – namely, his birth to their loveless marriage. Noémie Fabregue-de Montfort loved her son dearly, as Lucien is the living proof of her capability to become a mother, a ticket to her chance in motherhood, that she is not cursed unlike the Fabregue women before her. Noémie ended that cycle. However, loving one's offspring does not mean one is good with parenting. The Fabregue woman occasionally uses her son to get close to her aloof husband, initially thinking that it is not late for the both of them yet. Théodore de Montfort celebrated the birth of his only son, made sure to host a formal party and paid the tabloids excessively for this delightful news to be first page. He laughed merrily and it appears that the lines on his forehead temporarily vanished. Nevertheless, the birth of the sole heir to the house of de Montfort did not make him any more tolerant with his expectant and wretched wife. Loving one's offspring does not mean one is being present, either. Lucien was technically raised by his personal maid, an old woman named Claudette; handpicked by Théodore himself. Claudette was present in the earlier years of his young life. This nanny was the first person to notice his remarkable memory, the first person to notice his passion with arts, the first person to shape his virtue and morality. Lucien grew up to be empathetic as Claudette inevitably became his role model. The mention of a mother figure would make Lucien automatically think of the motherly presence of Claudette. Noémie became jealous of their close relationship. Lucien's nanny seemed more like a doting mother to him than she ever could. Upon |
??? | her request and constant nagging to her husband, Claudette was fired from her job as a maid and was let go with a parting gift for her loyalty to the house of de Montfort. Lucien never saw her again. In fear of eventually forgetting her face as years went by, he kept a sketch of her portrait in his chambers. The de Montfort large estate is located in the Southeastern French department called Haute-Savoie. No de Montfort came out inferior – all contributed even a little to the history of the Wizarding World, and Théodore intended for his name to be that way forevermore. Thus, he hired exemplary private tutors and scholars from across France and Switzerland for Lucien's early education. As expected, the boy excels in learning and finds no trouble digesting the material given to him. His father also helped him pursue his burning passion for arts and squeezed in more subjects in his schedule, among other things. Lucien did not bore hate or resentment towards his parents for their imperfections as adult figures in his life. It did not bother him in the slightest that his father only shows love through gifts he spoiled him with, like a new set of paintbrushes and acrylic paint. It did not bother him in the slightest when his father only praised him for his performance and never complimented him as an actual person. What bothered Lucien the most is the dynamic of his parents together, as public figures and behind closed doors. Noémie undoubtedly did everything to catch her husband's attention, to the point she was already neglecting her son. In comparison, Théodore never once looked in Noémie's way. Lucien notices how his father's eyes never meet his mother's. It was rumoured between the servants that a long time ago, Théodore de Montfort once fell in love with a Muggle woman and they accidentally conceived a child. That he would have been with her if not for his parents’ interference. Lucien Alexandre de Montfort enrolled in Beauxbâtons, wondering what love looks like. |
First Magic:
Reducio
★—————— [first instance of magic] ——————★
“Maman,” Lucien Alexandre de Montfort is already five years old. He has luscious, sable-coloured hair that reaches to his nape. His cheeks are plump and flushed from the hot, summer air. He is a delight around the large estate, as under Claudette's care he grew up to be the sweetest boy in Haute-Savoie. Dramatically described, but never hyperbolic. Being a five-year old, Lucien is already very curious. He does not cry about boo-boos anymore, braving it out especially when he is in front of his nanny. Claudette would always notice, his pout visible as it trembled. Nowadays, he does not ask to be carried around, by Claudette or his father, Théodore. As far as he was concerned, Lucien is a big boy now. He has been learning what is right and what is wrong; what is considered beautiful and what is not. Théodore frequently asks what he is partial with these days, and in those times Lucien always answered why he finds the stars beautiful and would love to accompany them at night, if they so desire. Théodore notices the dreamy twinkle in his wintry eyes, and thinks none of it as the boy is only five. However, he did not notice that the boy is a prodigy in art. Might have been a gift from the deities, Lucien was born with a remarkable memory. He can already sketch a slight likeliness of his subject. The boy likes to draw what he deemed as very beautiful, and he was sketching his personal maid and the old woman who practically raised him, Claudette. He sketched portraits of her cooking and cleaning, with flower doodles on the border. Lucien's muse changed when he finally noticed that his mother, Noémie Fabregue-de Montfort, does not pay much attention to him compared to what Claudette gives to him. Even he can proudly say that Théodore was surprisingly more attentive to his daily activities than Noémie. Which he finds very curious and kind of strange. So, just like any other child who craved the attention of a figure very dear to them, Lucien started clinging towards his mother like a leech – sketching her and showing her the examples every other minute if it was possible before Noémie calls for Claudette to make him play around the garden. Just like today. “Maman, je t'ai encore dessinée. Regarde mon dessin,” Mama, I drew you again. Look at my drawing. Lucien babbled excitedly, waving a parchment over Noémie's vanity table as she busily put on make-up with her sycamore wand. “C'est très joli, mon doux ange. Je le regarderai plus tard ce soir, en rentrant du bal auquel je vais avec ton Papa.” |
??? | That's very nice, my sweet angel. I will look at it later in the evening once I come back from this ball I am attending with your Papa. Noémie waved a dainty hand dismissively, her grey eyes still on the old vanity mirror in front of her as she meticulously looked for imperfections in her delicate face. The de Montfort matriarch particularly clicked her tongue when she saw an open pore just between her eyebrows. She was already itching to bark on a maid for expensive skin oils. Lucien did not notice the dismissal. What the five-year old only noticed is how pretty his mother is; like the essence of refreshing spring air after a draining winter day. Or marguerites blooming below low church bells from this poem he read from a disheartened poet living near Rainbow Hill. That poet talked about loss and waiting by the marguerites, the intonation of the poem somewhat unclear for Lucien. He draped his small head on the unoccupied space of the vanity table, his grey eyes twinkling as he watched his mother fuss over this one pore, muttering about refusing to be blemished in front of the infamous Lady Morissette, a person Lucien met the other day; a plump woman with an odd, shrilly laugh that hauntingly echoes in the room. All of a sudden, blooming marguerites emerged from Noémie's hazelnut tresses, carefully pinned to an intricate braid. They are small, some framed her face. They matched her ball gown, which made the woman gasp as she leaned towards the mirror to get a better look. Lucien jumped from his position. “Oh, mon doux, doux ange,” Oh, my sweet, sweet angel. Noémie muttered to herself before she turned her gaze to her son, who was looking up at her in wonder. She pulled Lucien for a hug, planting soft and tender kisses on his sweet head, her dainty fingers carding through his messy, sable-coloured hair. “Pourquoi n'y ai-je pas pensé? Lady Morissette sera jalouse de la beauté que tu m'as apportée.” Why did I not think of that? Lady Morissette will be jealous of how pretty you made me look. Lucien giggled happily. “Pourquoi dois-tu être plus jolie que Lady Morissette, Maman?” Why do you have to be prettier than Lady Morissette, Mama? “Parce que Lady Morissette se croit plus jolie que tout le monde. Ce qui est tout simplement faux.” Because Lady Morissette thinks she's prettier than everybody else. Which is simply not true. “Je pense que Maman est plus jolie que tout le monde!” I think Mama is prettier than everyone else! Noémie chuckled as her son burrowed his face in her neck excitedly as he exclaimed how he thinks his mother is prettier. The matriarch did not even notice that this is Lucien's first instance of magic. What she boastfully told to the people who are willing to listen was how the small flowers embedded in one's tresses or braids became a trend in Haute-Savoie for a month. |
Is your character a Broom Racer? No.
Is your character a Quidditch Player? No.
Is your character a Duelist? Yes.
Stats:
str • 4
sta • 7
eva • 10
acc • 8
arc • 7
wis • 4
STATUS: Approved, Aiko, October 10
| “take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die,” | ♥︎ aurelia m. valentine |
Beauxbatons NPC
Name: Cinder Blaze
PC Name: Mirada Johnson
School: Beauxbatons
Year: 2nd
Link to your Character Page: viewtopic.php?p=1424535#p1424535
Status: Pureblood
Residence: Bormes-les-Mimosas, France
Nationality: France
History:
First Magic:
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: 8
Wisdom: 5
Arcane Power: 5
Accuracy: 6
Special Race/Ability: None
PC Name: Mirada Johnson
School: Beauxbatons
Year: 2nd
Link to your Character Page: viewtopic.php?p=1424535#p1424535
Status: Pureblood
Residence: Bormes-les-Mimosas, France
Nationality: France
History:
Reducio
Marie Blaze, who was a massive dragon enthusiast, lived in a small apartment in central London, with her husband, Michael Blaze. During their marriage, they had two children, called Spark and Flame.
However, the year that Spark turned 18, Michael died as, while he was casting “Incendio”, to light the fire in the living room of their flat, he lost concentration, causing the spell to hit the gas pipes for the house, setting the flat on fire. That same year, Spark got married to another wizard called Thomas, a who she knew from her time at Hogwarts.
Then, the year that Flame turned 18, Marie got offered an amazing opportunity: a job in a family-run dragon sanctuary in rural southern France. Marie was going to move there by herself, however, Spark and Flame didn’t want their beloved mother to live alone, in a completely different country, so the whole family (Marie, Spark and Thomas, Flame) moved to the sanctuary, where in a few years, Marie ended up running the business.
Then, a few years later, Flame became pregnant, however no-one knew who the father was. When Cinder was born Flame unfortunately died in childbirth, so Cinder was brought up by her mostly by her Grandma, Marie, as well as her aunt and uncle, Spark and Thomas.
As Cinder grew up, she was desperate to help around the sanctuary, however she was always told that she had to wait until she was older, which, although it annoyed her, she learnt to accept it.
She was home schooled for all of her life, never really getting to communicate with other children, apart from a few who lived in the little village next to the sanctuary. This made her a bit antisocial, however she is still friendly, and happy to talk to people.
She never really missed her mum, as she'd never got to meet her, but she also often wondered who her father was, as she wanted to know whether he was alive or not.
Her father was actually one of the pure-blooded families who lived in the village, who Flame had met while doing errands around the village. He never knew that Cinder was his daughter, as, while Flame was pregnant, she’d stayed in the dragon sanctuary, so never tried to look for her, particularly as his family moved away to a larger town when Cinder was one.
Despite this, she’d never wanted to leave the dragon farm to go and find him, because she loved living with her grandma, aunt and uncle, and she wanted to run the sanctuary at some point when she was an adult.
Cinder was extremely excited to get to go to Beauxbatons, because the rest of her family had all gone to Hogwarts, because of living in England. She was looking forwards to going as she could tell her family all about it, in return for their stories of Hogwarts, and magical lives in England.
Marie Blaze, who was a massive dragon enthusiast, lived in a small apartment in central London, with her husband, Michael Blaze. During their marriage, they had two children, called Spark and Flame.
However, the year that Spark turned 18, Michael died as, while he was casting “Incendio”, to light the fire in the living room of their flat, he lost concentration, causing the spell to hit the gas pipes for the house, setting the flat on fire. That same year, Spark got married to another wizard called Thomas, a who she knew from her time at Hogwarts.
Then, the year that Flame turned 18, Marie got offered an amazing opportunity: a job in a family-run dragon sanctuary in rural southern France. Marie was going to move there by herself, however, Spark and Flame didn’t want their beloved mother to live alone, in a completely different country, so the whole family (Marie, Spark and Thomas, Flame) moved to the sanctuary, where in a few years, Marie ended up running the business.
Then, a few years later, Flame became pregnant, however no-one knew who the father was. When Cinder was born Flame unfortunately died in childbirth, so Cinder was brought up by her mostly by her Grandma, Marie, as well as her aunt and uncle, Spark and Thomas.
As Cinder grew up, she was desperate to help around the sanctuary, however she was always told that she had to wait until she was older, which, although it annoyed her, she learnt to accept it.
She was home schooled for all of her life, never really getting to communicate with other children, apart from a few who lived in the little village next to the sanctuary. This made her a bit antisocial, however she is still friendly, and happy to talk to people.
She never really missed her mum, as she'd never got to meet her, but she also often wondered who her father was, as she wanted to know whether he was alive or not.
Her father was actually one of the pure-blooded families who lived in the village, who Flame had met while doing errands around the village. He never knew that Cinder was his daughter, as, while Flame was pregnant, she’d stayed in the dragon sanctuary, so never tried to look for her, particularly as his family moved away to a larger town when Cinder was one.
Despite this, she’d never wanted to leave the dragon farm to go and find him, because she loved living with her grandma, aunt and uncle, and she wanted to run the sanctuary at some point when she was an adult.
Cinder was extremely excited to get to go to Beauxbatons, because the rest of her family had all gone to Hogwarts, because of living in England. She was looking forwards to going as she could tell her family all about it, in return for their stories of Hogwarts, and magical lives in England.
First Magic:
Reducio
When Cinder was ten, she was desperate to help out with one of the dragons, and, while her Grandma, Marie, was cooking lunch, Cinder snuck out of the house, to see one of the biggest dragons, and, in her excitement, she stood much closer to the fence than she knew she should.
Seeing a bucket of meat next to the enclosure, left there so that her Grandma could feed it later, she excitedly thought that if she fed a dragon, she could spend more time watching them, even though she knew that she wasn't allowed to be close to them.
Cinder threw a piece of meat into the pen, which hit the dragon right on the face. The dragon was extremely angry, and came right up to the fence. Cinder was frozen in shock, and the dragon reached out it's claw to Cinder, and scratched over her face.
Cinder screamed, and finally manged to move backwards while red sparks appeared in the air.
Her grandma, Marie, saw the sparks, and heard the scream, so ran towards the enclosure, where she managed to calm down the dragon, and heal Cinder.
She left a few scars on Cinder's face, as she knew that if Cinder wasn't constantly reminded of the consequences of breaking the rules, she would break them time after time, where she could possibly get injured even more. However, Marie did make sure that the cuts were healed enough that they wouldn't interfere with Cinder's daily life.
Seeing a bucket of meat next to the enclosure, left there so that her Grandma could feed it later, she excitedly thought that if she fed a dragon, she could spend more time watching them, even though she knew that she wasn't allowed to be close to them.
Cinder threw a piece of meat into the pen, which hit the dragon right on the face. The dragon was extremely angry, and came right up to the fence. Cinder was frozen in shock, and the dragon reached out it's claw to Cinder, and scratched over her face.
Cinder screamed, and finally manged to move backwards while red sparks appeared in the air.
Her grandma, Marie, saw the sparks, and heard the scream, so ran towards the enclosure, where she managed to calm down the dragon, and heal Cinder.
She left a few scars on Cinder's face, as she knew that if Cinder wasn't constantly reminded of the consequences of breaking the rules, she would break them time after time, where she could possibly get injured even more. However, Marie did make sure that the cuts were healed enough that they wouldn't interfere with Cinder's daily life.
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: 8
Wisdom: 5
Arcane Power: 5
Accuracy: 6
Special Race/Ability: None
STATUS: pending — Anthoinie, 02/12/25
1. Please edit out seer from your encyclopaedia as you have chosen not to apply for it.
2. Only your last two paragraphs are about Cinder. Please expand this to 200 words.
STATUS: Approved — Anthoinie, 03/12/25
Pending, Célestine, 9th December
• I see you made edits to the Michael's death. Thank you
• As a pureblood your grandmother can't be non-magical. Do you perhaps wish to change bloodstatus? If you wish to remain pureblood, please remove calling your grandmother non-magical. She would be pureblood too.
• The city in France doesn't exist. Please edit it to the existing city.
• It's very creative to write about dragon farm. However, as a young child you can't be feeding dragons or take care about them. As well as you shouldn't be anywhere close to them without supervision of the family member or guardian.
• Your character doesn't have to know about their father, but we should know. Could you please add some information on his bloodstatus and what happened after Cinder was born?
Approved, Célestine, 10th December
Last edited by Mirada Johnson on 10 Dec 2025, 08:12, edited 9 times in total.
Beauxbatons NPC
Name: Romélie de Brissac
PC Name: Ula Takahashi
School: Beauxbatons
Year: 3rd Year
Link to your Character Page: ★
Status: Wizardborn
Residence: Geneva, Switzerland
Nationality: Swiss
History:
ReducioRomélie was not born into the family whose name she bears. Perhaps, she was not born a Romélie at all. What is certain is, she entered the world a frail child—so frail, in fact, that not even St. Mungo's best were a match for such sickness. Her mother carried an old family curse that manifests in the early stage of life—newborns—causing their magic to consume life force. No spell, no potion and no prayer could save the poor child from an impendable doom.
Luckily, wealth and status bring many things. Among those things, doors that open where others would find walls. There were rumors of ways to make a body strong again, rumors of cheating death. An ancient family of vampires—House de Brissac, seemed to know of a cure. They were said to live to the far west, beyond Geneva, where the mountains are sharp as glass and the winds carry the smell of iron.
The ritual of Turning was a viable path to preserve her dying magical core; if they waited too long, her body could become too weak and the ritual would fail. Turning is a process that binds a dhampir to the one performing it. Meaning the removal of a young, not fully developed dhampir from their creator could endanger their life in multiple other ways. Her parents had to face the truth: giving her away whilst she was a child was permanent. Blinded by desperation, they convinced themselves it was the only way of saving the child, unaware of how misguided that belief truly was.
Due to the illegalness of turning a child under European magical law, everything was buried under bribes and falsified documents. Trying to reclaim her later could result in the exposure of everyone involved.
And so it was done. In the dead of night a carriage arrived, drawn by pale horses that didn't seem to breathe. The child was taken to Switzerland, Geneva, into the mountains where the snow never melts and the sun doesn't shine. There, built above catacombs of the de Brissac ancestors and half swallowed by the mountain stood Château Catamont.
Much like the Cullens from the famous Muggle book called Twilight Sparkle (or something of the kind), the de Brissac family is also very much unrelated. Naturally, Rome grew up surrounded by lots of different people—of different colours, different backgrounds and all with different stories. They had all become a part of the family by the ritual of Turning, most are "aunts and uncles" already well into their adulthood. They were all turned by the same vampire, the patriarch of the family, who they call the Great Father or as Romélie calls him, papa—the one, who for all we might know, has his own agenda of building a vampire army.
Romélie was not found or chosen, but a fate placed at their doorsteps. The fact that she was adopted and partly a witch was clear to Rome growing up—the Brissacs didn't make it that big of a deal, she was one of them from day one. Romélie doesn't remember her parents, for she was far too young and she thinks it's for the best. However, the little dhampir does sometimes wonder who she looks like more. Her mother? Her dad? Does she have siblings somewhere? Is her birth family as wealthy and prominent as the de Brissacs are? She hopes so.
Despite this, she seems to be, or at least she believes so, his favourite. Papa took care of her as if she were his own. Papa made her believe she was special. And naturally, being the only baby in the family, Romélie got away with things. She got away with pretending to read and study while being homeschooled. She got away with stealing precious objects from her aunts and uncles, to add to papa's art collection—something she still does, this time to her schoolmates. No one ever really scolded her. How could they? Every smile full of pearly whites, every theft, every act of laziness was an excuse for her charming eccentricity. "She's young, she's still learning" they'd say. Yet what Romélie learned the most was that smiling sweetly got her exactly what she wanted. And so, she grew up like that: a glittering parasite in a house full of bloodsuckers.
She didn't have many friends her age growing up, but those she grew to meet are the children of the pureblood elite from all over the world. Those families would often come to visit their fortunes, buried deep beneath Château Catamont where the catacombs lie. It is said you'll find much darker creatures there than just the dead. The de Brissac's are known as discreet and respected bankers—keepers of gold and whispers. Extravagant balls were something her and her papa didn't miss.
At eleven, her world expanded with the arrival of a single letter, inviting her to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. It's where she discovered, among many other things, her love for quidditch. Staying true to self, you can either find her avoiding any and all schoolwork, bending the rules and unnerving boys with mischievous smiles that hint she just might bite.
First Magic:
ReducioChâteau Catamont knows no season other than winter. The wind is always sharp, cutting into your cheeks, and the snow persistently hugs the ground, like a newly proclaimed widow who can't let go of her dead lover. The sunrays don't touch the grounds of the de Brissac estate, rather the Château stays hidden in the shadows of the mountains, quite perfect for a vampire residency. However, it's a place where flowers don't grow and birds don't chirp. Like a dead, empty valley.
The spring of 2019 was no different. Romélie was building what seemed to be an army of deformed snowmen on that particular day. Deformed due to the casualties of Romélie's brief career choice—a ruthless commander choosing to punish the snowmen soldiers because well, she was a ruthless commander for the day.
"You there! Cut his hand off!" she would point her finger at one of them.
"Don't just stand there or you'll lose one too!"
The snowman, of course, proceeded to just stand there. Which made Romélie gracefully decide she'll be breaking both their twigs in half herself. However not before she peed.
Yes, nature calls even to the great commanders.
And so, Romélie excused herself and proceeded to crouch down behind the tree, 5 meters away from her snowy sculptures.
Once she was done with her business and focusing on making herself look presentable, she couldn't help but notice a small patch of snow melting away. Something was growing right in front of her eyes, blooming even. Before she knew it she was face to face with a small delicate flower—Edelweiss. That marked itself as Romélie's first instance of magic.
Is your character a Broom Racer? No.
Is your character a Quidditch Player? Yes, Chaser.
Is your character a Duelist? No.
Stats: STA: 10 EV: 10 STR: 5 WIS: 0 ARC: 0 ACC: 15
Special Race/Ability: Dhampir
If special race/ability, how did they join the school? Joined in September 2023.
STATUS: pending — Anthoinie, 03/12/25
Your explanation of Romélie's illness does not suffice -- why is dhampirism the only treatment option?
STATUS: Approved — Anthoinie, 05/12/25