Adam Lundgren- Elswere adult

[Arven Westerholt]

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Adam Lundgren
Gender: Male
Age: 49
Blood Status: Pureblood

Education: 
Durmstrang Institute

Residence:
London, England

Occupation
Owner of some... not so legal bussines

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: 12
• Divination: 6
• Transfiguration: 7
• Summoning: 7

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Lundgren family, because he is... the patriach

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Arven Westerholt, Vsevlod Timofeyevich

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
As the patriarch of the Lundgren family, Adam came from a long line of wizards. He values his family name highly and will not take kindly to anyone who tries to step in the way of something he wants.
He is owner of several businesses in Sweden and Europe, not all of them strictly legal.

He comes from Stockholm, Sweden, his parents were business people like him, both of his fathers and aunts died by old age. Married to Agneta Lundgren that he meet in a fundraiser.
He went to Durmstrang to study; he started his life in the business when he was 24, inherited by his father.
Dealing with mafia, making illegal money, and being a coldhearted person isn’t all Adam is, he also values his family and his connections above any other thing
He doesn’t have a close relationship his older son Markus Lundgren, and a normal son and father relationship with his other sons, if you forget he is strict and coldhearted.
His favorite activities are reading in the garden of his house, listening to an orchestra, going out to drink or watch plays and operas and spending time with his family.
Personality: He is a coldhearted, without sense of humor, strict, he likes to get what he wants easy and fast, and if it’s not given he would turn grumpy or start annoying people to do it, he always gets what he wants, but he is also realist.  He is tired of working with incompetent people, but loyal with his superiors although that doesn´t make him a good boss.
The war was affecting his business and his family; he decided to go London, leaving his friends (his low number of friends) his home.
He learned to play the piano recently
(sorry I couldn’t continue this character too much because he is from “character classfields” and I didn’t want to ruin it with my inexperience more than I did with his bio… maybe)
 

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.

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:
Adam was going home, with a potion in his hands that made him smell good, as a cologne but with ingredients hard to find if you are not a wizard,Adam fell in the ground, he was going to shout a pair of bad words full of anger, he didnt let him scape from his mouth, it wouldnt generate a good image of him to the crowd, for his old age getting up was a exausting battle.
He finallly got up, grabbed his potin that didnt broke because it fell on the snow and started blaming the world in his toughs
"look what you are doing, sir... some people dont like being hit by... things" he said trying to sound as he wasnt angry, but he couldnt do it well
"alright, lets forget this happened, and dont get on my way if you are carring anything" He sttoped to see the man´s eyes with rage and then asked
"why what you were carring was that important that you couldt look to your road?" he said with a angry-curious tone and crossed his arms

OTHER
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[Viola Ross]

Hi Adam!

It looks like your biography is just short of the 300 word minimum (not counting the OOC note), so if you could just add a little bit more there, that would be great!

Thanks,
--Vi

[Arven Westerholt]

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Adam Lundgren
Gender: Male
Age: 49
Blood Status: Pureblood

Education: 
Durmstrang

Residence:
London England

Occupation
Owner of some... not so legal bussines

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: 12
• Divination: 6
• Transfiguration: 7
• Summoning: 7

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Lundgren family, because he is... the patriach

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Arven Westerholt, Vsevlod Timofeyevich

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Adam Lundgren is a old man, who comes from a large legacy of wizards, that turns him into a Pureblood
He is from a small town in Sweden, patriach of the Lundgren family and husband of
Agneta Lundgren.
Adam´s fathers were bussines people as him, and they were really important since they are... his fathers, when he was a teenager he went to durmstrang to study
After graduating from Durmstang he returned to his hometown, two years later he moved to Stockholm, a perfect place where his family could... get a better job
At his 24 he owned the company for the defunction of his father by a hearthatack at his 61, he always loved the bussines world. He is the only son of the family, at least thats what he thinks (the only son unless the other members of the family would like to have more familiars)
That was the moment when he learned that he couldnt be a kid forever and had to grow up, taking the family to its original glory
At his 30 he started a family and named his first son Markus "a perfect name for him, he will be a Markus, he is strong as one"
The next ones were Elin his daughter, Nik and the twins Hanalise and Freja
Adam never considered himself catholic enough to be religious, or even a good person for that.
He is a really strict man, who would do anything to put high the name of his family.

Recent story
He moved his home to england because the war was affecting them, and also his bussines.
His problematic son Markus "escaped" (kicked) from home a week after they moved to England, it was enough of being rebel, he must learn to be an adult, because he is old enough.

He doesnt have a big sense of humour, but he is obsesed with opera and performing arts, for him they were some of the few beautifull things remaining in the world.
He doesnt like to recieve orders, he likes his things being fast,

His favorite activities are reading in the garden of his house, listening to an orchestra, going out to drink or watch plays and operas and spending time with his family.
He learned to play violin recently
His vision of the war is "damm, i dont care if they atack my country i just need to know that my family is safe"



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:
Adam was going home, with a potion in his hands that made him smell good, as a cologne but with ingredients hard to find if you are not a wizard,Adam fell in the ground, he was going to shout a pair of bad words full of anger, he didnt let him scape from his mouth, it wouldnt generate a good image of him to the crowd, for his old age getting up was a exausting battle.
He finallly got up, grabbed his potin that didnt broke because it fell on the snow and started blaming the world in his toughs
"look what you are doing, sir... some people dont like being hit by... things" he said trying to sound as he wasnt angry, but he couldnt do it well
"alright, lets forget this happened, and dont get on my way if you are carring anything" He sttoped to see the man´s eyes with rage and then asked
"why what you were carring was that important that you couldt look to your road?" he said with a angry-curious tone and crossed his arms

OTHER
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(i think this is one of the best charater stories i ever made, maybe because its like a pre-made history, but... hope you like it)

[Aries Paladin]

Accepted, lovely! <3