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Name: Elias Glass

Birthday: 18 May 1947

Hometown: Isle of Skye

Bloodline: Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one): Conjuring & Summoning

Magical Weakness (pick one): Charms

Year (pick two): First (or Second)

Biography:
Elias doesn't know a lot of things.

He doesn't know his parents, for one. They died when he was very young of dragon pox, leaving him and his sister to live with their aunt and uncle on the Isle of Skye. He's been told stories of his parents his whole life, but never really felt a real connection with them, though he figures that they've affected his whole life. They are his parents, after all, and genetics will out in the end. But he's always felt more connected to his aunt and uncle, and especially to his older sister and the animals that also lived on the farm on the Isle of Skye.

He doesn't know why his sister is so crazy. Maybe she was born like that. Maybe it's because she actually remembers their parents and it messed her all up. But he loves her anyway and is always there to pick up after her and keep her from doing anything really insane.

He doesn't know why animals are better than people. He just knows that they are. Especially his horses. He isn't sure what he's going to do at school without them.

He doesn't know why he likes Vesper Delacroix at all. To be honest, she's kind of awful. But he still puts up with her anyway. At least, his other friends seem a bit more decent. Jack and PJ and Dore and all of them are pretty cool.

He doesn't know why people get so worked up about things that don't matter. It seems like people are always getting upset about stuff, whether it be other people or things breaking or whatever. Even when his sister had abandoned him to go to Hogwarts, even when his first horse had gotten sick and had to go to sleep forever, even when his grandmother had passed away, it wasn't really sad. It just was. It wasn't a big deal, it was just life.

However, Elias does know that Hogwarts is going to be the best. He's been counting down the days since his sister had gotten her letter. And now he has his and he's going to get sorted into the same house as all his friends and they're going to play quidditch and hang out with the animals. It's going to be great.

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Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.

House Request: Same as Vesper Delacroix, please.

Personality:
Elias has always been the more cautious and aware of he and his sister, perhaps because he’s been on the receiving end of more than his fair share of his sister’s pranks. But don’t worry, he’s not going to ruin your fun. In fact, some of his sister’s adventurousness has worn off on him after many years of being dragged along. He’ll just be sure to come prepared with all necessary supplies and a plan of how the adventure will go. Not to mention, lots of snacks.

Life on a farm and distillery has meant that Elias never turns down an opportunity to meet new people and make new friends. He’s always been easy going and eager to befriend anyone he happens across, regardless of age or station. If you’re ever looking for someone to join you for just about anything, Elias is your guy.

But other people aren’t always around and able to hang out, so he’s learned to entertain himself as well. Creatures of any sort always make for good company and seem to respond to him well. He also loves adventure stories, playing the trumpet (the loudest instrument he could find), riding and training horses, or following Quidditch on the wireless.

Just don’t ask him to cook or make potions. You’re liable to have an explosion on your hands. And maybe don’t ask him to go on adventures in the dark. Ever since his parents died, he’s been nervous about not being able to see in front of him, always sleeping with a light on at night. You never knew what was lurking there.

It’s also advisable that you don’t try to get too deep with Elias. A callous individual since his parents’ deaths, he’s always avoided the touchy-feely stuff and never been good at handling emotions of any sort.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character. Remember, you can only roleplay your own character's actions, not Evangeline's or Hugh's.

Option 2:

That rat of his was in for it now.

The gray little rascal had disappeared from his clutches at breakfast. Again.

Before Hugh even knew what was happening, Merlin had shot across the floor, somehow managing to avoid all the feet walking across the hall and had escaped through the open doors.

Which meant that Hugh was now stomping through rows of flowers and other various flora, searching for the small creature. It was like the rat knew Hugh was allergic to most flowers. Merlin always chose to run to the gardens whenever he got away from Hugh. It was as if the rat did not want to have him for an owner.

Hugh had named his pet Merlin because he had hoped the powerful name would give the rat more incentive to be more than a rat. Not that he expected Merlin to change into a wizard or anything, but rats were just so...useless, for the most part. With a name like Merlin, Hugh thought it might give the rat purpose.

The only purpose Merlin seemed to have was getting away from Hugh as often as possible.

As the fifth year trudged into the second row of flowers, not taking much care to avoid trampling the first row, he felt the first sneeze building up pressure in his nose and behind his eyes.

"You blasted rat! Where are you?"

He pulled apart a section of bright red flowers; he didn't know what they were called because he despised flowers, and ducked his head low to peer into the depths of the flowerbed. It was moving closer in proximity to the flowers that finally did it. Hugh took in three great breaths and then let out an almighty sneeze. It was strong enough to disturb some of the dirt on the ground before him.

Groaning, he stood up again and wiped his nose on his sleeve. It was as he was turning his head, his nose running up and down his arm, that movement in his peripheral vision caught his attention. Normally one who preferred to put his best face forward, Hugh was a bit embarrassed to be caught wiping his runny nose on his robes.

Nevertheless, Hugh put on his best haughty voice. albeit a bit thickly with his plugged nose and said, "Can I help you with something? It is not polite to stare."



The gardens at Hogwarts were much nicer than the functional vegetable gardens that his aunt and uncle had maintained. Elias had never really been one for plants or growing things or anything like that, but this place was incredible. He’d come in just for a moment to get out of the weather, only to find himself still there nearly ten minutes later, fascinated by all the colours and leaves and odd looking things around him. What were all these things? Maybe he should have opted to take herbology this term after all.

He was just inspecting a strange, blue flower when someone exploding pulled his attention away. Wait, not exploding. Was that a sneeze?

If it was, he wasn't entirely sure that person was going to be okay. Maybe they'd blown off their nose! He'd definitely want to see that. He started heading in the direction of the sneeze, wondering how the person would look without a nose. It was kind of an important part of your face, after all.

He found the other kid, a boy, who unfortunately looked totally normal, if a bit like he had a runny nose. He talked a bit like Vesper though, causing Eli to frown. It was one thing for her to do it, but he didn't like other people who talked like they were better than him.

"I was hoping you'd've sneezed off your nose," he said. "Instead, I just found a kid with boogers on his robes." It was very disappointing. "How come you're in the greenhouses if you're allergic?"

He was assuming, of course. Maybe the kid was just sick. Maybe it was his punishment for being such a pompous jerk.

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Elsewhere Accepted / Elias Glass | Elsewhere Child
« on: 12/11/2018 at 01:54 »
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CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character Name: Elias Calum Glass

Gender: Male

Age: 8

Bloodline: Pureblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): Elias and his sister live with their aunt and uncle, Calum and Lorna Glass (NPCs). Their parents passed away when they were little.

Residence: Aunt & Uncle’s farm and distillery on the Isle of Sky.

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place? No.

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: Lia Ayres

Biography:

Elias doesn't really remember his parents. They died when he was very young of dragon pox, leaving him and his sister to live with their aunt and uncle on the Isle of Skye. He's been told stories of his parents his whole life, but never really felt a real connection with them, though he figures that they've affected his whole life. They are his parents, after all, and genetics will out in the end. But he's always felt more connected to his aunt and uncle, and especially to his older sister and the animals that also lived on the farm on the Isle of Skye.

The youngest of two, Elias has always looked up to his big sister. Sure, his aunt and uncle are fantastic and he’s been told time and time again that his parents loved him very much, but Calix is the person he always looks to when he needs anything. He figures that she needs him too, though. Someone has to make sure that she doesn’t do something stupid, and as the less risky, more aware, and more cautious of the siblings, he balances his admiration with being unafraid to step in when things get a little dangerous.

But don’t worry, he’s not going to ruin your fun. In fact, some of his sister’s adventurousness has worn off on him after many years of being dragged along. He’ll just be sure to come prepared with all necessary supplies and a plan of how the adventure will go. Not to mention, lots of snacks.

Life on a farm and distillery has meant that Elias never turns down an opportunity to meet new people and make new friends. He’s always been easy going and eager to befriend anyone he happens across, regardless of age or station. If you’re ever looking for someone to join you for just about anything, Elias is your guy.

But other people aren’t always around and able to hang out, so he’s learned to entertain himself as well. Creatures of any sort always make for good company and seem to respond to him well. He also loves adventure stories, playing the trumpet (the loudest instrument he could find), riding and training horses, or following Quidditch on the wireless.

Just don’t ask him to cook or make potions. You’re liable to have an explosion on your hands. And maybe don’t ask him to go on adventures in the dark. Ever since his parents died, he’s been nervous about not being able to see in front of him. You never knew what was lurking there.

It’s also advisable that you don’t try to get too deep with Elias. A callous individual since his parents’ deaths, he’s always avoided the touchy-feely stuff and never been good at handling emotions of any sort. Thankfully, as a kid, this doesn’t come up too much. When he’s older, there’s a chance of this being more of an issue. He’ll stick to his hedonistic tendencies in the meantime.

Roleplay:

Godric Park.

Overhead, the sky was a crisp blue, for once clear of the ever-pervasive spongy clouds and rain. The sun was a lemony-yellow presence, high in the Eastern sky, and in front of it zipped three broomsticks in a straight line, or something very like one. One... two..... three... the boys passed, their shouts of excitement echoing as they chased the snitch, a tiny shimmer reflecting the sunlight.

Far below was another, much smaller broomstick.

It trudged along the ground, hugging close to it like a sluggish choo-choo train and occasionally shuttering in protest. This was because said stick was currently being occupied by a very small girl who was tugging upward on the front of it with all her might, trying to coax it into doing what it had been expressly designed NOT to do.

"John, I said wait up!" The tiny girl squealed, giving the broomstick another tug.

Begrudgingly, it drifted upward a foot, and then sank, depositing the troublesome girl safely on the ground. Janey Hurst was not pleased. In a huff, she hopped off the toy safety broom, grabbing it firmly and thrusting it handle first into the turf.

Her brother was such a beast. He NEVER let her play! She folded her arms, seething blue eyes fixing on another figure nearby.  "You!" She barked, much more sharply than she meant to.

"...Do you want to play?"

Roleplay Response:

Elias was so. Dang. Bored.

Calix was away at school, his aunt and uncle were busy doing who-knows-what on the farm (it didn’t have to do with his animals, so he didn’t really care), and everyone else he knew was occupied with something or other that either he couldn’t participate in or he just wasn’t interested in. He had some chores on the farm that he could have been doing, but he really just wasn’t in the mood. The animals were taken care of, and that’s all that really mattered.

So he’d wandered away from his family’s land, hoping to find someone who would be willing to play. There weren’t enough kids around the distillery. He needed to talk to his uncle about that. Maybe they could hire some new people who had kids his age for him to play with.

He was in the middle of working out this plan when a voice pulled him from his thoughts. ”You! Do you want to play?”

He looked up surprised at the harshness of the girl’s voice. Did she want to play, or did she want a fight? Elias honestly didn’t care. She didn’t look that far off from his age, and he really wanted someone to play with. He’d fight if he had to.

“Sure!” He said, a grin pulling on his lips. He caught sight of the broom sticking up from the terf near her. “Do you have an extra broom or should I run home - it’s only about ten minutes away - and grab one from there?”

Or did she even want to play on brooms? She currently had one, but that didn’t mean that she necessarily had her heart set on playing a flying game.

“Or what did you have in mind?” He asked, figuring it best to cover all his bases before making the long trip home.

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