Link to your encyclopedia thread: Kotoka Sako | Adult LVL 1
Name of Ability that you Are Applying for: [ 4 / 8 ] Year 1, 5, 6, and 7 only

Y1 : Comprehend Language #1 - Mermish
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜. 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝.

𝙴𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝: +𝟷𝟶% 𝚆𝚒𝚜𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 (𝟷) 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗.

𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎: 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝟸𝟶%. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝟸𝟶% 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜, 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜.

Reducio

They say you will never forget your first love. In Sako's case, he literally could never forget when he had spent a lot of hours learning a whole language to please someone that repayed him back by moving out of the country. His first heartbreak happened at age 12.

1st year in Mahoutokoro, he originally planned to mind his own business, keep to himself and focus on studying more than gaining friends. That was until the teacher switched his seats so he would sit next to the noisier girl in the classroom.

It took the 11 year old Sako about 2 weeks before the girls voice started to sound like the sweetest melody, and her smile when he paid her the tiniest attention became his favourite thing to see during school hours. And just like that, young Sako experienced his first fleeting feelings of a big crush.

At the time, he thought girls liked the nonchalant attitude. So he passively listening to her ramblings when he could, only making mental notes on the tiny details she shares about her own life. One particular thing that was evident early on was how she loved merfolks more than anything. She was not an expert on the merpeople. She was just a child with a huge fascination for water, and an enthusiastic interest it those that calmly live deep under those waters. She would speak enthusastically on personal non-evidence based theories. Plans on turning to a merfold herself (not possible). And lofty dreams of befriending one in the future. In short, she was a nerd. But since she's cute, who cares?

Sako had this whole plan laid out. Wow her with his nonchalant attitude during school hours, but eventually - BAM! He wows her, with his knowledge on merfolks, his comprehension of their language will make the possibility of her befriending one (with his help) more possible, and make her rely on him to make her dreams come true. And boom- they date, get married at 23, have 1 kid, live in a beach location area, and live happily ever after. Sako spent the months diligently studying the merfolks and their language. While not lucky enough to speak to a real merfolk yet, Sako became confident in his comprehension as time goes on.

When they both turned 12, he confessed to the girl the day after their last exam of the year. Only to be awkwardly rejected, and told she doesn't do long-distance relationships. Perhaps acting like he didn't care about her interest was a bad move. But at least it looked good on his resume in the future to know the language of merfolk.

w/c: 442

Y5 : Comprehend Language #2 - Giant

Reducio

During a particular summer when he had just finished his 4th year, the area where his family diner he worked at, there was a rapidly rising uneasy atmosphere. Word has it that there was a small scale rowdy dark wizard gang passing through the steets. Threatening shopkeepers, passerby's and causing some ruckus. His parents forbade him from exiting the home or the diner during this era, though the diner continued to run still.

The ignorant bliss was short lived as some rowdy younger members from the gang group came in a pack. Ordering ridiculous amount of foods, yelling and chattering loudly, and intimidating costumers that looked at them too long. At first they were accomodated hesitantly, but when the bill came and the diner fell to tension as they started threatening Sako's father. Sako, a scared teen at the time, hid behind the counter .At the height of their anger, they attempted to flip the table full of empty plates and glass. An action stopped by a newly arrived customer whos height and stature made the group quiet.

Sako still remembered what they looked like. Tall- their head almost hitting the low hanging light. Broad shoulders, their nose looked squased, their skin having light brushes of hair - giving their unnatural skin tone a soft dimmed glow. Their hair looked thick, bangs almost covering their eyes. The glare and the deep voice that scared both customers, his parents, the employees and the gang gang was evident, she was not in a good mood. All Sako could think was how beautiful she was. The hit of euphoria washing away his recent heartache like a soft gentle wave that contrasted the way she threw a chair across the room. Effectively intimidating the gang members in leaving.

Since then, Sako's summer was the best eventful one ever. Here he was, hanging out everyday in the diner with a part giant lady that could speak basic Japanese that was freshly hired as a bodyguard for the diner. Most of the time she pretended he wasn't there when he tried to talk to her. Ignoring the evident adoration in his eyes with unease. There was no doubt she had no interest in a teen boy still going through puberty. That didn't stop Sako, though.

Everyday, he would show off what a devoted husband he'd be if she'd pick him (even with the zero chances of it happening). He perservered through every one of her rejections, still doing his best to teach her better Japanese. And asking her for help to studying giank speak. It was hard in the beginning, With his broken attemps at saying 'Yur aa kema bsar rom ra ku sud' ( Your eyes shine brighter than the moon today ) , and her getting frustrated/agitated enough about not understanding what he was teaching to almost throw more chairs and tables - it was a lot. But eventually they kept at it. By the end of summer, he had started to recognise some of the things she grumbles under her breath.

Going back to Mahoutokoro was hard. He was a boy in love with a half giant that was way way older than him who constantly rejected him. Of course all he wanted to do was be around her! He saw this instead as an opportunity to prove to her that long distance would work! So he studied the language of giants even more, making use of any available resources to get better. Making intimidated juniors listen to his pronounciation practice. This went on for the rest of the school year as a 5th year. He had constructed the perfect wooing tactic. Go back home during christmas, confess in full giant language, listing out why he was the perfect husband for her despite the age range. Everything was set!

Except no, with the threat of gang members not being a concern anymore, Sako came home to no towering figure in the diner. She had been let go a few months ago, without Sako's knowledge. Only leaving a written note in Japanese. Despite the novice handwriting, she stated how grateful she was that Sako taught her how to speak better. That he was a nice boy, and he should study well and find many friends, and has no doubt he will eventually met a nicer person more suited for him.

He felt like he should've learned not to learn a language for years as a rizz tactic and wait till last minute to confess, but here he was reliving his first heartache again. Shortly after, he fell back to the pattern of tearing up giant language books, and notes, and taping them back together in tears. Wishing his understanding of giant speak would leave as quickly as the next dawn.

w/c: 794

Y6 : Charmer
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜. 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝙴𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝: -𝟷 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 (𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚕). 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔.

Reducio

Hate had always been his fuel to do things. This could come in the form of envy, jealousy, bitterness, and such. Others might've cried or whined, but he steeled himself and instead focused on what he could do to change the situation. And fortunately or unfortunately for him- Sako was someone who always had a situation he wanted to change. His 5th year was his most memorable. A navy robed student of several years, itching to get his hands on golden robes. That was all there should be to it - easy , but a peer of his - with his infuriating near permanent pleasant smile on his face - seemed determined to make it anything but easy.

It all started with a fiasco between the Go club leadership, a humiliating public 'win' between him and the Go club's members preferred president, and his fist meeting Fotis's cheek in a flurry of emotion - let's just say Fotis left Sako with a lot of room for reflection. Reflection that often flickered between angrily scrawling unfriendly names of his peer on a parchment, yelling his name in a soundproffed room, and stabs of forks on a wall with a photograph of Fotis on it. How dare he. Some priveledged foreginer making Sako more livid than he had ever been.

And the most awful part about it was that no one else seemed to see it. Since they were young, people just flocked to that lavender robed gaijin like he had done something to deserve it. Meanwhile it was Sako that worked hard, Sako that stayed up nights for exams, Sako that was there at every request a teacher wanted, Sako that extended extra time to point out mistakes in his peers so they wouldn't do it again - and yet it was Fotis that people seemed to gravitate to. It had always infuriated Sako to some degree, but this year that frustration amounted to new levels, like a spark starting a forrest fire under dry heat. What was it that muggles liked to say? When life throws you lemons, grab it and chuck it back to life x10 harder? Yeah, that was probably it.

After his not-so-elegant display of anger, as much as he wanted to stay away from the gaijin - in the end it would only be him at a disadvantage. So instead, he made an effort to insert himself more into Fotis's space. Picking seats close to him. Eating his lunch where Fotis was. When Fotis was out with his group of friends, there was always a chance their eyes would meet from across the hall, or a few levels away. Perhaps it didn't look at much in the beginning. At worse, it may look like Sako was stalking him.

Sako didn't care too much about that, especially when he got what he needed by watching Fotis. He started small, trying it out on strangers, younger students that knew nothing about Sako. The timing in which Fotis smiles, the tone of his voice, all kept in mind. Then he expanded to the customers he served in the restaurant his family worked at while he worked - starting out conversations with a friendly face with a welcoming voice. Then at Mahoukotoro, he moved on to his peers, and classmates. He ensured not to be Fotis - now that would just backfire on him. But while he watched his peer, he noted down what people reacted best at. He had the nice shape of Fotis's smile so ingrained in him he could tell himself if he was smiling right when he practiced on the mirror.

He learned how to be charming, from his biggest enemy. How ironic.

Sako fought an internal urge to roll his eyes or hurl out his latest meal everytime he did it. People could say a lot of things about Sako, but no one could say he wasn't a hard worker when he put his mind to it. Slowly but surely, it was almost like he was seeing life through Fotis's eyes. His club members stopped looking so uneasy when he's around, his peers started asking him out to join them for lunch, and strangers started to enjoy their interactions with Sako in comparision to his previous blunt, quick interactions.

It was almost sickening, really. But Sako reminded himself that this was the only way where he could truly benefit from his hate for the boy. Soon enough they will graduate, Sako will use this newfound skill, and they won't have to see each other again. He finds his chest a little lighter at the thought.

w/c: 671

Y7 : Lovely Creature
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙴𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝: 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝙳𝙲 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚢 +𝟸 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝙲 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝙲 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔.

Reducio

When people see you, and assume your competence at first glance.

Image had always been his biggest battle of them all. Having his competence undermined in one way or another. It consumed him to think all he needed to be treated the way he deserved was through proper golden robe colours. After receiving his on his 6th year, he was livid to know that things felt… the same. Was his peers suddenly blind? Did they not see the golden colours he wore was one everyone strives for? Was it his background? The eldest son from a family of nobody's? It pissed him off.

One night, he had a dream of fragments of childhood memories, doing homework at the family restaurant his parents work at instead of playing with kids his age. The only thing he could really do apart from studying that wouldn't get a small slap on his wrist from his parents was people watch. He'd see all sorts of customers coming in and out. The way they interact with the staff, and each other. How they act, and how they are treated.

On a rare occasion, he sees a customer or two that looked like they were not from around these parts of Tokyo. Glamorous, or elegant, eluding a vibe of luxury that did not fit with the wobbly tables, washed out wallpaper and flickering mismatched lights in the restaurant. He watched as his parents and other staff treat them a little more differently than a regular customer. Extra food 'on the house', or extra politeness, extra smiles. Even when the rich assuming customers hardly gave gratitude.

When he had woken up, the plan was fresh in his head.

His 6th year was the busiest year of his life. He was doing whatever errand he could to get extra pocket money, he studied styles from the more fashionable people of Mahoutokoro, he started getting into sports, working on specific parts of his body. During holidays, he focused on selling his own items and his family's items if they were careless enough to leave it to rot and collect dust. For once, thankful to be in a family of hoarders. With every new money, instead of spending it on his usual amount of academic books, he used it for new clothes, make-up, hairsyles, even classes he took in secret that lectured him on self-care, and maintaining a 'look' he had in mind.

Frankly, he didn't think it would work. If golden robed didn't help him, why should looking a little better would? He started his 7th year with an unyielding bitterness of the possibility he had wasted his time in the end. His annoyance consumed him for more than half of the year, throwing himself back into studies and extracurricular. It hadn't come to mind that his effort already had started to pay off. It was the increased rate of curious lingering looks, and the shy kouhais (juniors) who gave him random food out of nowhere. No one seemed to comment too much on how he looked different, so he ended up graduating not realizing his plan worked. He had no close friends to point out his change, and no interested family member that could say a compliment without it sounded backhanded. Perhaps it was not so evident to him, but anyone looking at a picture between Sako 4 years ago and Sako now could easily spot the difference.

Take away the bad lazy haircut, he snotty, arrogant way he seemed to stare down at others, and the irritating voice constantly drawling on about the importance of handwork and grades like an elderly unfulfilled with his youth, and Sako was one might consider a gem in the rough. That starting from 6th year, and summer - entered his last year at Mahoutokoro as a polished version of himself that even his personality couldn't dim at all times. And with his previously newly learned ability to be charming the previous year, it was likely that this buff of his was going to continue for a while.

w/c: 650

Pending x 4, 21st of February, 2026 - Oonagh
I need to clarify the year assignment for your abilities, because specifically charmer and lovely creature sound like they were acquired when he was older / are written from the adult and lawyer pov when they are meant to be student abilities. And they clearly aren't Y1 abilities as you describe charmer and LC was something he had to learn or decide on later. What years do you wish to assign these abilities to? Because Charmer and LC seems to be from the adult POV but you do not get an adult ability this year since you traded it for stat points, but it described events after y5 - so I assume you would assign this to y6 or y7? Mermish sounds like its designed to be the 2nd year ability as it is when he starts to study the language? or 5th year when he confesses? Giant language seems like it is intended to be the 6th year ability?

So yes, please specify the years to assign all of these abilities to and let me know so I can proceed.

edited- 14 MARCH , Sako
I owled all the things that were changed for clarity

Approved x 4, 15th of March, 2026 - Oonagh

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Mahoutokoro Headmaster I , Kotoka Sako

STATUS: Approved -- Ophelia, 22 Feb

Approved - Edith. 2026.Feb.28th

Link to your encyclopedia thread: 🙜
Name of Ability that you Are Applying for: The Muggle Condition
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it): WC: 533

Reducio

Roland was a lucky boy, born into a world surrounded by the highest and purest form of magic that desperate mortals could ever conjure, art itself. On the day his mother, who used to consider having a child the ultimate expression of human banality, went through a smarting delivery, his father was on stage beneath alluring lights, reciting good old Marlowe's illustrious lines. Such was the devotion of the Marins, and it would not be the last time when art prevailed over and preferred to life. The boy was never baptised. Instead, the not-so-young couple took the baby to a family friend's house, and, following a rather Dionysian evening, the boy's forehead was anointed with a drop of absinthe by his father. How secular, how ritualistic.

Yet, it would be a grave mistake to assume that the loyal adherence to art performed religiously by the Marin household devoured, consumed, or trivialised the simple pleasures of life. No, not at all. Art was an enriching force, making life -otherwise timid- not just a tad endurable, but genuinely joyful. Roland Domagoj felt this otherwise subtle truth quite prematurely. Without a sister around to pull her hair or a brother to wrestle frantically, the boy discovered that his parents' profession was a reliable companion to poodle around with. He could be anything, a gloomy prince, a famished beggar, a stark raving mad fool, a ridiculously gallant knight. Roland spent a considerable portion of his childhood mimicking people, performing unscripted roles, practically acting the maggot in exchange for laughs and applause. It was a good trade.

Growing up -ah, but only a bit- he discovered other simple joys a boy could find in everyday life. Dover was a relatively small town, meaning the minted, cemented-minded, and demented representatives of a foul class had yet to manage to flatten trees and greenery with a bulldozer, only to bastardise all-honouring nature by turning it into plots of profitable lands. Blessed by their non-arrival, Roland belonged to the dwindling number of children growing up with trees to climb. Not infrequently did he tumble from these trees he climbed up with an almost evolutionary fervour. Yet in every one of these moments, he found his way of coping in what unfolded upon the stage he watched with his terribly blue, even more terribly enchanted eyes. When his arm was put in a cast, he imagined himself as a veteran, and when his knee bled, as a knight fallen off his horse.

His world was so enchanted, in a sense, by the imagination, mankind's greatest magic, that for a time his untrained mind could not even decide which kind of magic was superior. Muggles, how desperately yet how hopefully, had created a (seemingly) magical world on stage and in books, with their bare hands, and whenever life showed its ugly face or fate stung them like a scorpion, they would take refuge in it. Roland, frankly, could not stand the fact that wizards, with the powers they acquired as birthrights, called it non-magic. They all seemed to the boy like a handful of privileged overlords, unable to understand a kind of magic so genuinely artificial that you couldn't even doubt its reality.

Approved - Edith. 2026.Feb.28th

[center]💙Riley’s Trunk💙[/center]
[left][b]Stats[/b]
Wisdom: 7 Evasion: 6 Arcane Power: 5 Strength: 5 Stamina: 7 Accuracy: 5[/left][right][b]Abilities[/b]
[url= https://hogwarts.io/viewtopic.php?t=29085&start=670]Lovely Creature[/url]
[size=70]Effect: You are very distracting to look at. This increases the Control DC of spells in duels and adventures by +2 as well as the DC for finding things in adventures or the DC for finding the snitch in a game of Quidditch. This ability does not stack.[/size]
[center]Spells[/center]
[center]Potions[/center]

Denied - Edith. 2026.Feb.28th

- Player had already applied for the Sixth Sense Ability. Trunk will have the approved Sixth Sense ability added instead.

STATUS: Approved, Sage, February 28th
Hi, Riley! I'm so sorry about the error, this was accidentally mixed up with another player's application. I've corrected the link in your trunk!

STATUS: Denied, Meiyu, 4th March
- Your post flags as AI written/aided. Please re-write your application in your own words.

Link to your encyclopedia thread: Apparate

Name of Ability that you Are Applying for: 's Grace

Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it):

Reducio

The woods were always my favorite place growing up. When Carl was still young (before we became the best of friends) and I was eight, the woods always seemed like a welcome diversion to a life centered around a younger brother. The woods weren’t really woods in the typical sense, being too small and occupied for a wood, but they were good enough for me. I would sneak outside and spend hours in the woods.
I learned to sit perfectly still for hours, watching deer graze from around a nearby tree only a few meters away. I learned to walk slowly and silently so as not to disturb the peaceful silence of the woods. A year or two later a new book series brought the silent movement skills into a new light. I actually tried to move silently and like a wraith through the woods, and I got to the point where I was so in tune with nature I could walk up (more or less) to herds of deer without them knowing I was there. My father and Carl hunted deer during hunting season, and Carl often shot at birds or other small game with his air rifle, but I never used my skills to hurt an animal.
Whenever my cousins came over, we always played capture the flag. It would be me and Carl vs Hazel and Easton, who were about our ages. I quickly became the seeker of the flag due to the way I somehow managed to move so silently and discreetly through the woods neither Easton nor Hazel could ever find me. I got to a point where even I didn’t know how I did it, but I accepted the talent as an irrevocable part of me.
My silent sneaking often led me to hiding in my house too, not just the woods. One late night snack run, my parents came into the kitchen. I’ve always been a little on the small side and years of playing hide-and-seek have led me to be able to fit into surprisingly small spaces. When my father came in, I panicked and silently hid myself in one of our fairly empty cupboards. This backfired of course when my father turned on the kitchen light and opened my cupboard to make himself some popcorn, but he didn’t hear me or see my panicked retreat into the cupboard, which is really all that matters right?

STATUS: Pending, Elena, March 8th
- please create a trunk in your character's encyclopedia! more informations on trunk creation can be found here.

STATUS: Approved, Elena, March 18th

Blythe Gallagher wrote: 4 Mar 2026, 22:02 Link to your encyclopedia thread: Like this?
Name of Ability that you Are Applying for: The Muggle Condition
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it):

Reducio

Blythe must admit the courses here are tricky. Memorizing is an easy task as long as you understand the material, and it's clearly the problem here. Spells and charms are much more difficult to understand and master compared to Muggle academic subjects. It was a pain, each attempt would end in a futile failure. Wandering around Hogwarts Grounds, she was met with a fellow student facing upwards with his wand pointed at the top of a tree. There it lies, his blown-away wizard hat. Blythe stood there in confusion, it was a humorous sight, at least to her. It was clear that he was attempting to use a levitation spell to get it down, and to his misfortune, it was not working. There were a few others standing nearby, but they were merely encouraging the boy. With a lack of patience and a hint of pity, Blythe had decided to lend a hand by climbing the tree and getting the hat down. It was risky, but it got the job done faster.

When lending the hat back to the boy, however, she was met with a face of pure bewilderment. In return, she cocks an eyebrow up, puzzled by the reaction. Without waiting for an explanation, she left him with his hat. Entering the Great Hall, Blythe sits down at the Gryffindor Table and meets with her chattering seatmates. It was loud in there, she doesn’t mind that, but it bothers her that her seatmates recall her previous stunt with the hat on the tree. Needless to say, they mentioned every time Blythe ditched using magic. The time she brought a calculator and a digital pocket scale during potion class, the time she does chores without magic, the list goes on.

She misses how straightforward the Muggle world is. There was no need to remember any spells, no need to deal with troublesome magical creatures, no need to write owls to others, and there would be no need to travel a whole moving staircase to get to the Gryffindor dorm. Then again, it was her personal opinion. She gave herself a physical shrug and a single, sharp huff. While it’s a trouble, there must be a certain convenience in her situation. Maybe being default to the Muggle world has its own perks, there could be a positive outlook and a fortune.

After a long period of time taken for the reflection, Blythe has snapped out of her thoughts by her groaning stomach. How many minutes just passed? She didn’t bother asking, immediately standing to find herself a plateful.

STATUS: Denied, Meiyu, 4th March
- Your post flags as AI written/aided. Please re-write your application in your own words.

STATUS: Pending, Lesmana, 15 March
Reason for Pending:
I'm sorry for the inconvenience. There's still discussion regarding your index re-application request. This prevented us from reviewing your ability application properly at this moment since it's related to the request. Once the decision has been made, we will contact you.

STATUS: Pending, Meiyu, 23rd March
- With Prodigal Flying Learner, George would only learn spells for the year above, meaning at the age of 9, he would not know spells from the third/fourth year upwards.

Closed - It has been over a month since the last follow-up and there was no edit. Please submit a fresh application when ready to reapply so it is not overlooked. Lear April 25

STATUS: Pending, Lesmana, 15 March
Reason for Pending:

1. According to this lore, Muggle technology wouldn't work properly in an area full of magic. This means calculator and digital pocket scale wouldn't work in Hogwarts. Please edit this.

Not related to the pending reason, this is a reminder. Don't forget to register your character in Index Registration thread. Even when this application is approved, you won't be able to use the ability if your character hasn'e been registered to index.

STATUS: Approved, Lesmana, 23 March