Tritonis Dacewood

[Tritonis Dacewood]

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Name:

Tritonis Mordred Steffanos Dacewood

Birthday:

January 2nd, 1923

Hometown:

Barmouth, Wales.

Bloodline:

Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one):

Divination

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Transfiguration

Year (pick two):

6th, 5th

Biography:

Marianna and Harvey Dacewood were simple folk, pureblood, yes, but simple folk nonetheless. The rest of the Dacewood’s however didn’t seem to agree with Marianna and Harvey’s love for muggle things and acceptance for halfbloods and muggleborns. The pair lived in Wales, on the sea side in a simple cottage made of stone and thatch, not interested in luxuries besides simply having a roof under their head. They were a lovely folk and adored by their neighbors living in the nearby village. Marianna was a healer and took pride in using none magical ingredients to make tonics and potions for the villagers. She specialized in herbs and gardening, however this did give the family the reputation of being witch people.

Tritonis was born on an extremely stormy night when the waves almost reached their little house. Mr. Dacewood was in panic as the car refused to start and neither of the magical folk had any access to flu power and taking a pregnant woman across the country on a broomstick didn’t seem so appealing, so they were forced to call a doctor from the village to deliver the child in the house without much medical help. Tritionis was always a difficult child and left his mother in pain for hours until the child decided to grace the outside world with his presence.

He never cried much though, he just stared with large green eyes at the woman who had brought him into the world. His mother was exhausted and held him before falling asleep and leaving the child in the hands of his father. His father was simply overjoyed and tears dripped down his face. His first son had been born and he had never been so filled with pride before in his life.

His mother had decided on the name Tritonis, after the Greek sea god, Triton. She saw the name fitting after gazing into the baby’s sea green eyes. However he seemed to live up to his name in more ways then just the color of his eyes. Tritonis had the temper of a raging ocean and had a fit if he was not given what he wanted. His parents were simply to soft to say no to their son and Tritonis was a spoilt little wizard.

When the boy was three, a storm much like the one on the night he was born, brewed. Tritonis was terrified of the lightning and shrieked until his mother rocked the toddler for hours on end. He soon drifted off to sleep and slept all through the night, not waking to the screams and shouts of his parents. After the rather unfortunate accident, Tritonis was whisked away to central Wales where the more elite Dacewood’s dwelled. His new guardian was a man called Richard Andreas Dacewood, the heir of the Dacewood estate and fortune. The family immediately took the child in as if the death of his parents were of no surprise to them at all.

At the age of seven his new parents acquired a tutor for the boy to teach him the necessary studies of math, science and languages. He was bright, however uninterested in learning and grew distracted easily. Tritonis enjoyed day dreaming and his notebooks were filled with doodles of his little sisters and evil cousins. His tutor was a patient man, however often smacked the boy over his head to wake him from his dream world.

Tritonis’s sisters (Or cousins…) were naughtly little creatures. Three of them infact, the twins and the little one who all adored their big brother (He of course adored them back, but wouldn’t tell you that himself.) He was their guardian and often kept an eye of them while they played with the other little pureblood children their age. His favorite, however, was little Meredydd. Meri was a bright little girl and was never far from her older brother. She even convinced the boy to have tea parties with her.

Finally when Tritonis turned eleven, his parents received the awaited letter to Hogwarts and Tritonis was whisked away to his new school leaving behind his three devastated sisters.

He was rather likable and became popular rather quickly with both the pureblood children and the halfbloods and Muggleborns. He was simply born to be a wizard and played his part brilliantly.

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Personality:

As a child, Tritonis was bold and demanding. When he wanted something, he wanted as soon as possible, not taking no for an answer. His parents didn’t refuse him anything and Triton was possibly the most spoilt child living in Barmouth. However, he was a curious child and enjoyed learning new things. He enjoyed simple activities with his father who enjoyed taking the young boy out in the country side. He eagerly lapped up all the new sights and has never forgotten the seaside where he was born.

When he moved in with his aunt and uncle, he was forced to change and live with what he had. His guardians refused to buy him useless things such as toys but replaced such things with books and quills. He became more reserved yet still cheeky and often argued when he did not agree with his uncle. The two often clashed and Tritonis often received beatings and he soon became rather respectful towards the old brute. He still remained mischievous and when his uncle wasn’t looking, he enjoyed pranking his sisters and terrorizing his posh little freaky cousins.

As a teenager he became extremely outgoing during his years in Hogwarts and quickly gained popularity. He enjoyed practical jokes and became the class clown. He enjoyed seeing others smile and used his humor to try to block out his strict lifestyle at home. As talkative and energetic as he is, Tritonis is also extremely lazy and will rather lounge around rather then actually doing things such as homework. As mentioned before, he’s bright, but extremely lazy and wont do something if he doesn’t have to. However, he does excel in Quidditch and plays when he feels like it. He’s rather smug with his Quidditch skills and enjoys using them to impress the ladies.

Tritonis is extremely stubborn and wants things to go his own way. He’s manipulative and can easily sway a crowd with his silver tongue. He can be rather mean when he wants to and gets angry rather quickly. It takes a while for him to calm down after he’s been angered, he’ll likely throw a few punches before apologizing to someone. He has quite the big mouth and wont halt to say what's on his mind, even if that does harm someone else. He hardly cares for others unless he's known them for awhile and considers them a friend.

Tri has a huge ego and considers himself beautiful with others beneath him and enjoys looking down on others. Tri doesn't usually have friends, only followers.


Appearance:

Tritonis was always tall for his age, and now at sixteen, he reaches 6,2 with muscular shoulders and a broad chest. He considers himself incredibly good looking which hasn’t really helped settle down his massive ego. The boy has large green eyes and sandy brown lashes that frame his eyes. Tritonis has thick light brown hair that he wears cropped short, but slightly longer in the front that he gels upwards. However, he tends to burn rather easily in the sun and has quite pale skin. After spending to much time in the sun, freckles tend to appear and spot across his nose and which annoys him immensely.

Next to his full, plump lips, Titinus has distinctive dimples that appear when he grins. He has a killer smile that could melt any ladies heart and loves to use it in his own advantage.

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Tritonis grinned, his dimples dug into his cheeks.

He strolled lazily into the main hall, clearly aware of the eyes staring into his cloak. Obviously they were looking at him, he had one the game for Slytherin after all. It was simple really, give him a bat and a broomstick and he’ll be your worst nightmare. The seeker for Gryffindor played well, but he played better and wacked that puny little punk from his broom before he managed to capture the snitch.

Of course nobody had been harmed, pity really.

What was Quidditch without some blood and sweat. But then again, some girls played as if they were afraid to get splinters from the broom, it was simply amusing.

He walked towards his house’s table and sat besides one a fifth year girl who blushed deeply and turned towards her friend, gossiping away. He lifted a glass and with the rest of the Slytherin’s, they toasted to their victory and sneered at the moping Gryffindor table. Green flags and banners were everywhere along with the cheering and singing of his housemates. Tonight would be a celebration in their common room and he eagerly looked forward to the party. Of course it wouldn’t be something big, just a simple get together and quite frankly he enjoyed the company of his housemates, cracking jokes and bantering with the girls.

He leaned back and gazed around the room, his eye catching a few females. He loved the attention they gave him and basked in their compliments. He didn’t know half their names, however he only needed to remember a few, but really he never forgot a pretty face. The excitement was dying down and Tritonis grew bored. He yawned and drew his hand through his sandy hair. Perhaps he’d have a quick lie down before the rest of his mates came back. Besides, he did do most of the work today on the pitch.

The boy stood up and moved towards the exit, spying a figure ahead of him, he ignored it and simply walked on. He whistled a slow tune and continued on. The boy was walking swiftly and by the color of his cloak, Tritonis thought him to be a Gryffindor, he didn’t particularly care. This snotty little brat was probably sulking over his loss. Shame, pity the little lions, they proved to be more like kittens with the way they played today.

As he neared the exit towards the boy in a rage turned and stared at him in rage.

“WHAT! Haven’t you ever seen a looser before? Why don’t you just take a picture!”

“Whoa there.” He raised his dark eyebrows at the younger boy. His lip curled and he squinted slightly, “Who do you think you’re shouting at brat? If you want me to take a damned picture of you, you’d have to wait in line.”


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[Marlena Adele Gillespie]

Mr. Dacewood,

Congratulations, your application to Hogwarts School has been accepted. Term begins 01 January, 2014. Currently, students have gathered at Camp Loki. Your admission is joint for both the school and Camp Loki, and we encourage you to spend your summer there. Should you choose, you may also visit our Elsewhere board via the Floo Network to visit or purchase school supplies. We look forward to seeing you at the School.

Regards,
Marlena Gillespie,
Duelling Coordinator

[Theodore Beauchamp]

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