Lincoln Litchfield

[Lincoln Litchfield]

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Lincoln Litchfield
Gender: Male
Age: 30

Education: 
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - graduate of ’26 - Gryffindor

Residence:
Wizarding London

Occupation:
Unspeakable

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?
Yes – The Ministry’s Department of Mysteries. The Litchfield's have a family history of working at the DoM due to their usually high divination skills. Lincoln does not have these skills but still wanted to follow their career tradition. ((The sorting hat said coming soon on the Ministy, but my mentor said it might be okay, if not please let me know!!))

Requested Magic Levels: (see here on how to do this)
If you want levels above the usual 32 total, please fill out and submit the Special Request form here.

• Charms: 11
• Divination: 5
• Transfiguration: 10
• Summoning: 6

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Nope.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Eugene Bryce

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
The Litchfield family predates the name, but there is pride in age, and no one can deny the Litchfield’s their legacy. Lines traced and ancestors linked, the Litchfield family can successfully be placed to ancient tribes deep within the forests of what is now Brazil. A line of seers; of those who foretold events to come and sought guidance from those long since passed. Renown for skills through their small tribes, it wasn’t until the first Wizard approached, did the family learn their skill was still in need of harnessing.

The Fortsauve School of Magic of Brazil was where the Litchfield’s began their schooling, but it would not be where they ended it. With knowledge always came aspiration, a desire to expand beyond what had been told. It was with this craving that the first Litchfield was born. William Litchfield, a name given when he first made the move to Britain. He entered the world in both a difficult and prosperous time. The Goblin rebellions gave the chance to make a name for an unknown man. Prophesies and premonitions, William’s assistance lead to victories, and his name was no longer unknown.   Years passed, and the Litchfield’s became a line of wizard’s synonymous with high skills in divination.

Witches and Wizards attended Hogwarts, and the desire to keep their line pure began just as the Ministry of Magic came to be.Tthe care for pureblood was strongly ingrained, their roots of a desire of knowledge and strength have seen children primarily as Gryffindors, and occasionally Ravenclaws. Always gifted with sight. Whether they practiced astrology, crystal-gazing, dream interpretation, or tessomancy, the Litchfields were known for their accuracy, easily gaining employment at the Ministry.

The years passed, tradition became something unbroken. At least, in most cases.

Lincoln was the exception. Lincoln never had a vision about the past, present, or future. He couldn’t find the meaning in dreams, and he certainly couldn’t read the soggy language the tea leaves spelt out inside his cups. His parents, Dahlia and Grogan Litchfield weren’t put off by his inability to See, simply stating that one day it would come to him. They had faith in their blood, and they knew from ancestors stories that the ability came when it was needed most.

Not to mention that they had four other boys after him who could all had great sight, and were destine to have their own children with the same, Litchfield abilities.

When his time at Hogwarts came, Lincoln was relived to find that when the old hat sat on top of his head, it barely took a second to yell out Gryffindor. He had been worried since he had learned about the school that he would disappoint his parents by being the only sightless Litchfield in Hufflepuff. He continued to prove himself, making up for his inability to See by being in the top of his classes – accept for Divination, but with his knowledge of the subject from his family, he skimmed through it fine. Charms was a subject he particularly excelled in and enjoyed. He happened to be one hell of a Keeper for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, as well, an honor that not many of his family possessed.

After Hogwarts, he knew exactly what he wanted to do. He wanted to work along side his father, wanted to work in the Ministry of Magic. Lincoln’s father was an Unspeakable, as had his father’s brother and their father, working in the Department of Mysteries to keep most ancient prophesies protected.  The Litchfields were a well-known name in the Ministry, so when Lincoln applied for a small desk job after Hogwarts, it wasn’t long before he was in.  He started small, working hard and making himself known (and with such a name and heritage at his back), it took only a few years until he was offered a job as an Unspeakable.

Roleplay: (If you are requesting Exceptional levels - above 32 total - please respond to the roleplay and questions here instead)
Reply as your character to the following:

It was impossible for Dianne to stay out of trouble. It wasn't that she was looking for trouble, it's just that trouble always managed to find her. Today she wished she could find something equally familiar but more comforting.

The five-year old girl hugged her puffskein closer to her and brushed her face in its soft fur for comfort. She had named him herself and he was always her special pet. No she was certain she had never gone down this side street before. Her anxiety increased every second as darkness fell as she walked down the road. A loud noise came to her left and she buried her face in her pet's fur completely. The scared girl bolted the opposite way slamming the both of them into the wall of the nearest building. Tottering back a few steps she found a door a few feet to her right and ran to open it. What light there was inside spilled out into the darkness and she spilled into the room.

Once in, she was caught between the impulse to curl her cloak up more tightly around her and loosen her grip on it. She wasn't alone anymore but she was now among strangers instead, which was nearly as terrifying. Her puffskein had recovered from the shock of the wall and now was purring contentedly as the girl hugged it, causing a mildly calming effect on the girl. Gathering her courage, she marched up to the nearest person, pulled on the nearest clothing hem and blurted out in a loud voice:

"I'm lost and it's dark and I wanted to know where I am but I'm not scared but I am worried that Sambundeakin is scared because he's little and needs something to eat and wants to go home."

She paused to draw a breath in her nearly never-ending sentence, "He misses my and his mommy."

To explain the scared girl held up the custard-colored puffskein. Sambundeakin the puffskein, however simply purred as if nothing on earth was wrong in the world.

Roleplay Response:
Lincoln blinked at the sudden interruption, at the loud, squeaky voice that seemed to carry throughout the room. Conversations felt like they hushed as they stared down the little patch of sunshine that had broken through their cloudy barrier and started spewing out nonsense. Linc looked away from her quickly, back at the man he had been speaking to, only to find that he had gone. Damn.

It was as if the only sound in the small bar was from the fire crackling in the fire place, throwing shadows over the patrons face’s and the wooden floors, stone walls. No one seemed to be in a hurry to help the girl and he sighed. She had picked him, she was his problem now. Not that he didn’t like kids, he was used to them, having been the oldest of five rowdy boys.

“Little lamb, you’ve picked the wrong cave to look for help in. Be nothin’ but bats in here.” he sighed after crouching over her, hurrying her to the door she had barged through, closing it behind them. His business was done there anyway, he supposed. “Let’s go find that careless mum of yours, eh?”

OTHER
How did you find us? My mom!! Woooooo!! Charles Kedding

[Arianrhod Medraut]

Accepted!