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sta 5 | eva 9 | str 8 | wis 0 | arc 0 | acc 8

dhampir I | year 2

Identification

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Full Name: Svetlana Ivanovna Kovalyova School: Drumstrang Year: 1 Boggart: ▇▇▇▇

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Physical Description

The young Vhampir has long, dark brown wavy hair, pale skin, and dark eyes, unlike the stereotypical Slavic appearance with blonde hair and blue eyes. The Russian girl looks similar to most Vhampirs, with pale skin and a gaunt appearance.. She is rather skinny and tall for her age, about 155 centimeters, with a poise of elegance and confidence.

She often wears elegant dresses and outfits, and also carries around her wand and some knives that she handcrafted with important and secretive techniques passed down from generation to generation in the Kovalyov house.

Personality

Growing up in a spoiled upbringing, raised with a kindness that wasn't given to her mother's own childhood, she grew up to be confident, poised, and elegant in a semi-aristocratic household. Sometimes, she can be petty and cruel, but she usually resolves it over time.

However, she also grew up to become more stone-hearted and cold, and gained jealousy and anger towards other Vhampirs that aren't her kind and generous brother, particularly her first maternal cousin. Being a vhampir was an important change for the Kovalyov family, giving them a more "equal" advantage.

She is also rather mischievous, enjoys playing pranks, and is intelligent and wise. However, her jealousy at times can lead to a more cruel girl, with petty grudges transforming into life.

Background

Svetlana Ivanovna Kovalyova was born on January 12th, 2016, to Ivan Sergeyovich Kovalyov and Ekaterina Pyotrovna Kovalyova (née Petrovskaya) on a mildly cold and rainy day. It wasn't a glamorous birth, and Svetlana was born in the hands of a midwife, passed down to her mother's tender arms, holding her dearly. She also had an older brother, Mikhail Ivanov Kovalyov, whom she loved playing with as a child, but later did have to agree that he was a rather unusual child.

Well, everyone was unusual indeed, compared to other aristocratic families.

The Kovalyov family is a rather unique family. Once part of the peasantry in the harsh medieval serf system, bonded to their land akin to slaves, they later rose against their masters, the House Petrovskikh, who rose to nobility in the 15th century. Later, they formed their own house, House Kovalyov, and both went their separate ways in the modern era.

Despite a rise in supposed "equal" status, the Kovalyov family still suffered in inequality and prosecution, especially as House Petrovskikh possessed dhampir blood, a point of pride and power. Despite being richer than most, the Kovalyovs were still humble Blacksmiths, forging incredible weaponry, as techniques passed from generation to generation. They even have one of the largest forges of the wizarding world, located around Zlatoust in southern Russia. Svetlana grew up and thrived there, building her own weapons and blades with intricate safeguarded techniques using precious goblin gold and silver.

Her father, Ivan, as well as her family members before him, worked hard to be able to bring the Kovalyovs upwards into a supposedly more "equal" state, despite a mansion that still has cracks and bruises. He was compassionate and kind, even to his own niece and her first cousin, Viktoriya Mstislavovna Petrovskaya, daughter of her mother's brother. Her mother was born to House Petrovskikh to a heartless mother and a psychopathic brother, devoid of love and compassion. Due to her mother Ekaterina's possession of Dhampir blood and lineage, she and her brother were the first in House Kovalyov to possess Dhampir abilities. She showcased great love and compassion towards her children, although at times she was rather manipulative in terms of such love.

Her family held great importance to such a Dhampir lineage from her mother's side, a key towards a more equal dynamics between the House Petrovskikh and Kovalyov. She and Mikhail, or "Misha" as she would call him, held such lineage and power that it was important. However, the tension was still there and cracking.

She also had another cousin, related to Viktoriya or "Vika," Dmitry Mstislavovich Petrovskikh, whom she called "Mitya," her younger brother. Growing up, she wasn't particularly close to either of them, compared to Misha. However, on Vik's ninth birthday, which seemed relatively normal, not "normal" for most but for the harsh House Petrovskih, well she didn't really know much about the "other man" but she was shocked to discover that Mitya is actually not related to his father or in fact part of House Petrovskikh, being an affair child, and later died after Mitya's mother and Mitya fled and died later, but she personally wasn't sure of the exact details. Her parents refuse to disclose them.

House Petrovskikh was breaking, and she knew for sure that a conflict,

First Instance of Magic

Svetlana was an intelligent child indeed. While she lived in a mansion, more comfortable than most, it was filled with some cracks. One crack, she did not particularly like, in her bedroom.

The crack first emerged near her nightstand. She told her father that night, and he kindly suggested moving the nightstand and leaving it alone. The crack grew in size and tremor, making Svetlana loathe the imperfection in her room.

It grew.

And grew.

And grew again.

Eventually, over the course of a week, it grew to cover her entire bedroom wall. It was large, ugly, and awful, ruining the soft cream wallpaper and the beautiful paintings on the walls.

It wasn't suitable for a princess like herself.

One day, as she was brushing and grooming her long brown hair, she stared at the wall in anger. Throwing her brush, it did nothing.

She felt an overwhelming feeling of anger and rage, feeling pitiful that she was forced into a disgusting home.

Her lamp and vanity mirror broke, causing them to fly everywhere, almost stabbing her own eye. While her parents were upset at the mess they had to clean up after, Svetlana felt pride that she destroyed something for the first time in her life, even though at first, she was upset that some of her own possessions broke. After all, there is beauty in destruction as well.

The little devil has risen, as her brother would say.