Grogan Litchfield (WIP)

[Lincoln Litchfield]

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Grogan Litchfield
Gender: Male
Age: 55

Education:
Hogwarts, 1903 – Ravenclaw

Residence:
Litchfield Place

Occupation:
- Ministry of Magic – Department of Mysteries – Unspeakable
- Head of family

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?
No.

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: 9
• Divination: 14
• Transfiguration: 5
• Summoning: 6

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Just my Litchfield babies~ He’ll be my first Litchfield with preapproved high div, as Lincoln does not have it.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Lincoln Litchfield, Eugene Bryce, Able Lewis Sorley, Helen Katrina Bryce…

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Type your response here.

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

Option Two -
The snow had been falling steadily all morning and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. Joshua Campbell scrunched his face up in a frown as he lifted his gaze to look to the sky. Snow. It really was quite a bother.

And it certainly didn't make it better that Diagon Alley seemed to be getting more and more crowded. Joshua sighed and pointed his wand at the large box that was currently placed on the doorstep of his shop. He had to get going. He had an order to deliver.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The elderly man muttered and watched the box hover in the air for a moment. Honestly, did St. Mungo's really need that much tinsel? And with glitter of all things? He sighed again. If it hadn't been for the rather convincing stamp on the order, he would have been likely to believe it had been a prank by one of those orphaned rascals living up there. 

Oh well, there was no point in waiting. Joshua deftly stirred the box down the doorstep and out onto the street, carefully levitating it above the heads of the crowd.

"Coming through! Coming through!" His voice sounded over the chatter of the crowd. "Keep out! Move ahead! Go on!" This was going way too slow. People were in the way and walking like they had all day! He huffed. Luckily the road was down hill.

"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!" Joshua let out a loud shout as his feet suddenly slipped in the snow and sent him, the box, and several long strands of tinsel tumbling into the person who had been walking in front of him.

"For Merlin's sake!" Joshua muttered angrily as he hurried to his feet again, red and gold tinsel now decorating his black coat. "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!" He looked apologetic at the person he had crashed into.

Roleplay Response:
He’d left work early to go on a simple mission—find Daliah a Christmas present.

It sounded easier than it was. After thirty-three years of marriage, one would have thought he’d have had it down by now, but he’d always been a terrible gift giver. Once he’d bought her the same present three years in a row without realizing it. Each time she had smiled brightly and thanked him, and he wouldn’t have even known if he hadn’t stumbled upon the triplet necklaces in her jewelry armoire one afternoon.

He made a promise this years gift would be much, much better, and so he decided to get on it a little earlier in the month.

"Coming through!

He felt the fluster of harried emotions moving in close, swooping up behind him, and then suddenly—

”Coming th--- arrrgh!"

Grogan stopped mid-step, blinking in surprise as a box slid past his feet and a large boa of tinsel draped over his hat and blocked his vision. He turned to the man who was apologizing franticly, but he waved a gloved hand dismissively and chuckled, “It’s quite alright.”

Plucking the tinsel from his head, he bent down to gather the rest and stuff it back into the rouge box, “Have somewhere to be, I take it?”

OTHER
How did you find us? 'Where can I find a super wicked HP RP site?!' I screamed to the heavens, waving my fists in the air. Long I had been searching, but to no avail. Suddenly, clouds parted and light shone down brightly upon me. A chorus of angels started up song, and among them, a single voice neither masculine nor feminine spoke one word, 'Hoggies.