Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Chloe Margaux Lisse
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Blood Status: Half-blood

Education:
Beauxbatons Academy of Magic (Expelled in her sixth year for allegedly stealing potions ingredients)

Residence:
Paris, France (Primary), but she travels often for her business

Occupation
Potioneer & Ingredient Smuggler

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
Not at this time, but I would be open to Knockturn Alley Shop for this character in the future.

Requested Magic Levels:
Adult characters have 32 starting levels to distribute across these four categories (less levels can be used if you so desire, but no more than 32). The number of levels on the lowest ability must be at least half of the highest ability.

If you want levels above the usual 32 total, or a significantly uneven distribution of starting levels, please fill out and submit the Special Request form here.

• Charms: 7
• Divination: 8
• Transfiguration: 7
• Summoning: 10

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
No

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Elsbeth Katherine Blaine

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Born into the Lisse family, Chloe grew up with high expectations. The long-standing French family had always had a bit of a certain proclivity for the dark arts. However, the branch in which Chloe was born was trying to move away from that way of life. Her mother’s marriage to a half-blood had already been a step in that direction. Regardless of her morals, her parents made sure she and her younger sister Juliette would become top students and  they encouraged her greatly academically. The stress of her family life made her grow close to the one person who had managed to escape the Lisse Manor: her half-brother, Lucien. 

Chloe attended Beauxbatons, where she was kicked out in her penultimate year for stealing some dangerous potion ingredients. Her half-brother Lucien was attacked by a Kelpie while going undercover, rumored for a troop of dark wizards. Learning this, she was desperate to get some help out to him, which was why she stole from the school’s stalls. While she did manage to successfully brew the potion, she couldn’t get it to him in time and he died. Because of the nature of Lucien’s work, she refused to inform the faculty and school governors why she had committed this crime. Without a defense, they felt they had no choice but to expel her.

The Lisse family did not take well to Chloe’s expulsion and promptly excommunicated her, believing she too had turned towards the dark side of the family. Unsure where to turn, she decided she would live in Paris, which had always held a certain amount of romance for her. She started first by staying with some rather unruly muggles, but she didn’t like that very much so she thought she might turn her talent for stealing into a trade. Around this time, an estranged great uncle, Alexandre, found her and offered to help her, feeling sympathy at the fact that the family had turned her away. Determined to stand on her own two feet, Chloe rejected his offers for financial assistance, but she did agree to remain in touch, if only to keep abreast of the family’s status.

Meanwhile, her business expanded beyond petty theft into an illicit potions and potion ingredients business. She uses her Beauxbatons and family connections for both procurement and sales. Driving a hard bargain, she negotiates her prices as far as she can and always tries to stay ahead of market demands. She goes where the money is and doesn’t mind who she sells to or what they will be doing with the materials they purchase from her. She has developed a solid reputation in Paris and sells in the United Kingdom as well, particularly in and around Knockturn Alley.   

In the long-term, she aspires to be a notable alchemist (not unlike fellow Beauxbatons alumnus Nicholas Flammel) and believes being a portioneer is a good step towards this goal. The smuggling is for flair and money.


Personality:
Chloe is perhaps one of the most street smart people her age, and that is why she has become so successful up til now. She is extremely observant and creative. Because of the difficult situations she found herself in, she has become very self-reliant and determined. She does not work very well in teams because she’s always worried about protecting herself. It’s easier, she believes, to simply do things herself. Resourceful, she has found a way to make due with what she has and to find what she needs to succeed. Part of this is due to her persuasiveness and negotiation tactics. However, because she is so often working on these different levels and personas, she is difficult to get to know and she rarely reveals her vulnerabilities. Her focus can become too intense, leading her to have a kind of one track mind. She has found herself to have a certain talent for business, especially negotiation. As a part of this mindset, she feels she only needs to pay attention to rules when it suits her. In fact, she doesn’t see rules as rules; they’re more like guidelines. When frustrated or annoyed, she can be a bit haughty, which contributes to her overall difficult demeanor. When struggling with difficult problems, she turns to cigarettes and has a general dislike of those who judge this habit or any of her other bad habits.


Roleplay: 
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option One -
Amelia Nixon was many things, but she was never a pushover reporter that people could just usher away with a busy shuffle past. She was dedicated and eager to cut to the very middle of the current political tensions because she was Amelia Nixon and her articles would most certainly become front page material.

“Sir, please! It’s for the Prophet, how do you feel-“

Another one brushed passed her, the shuffling busy masses making their way through Diagon Alley for the lunchtime rush. This had been the best possible time to get people, but none of them were giving her anything to go with.

Only momentarily discouraged, the short red headed lady took a seat on a nearby bench. Her quill resting in her left hand and her notepad ready in the opposite hand. Amelia pouted, tapping the quill against her leg as she scanned the waves of people for somebody - anybody - who looked like they had something to say.

She had been dreaming of her name in bold print, Amelia Nixon: The Source of Today’s Tomorrow. She had been dreaming of the larger office and the secretaries that would fetch her the morning coffee and fetch her anything she needed. The VIP interviews and the most exclusive press passes. But all Amelia had was a page seventeen piece on the rising number of frogs in London.

Hardened by a day of no success, the reporter stood up and started to trod off down the alley. A loose stone on the cobble path caught her heel, sending the distraught girl toppling down to the ground.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” she yelled as she tried desperately to recover her shoe frantically in the middle of the Diagon Alley moving crowds.

Roleplay Response:
Frogs had infiltrated London. And where others saw discomfort and annoyance, Chloe saw opportunity. Frog legs in particular were a commonly used potion ingredient and depending on the type of frog could be quite valuable. That was why she found herself in Diagon Alley that day, even if it was much busier than she would have liked.

And to make it worse, there was some foolish newspaper woman wandering around bothering people. Chloe kept a firm grip on her wand just in case a hex was warranted. Showy displays of magic were not really Chloe’s style—nor was humility—but she was always prepared to bite back and protect herself both personally and professionally—especially professionally.

Chloe lurked, as she often did, in an alley corner watching the frenzy around her. While it was important to be aware of the people—especially the annoying ones—her eyes focused in on the frogs, wanting to know what kind they were, speckled or otherwise. Species had a wide effect on price back on the continent. 

She was still watching when the young woman who’d been asking all the questions toppled to the ground in the middle of the crowded street. Rolling her eyes, Chloe laughed a little at the display. People here were so incompetent—as if a shoe couldn’t easily be repaired with the tip of a wand.

And yet, as she crossed the street, she couldn’t quite resist commentating. “You better be quiet or you’ll scare the frogs,” she said coming up around the young reporter, “And then you won’t have anything to write.” It wasn’t the most challenging, but rattling the woman only required flair and nerve.

With a raised eyebrow, Chloe smirked a little. While her life of entrepreneurship was anything but easy, it was a hell of a lot better than writing about frogs all day, desperate for a quote.

No, Chloe belonged to no one and she forged her own path. 

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