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Character Classifieds / Calvert Family adoptables
« on: 30/04/2023 at 10:28 »
The Calvert Family

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Lanscombe Hall in Devon is the home of the Calvert family and has been for 5 generations, although the family have been in Devon for centuries.
  • The current owner of Lanscombe Hall is Tristan Calvert, whose wife died in January.
  • Their only son, Lucretius, left on his Grand Tour at 21 and never came home. He fell in love with Tuscany, married an Italian woman and still lives there.
  • But his wife, Olivetta Bianchi, resents him working every hour of every day, so when her mother-in-law died she decided to bring their 3 children back to the Calvert family home.
  • Their son, Richard, is a rambunctious tyke who loved his Italian home but is excited to learn all about his new one.

Tristan Calvert
61 | Simon Williams | Slytherin | British accent | lives in Devon
OPEN

The grandfather of Miriam Calvert and her 2 younger siblings, Tristan was quite surprised when his daughter-in-law announced that she was coming to keep house for him after his wife's death. Surprised but grateful. He was excited at the idea of raising his grandson to be a good steward of the family estate but the reality of an under-supervised, bilingual 6-year-old was more than he was prepared to handle. Now, Tristan mostly avoids his grandchildren by taking breakfast in his study and having dinner with his daughter-in-law after they've been put to bed.

Lucretius Calvert
37 | George Harrison | Slytherin | British accent | lives in Tuscany
OPEN

After Hogwarts, Lucretius wasn't sure what he wanted to do with his life. His father tried to interest him in running the family estate but sheep bored the young man. At 21, Lucretius' mother persuaded him to go on a Grand Tour of Europe. He spent a few months in Paris and Nantes with some third cousins, then stopped for a day in the town outside Beauxbatons before heading to Monte Carlo. Luckily, he doesn't have much taste for gambling and soon moved east into northern Italy. Lucretius fell in love with the countryside and Tristan's love of farming came out in him as a fascination with wine-making.
Lucretius never really returned from his Grand Tour, taking a 2-year apprenticeship on a vineyard in Veneto and only visiting on occasional weekends. Then, he met his future father-in-law, Antonio Bianchi, in Milan and took another 2-year apprenticeship with him before being given a job on one of Antonio's vineyards in Tuscany. And, six years after leaving home, his parents were invited to his wedding to Antonio's favourite daughter, Olivetta.
He set up home with his wife in the villa overlooking Florence that her father gave them as a wedding present. And, once she was occupied with preparing for the birth of their first child, Lucretius turned his attention to planting a vineyard and beginning his quest to make a bottle of wine that he can be proud of.

Olivetta Bianchi Calvert
35 | Giulia Di Quilio | Beauxbatons | Italian accent | lives in Devon
OPEN

Olivetta grew up on the shore of Lake Orta, the fourth of five children and youngest daughter of Antonio Bianchi and Grazia Fiorucci Bianchi. She and her siblings had both French- and English-speaking tutors before attending Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. She had done her own Grand Tour, visiting the Louvre in Paris and the Parthenon in Athens, and was back home helping her sister prepare for her wedding, when she first her father's protégé, Lucretius Calvert.
During the preparations for their wedding, she joked to her mother and sisters that she was only marrying him because her father intended to give Lucretius her favourite house. In some of her darker moments since, Olivetta has wondered if the only thing that brought them together was their mutual love for that house.
After 10 years of solitary dinners and being excluded from his grand passion (wine-making), Olivetta has had enough of feeling unappreciated. She's taken herself and her children off to miserable Britain, where at least her father-in-law will appreciate her for looking after his home.

Richard Calvert
6 | no FC | no school | bilingual in English and Italian | lives in Devon
OPEN

Richard (or Riccardo as his mother calls him) has lived all of his life in Tuscany, only occasionally visiting his grandparents in Devon. However, his father has always spoken to him in English and the governess he had in Italy was English, so he speaks both languages pretty well.
In Italy, he enjoyed running around outside, collecting interesting stones and "practicing Quidditch" by climbing up a tree and sitting on a branch as his broomstick.
Now that he's in the UK, where the weather doesn't always let him go outside, he's discovered that he enjoys running up and down inside and exploring for hidden passages. He's also learning to ride a pony.

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Elsewhere Accepted / Miriam Calvert - Elsewhere Child
« on: 23/03/2023 at 23:54 »
E L S E W H E R E   C H I L D

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name:
Miriam Carolina Calvert

Gender:
Female

Age:
9

Bloodline:
Pureblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):
Lucretius Calvert, father (NPC/adoptable)
Olivetta Calvert, née Bianchi, mother (NPC/adoptable)

Residence:
Lanscombe Hall, Devon

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
No

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
I don't know any other players/characters

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
None

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Miriam is the eldest of 3 children born to the only son of an English genteel pureblood farming family and the youngest daughter of an aristocratic Italian pureblood dynasty.

Miriam, her brother (Richard, 6), sister (Henrietta, 2), mother (Olivetta, 35) and father (Lucretius, 37) all lived together in the Villa Siriaca in Tuscany until a month ago. Olivetta always said she only married Lucretius because her father was going to give him the villa overlooking Florence, which was her favourite house. However, since Lucretius planted a vineyard when his wife was pregnant with Miriam and turned the villa into a place of business, they've argued constantly. Every time her mother wanted to host a party, Miriam's father would shout about it being a waste of time and money, and Olivetta would retaliate by saying the ballroom was going to waste.

When Lucretius' mother died in January, Miriam's mother announced her intention of moving to England and keeping house for her father-in-law. Her husband didn't argue, he agreed and helped make the plans. So, now Miriam, Richard, Henrietta and their mother are living with Grandpa Tristan in Devon and Miriam doesn't know how often she'll see her father; he never took them to visit grandma and grandpa very often, not like Mama taking them to visit Nonno Antonio and Nonna Grazia.

Miriam's English governess and the family's Italian cook both refused to make the move to Devon, only Henrietta's French nanny came with them. Olivetta is still trying to find someone to educate her two older children but, for the time being, Miriam spends her days following her mother around, sewing whatever her mother gives her to sew, reading whatever passage her mother orders her to read and riding the pony her grandfather gave her whenever her mother instructs her to go outside.

Roleplay:
Reply as your character to the following:

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 trugged 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:
Miriam looked up from the daisy-chain she was making in surprise. However, before she could focus on the other girl her attention was caught by what appeared to be a miniature broom sticking out of the ground. Miriam frowned; Grandpa Tristan said that good girls didn't ride brooms, that she would have to wait until she became a young lady. She had tried to ask how she would know she was a young lady but grandpa had gotten all red in the face, like daddy did when he was angry, and told her to ask her mother.

It suddenly occurred to her that the strange girl had asked her something and she had been frowning at the girl's broom ever since.
"Awfully sorry," she said, trying to sound English as possible. "I don't remember being introduced. I'm Miriam Calvert. My grandfather owns the big house... over there." She gestured widely in the direction of the path that Wren had brought her down. "What was your name?" she asked before turning her eyes back down to the daisy chain.

She was hoping to make it big enough to get it over Wren's head without the pony eating it. Miriam thought the pinkish white petals would look like pretty stars against the Dartmoor pony's burgundy coat. She wished ponies would look at flowers and think 'pretty', not 'yum'.

"Where's your pony?" she asked the other girl, abruptly, after realising that she had only seen the toy-broom. "I'm sure Wren would love to play with your pony." The girl had said something about playing, hadn't she? "She and Toffee are always playing when me and Riccardo are stuck inside being productive." Miriam flushed red as she realised what she had done, looking up to gauge the other girl's reaction to her mistake. "I mean, Richard. He's my brotherino. Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

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