Niklaus Turgenev
A crown is merely a hat that lets the rain in.
Name: Niklaus Turgenev [Никлаус Тургенев ]
School: Koldovstoretz
Year: 1st
Age: 12 [ 01/13/2009]
Appearance: Nik's eye color is a deep brown, his hair almost matching yet a deep black. He stands at 5' inches tall, and 105 pounds.
Personality: Nik is quiet, yet has strong opinions. He watches people, taking in their body language, keeping the information in his mind for later.
Is your character a Broom Racer? YES/NO.
Is your character a Quidditch Player? YES/NO. [Keeper]
Is your character a Duelist? YES/NO.
Stats:
Stamina: 5
Evasion: 6
Strength: 5
Wisdom: 7
Arcane Power: 5
Accuracy: 7───────────────── ─────────────────BackgroundReducio
Nik was born on January 19 2009. He was the firstborn to a clan of wizards in North Russia. Slowly though after 4 years another sibling was born and then another after 2 and then another after 1. He was born with deep jet black hair and beautiful brown eyes. Now he stands at 5' , towering over most of his siblings. He grew up with a lot of land and his family owns a mansion surrounded by forest. He was never as curious as his brothers, never wanting to search or look out for something. He'd rather learn through books or through stories.
His first outburst of magic wasn't as crazy or out there as others. It was expected for his age as he had just turned three. He had just had his birthday and was starting to walk around more and to get into things. One day while he was walking, something fell, it was a paperweight that his father had. When it fell, the boy stopped it in the air with his magic. The boy's parents noticed and we're proud of their son, though they didn't introduce him to the school until years later. After he started the school he started to excel rapidly he went from group one the group to within a small amount of time and now stands in group 4. Overtime in school he has started on the Quidditch team, though he wasn't very close to his teammates.
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Ability - perfectionistReducio
Niklaus Turgenev, first and only born son to the Turgenev name and estate, completely and wonderfully perfect. He was born quiet and grew as such. The boy didn't cry when he was a child, but only when he was in a great deal of need. Instead, he watched. He learned to crawl up and stand when he was in his crib, watching as his mother would go by, and his father would talk. He learned to read and write quickly, at age 4, to the delight of his young parents. He just didn't speak much.
The boy said his first word at 2 years old, a complete one, not a simple cry or laugh or random noise, but a complete word. It was no, the simple fact amusing at dinner parties that the family would throw. The story was simple, the boy had had a fear of dogs, and when he was 2, his father was followed home by a stray. The father had asked him, not expecting a reply, if he wanted to keep it. The boy took one look at the dog, and stepped back in fear, a sharp, almost croaked out, ¨No¨ was said. The dog was sent away, and the boy was praised.
The boy didn't speak much after though. So he had time to watch, and slowly as he got older, to read and to learn.
In his first year, at this time, he has learned many spells, all learned almost perfectly. His grades never dropped from perfect, where they had started. He was . . Perfect. Only it became a sort of fear for him. He could not not be perfect, if he was threatened with failure it ate him up inside. The boy can't be imperfect.
He had to be perfect, no matter the cost. His parents didn't like this, surprisingly. They didn't want their son to be ´perfect´, they wanted him happy and comfortable. They tried to convince him often to go out, to have fun, and to meet people. He didn't listen.
Slowly over his life, Nik learned 4 languages, Russian, English, Hindi, and English. He mostly used Russian with his family, using English nearly everywhere else. He learned how to play the Flute and the Piano. He learned about the human brain, then the lifespan of Wizards and how they are different from маглы. He learned all he could, perfecting everything before moving to the next thing.
Whenever he was asked to be described, the answer was. . . Perfect.
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"Do you love me, want me, hate me?" – Olivia Rodrigo
Niklaus Turgenev
Is your character a Broom Racer? YES/NO.
Is your character a Quidditch Player? YES/NO.
Is your character a Duelist? YES/NO.
Stats:
Stamina: 6
Evasion: 7
Strength: 6
Wisdom: 7
Arcane Power: 7
Accuracy: 7
─────────────────[/td][/tr][/table]Ability - perfectionistReducio
Niklaus Turgenev, first and only born son to the Turgenev name and estate, completely and wonderfully perfect. He was born quiet and grew as such. The boy didn't cry when he was a child, but only when he was in a great deal of need. Instead, he watched. He learned to crawl up and stand when he was in his crib, watching as his mother would go by, and his father would talk. He learned to read and write quickly, at age 4, to the delight of his young parents. He just didn't speak much.
The boy said his first word at 2 years old, a complete one, not a simple cry or laugh or random noise, but a complete word. It was no, the simple fact amusing at dinner parties that the family would throw. The story was simple, the boy had had a fear of dogs, and when he was 2, his father was followed home by a stray. The father had asked him, not expecting a reply, if he wanted to keep it. The boy took one look at the dog, and stepped back in fear, a sharp, almost croaked out, ¨No¨ was said. The dog was sent away, and the boy was praised.
The boy didn't speak much after though. So he had time to watch, and slowly as he got older, to read and to learn.
In his first year, at this time, he has learned many spells, all learned almost perfectly. His grades never dropped from perfect, where they had started. He was . . Perfect. Only it became a sort of fear for him. He could not not be perfect, if he was threatened with failure it ate him up inside. The boy can't be imperfect.
He had to be perfect, no matter the cost. His parents didn't like this, surprisingly. They didn't want their son to be ´perfect´, they wanted him happy and comfortable. They tried to convince him often to go out, to have fun, and to meet people. He didn't listen.
Slowly over his life, Nik learned 4 languages, Russian, English, Hindi, and English. He mostly used Russian with his family, using English nearly everywhere else. He learned how to play the Flute and the Piano. He learned about the human brain, then the lifespan of Wizards and how they are different from маглы. He learned all he could, perfecting everything before moving to the next thing.
Whenever he was asked to be described, the answer was. . . Perfect.
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