Clara. Fin. Updated.
Apr 8, 2015 5:25:38 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2015 5:25:38 GMT -5
Clara Sewick
NAME: Clara
AGE: 10
SOCIAL CLASS: no class
PLAY-BY: none
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
EYES: red formerly grey
HAIR: none formerly black and straight
SKINTONE: silver formerly olive-toned.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 6’2” 1100lbs formerly much smaller.
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: She’s very memorable
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Clara is not human. She is an Ukrainian Ironbelly, which is a breed of dragon. She was once human, and she was a pretty little girl, but now she is beautiful if terrifying dragon. Her eyes are ruby red and her scales are as silver as any precious piece of jewelry. She has a rather long, lithe body, and a long face, full of pearly white teeth. Her wingspan is three times the length of her body, with clawed finger-like appendages on the wing joints and two long legs.
NON-MAGICAL SKILLS: Clara can breathe fire, though still being just a baby she can't sustain it for long, she can also fly, in short bursts but doesn’t like going to high.
WEAKNESSES: Clara is very afraid, of just about everything, she understands little and can communicate even less. Clara is a sad being, even though she’s only little.
STRENGTHS: She’s a dragon, she is physically strong, dangerous. She can fly and breathe fire and her skin is tough and teeth are sharp. She’s also clever, even if she is growing into her new skin. She’s also extremely resilient and very brave.
She has a kindness about her and loves company (considering her form this is more of a weakness.)
QUIRKS & HABITS: She rolls her eyes an awful lot, when she yawns her forked tongue curls up at the end. When she huffs with exasperation smoke comes out of her nose.
OVERALL PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION:
Clara is, despite everything happy. She's learned what happened to her was wongs and she has many regrets, but she takes it as it comes and tries to be happy regardless. She's getting used to her skin, going on a year and a half now she's graceful and strong and is learning to survive.
Her biggest hang up is now loneliness she's prone to moping when she's alone.
BIRTH PLACE: Ukraine
PARENTS: Adam Zelenko and Daryna Sewick
SIBLINGS: none
OTHERS: none
PET: none
CHARACTER HISTORY: Clara was born to Daryna Sewick ten years ago. Her father, Adam left Daryna when he discovered she was pregnant.
Daryna was a loving mother if an eccentric woman, she was once a massively well respected expert on human transfiguration, she studied for years and years to achieve her Animagus form, which was a Granian winged horse, very difficult to achieve the form of a magical creature but she did it after years of hard work and study.
The lack of animagus wizards world wide disappointed her, because she was sure some amazing forms were possible but the available data was not great enough. The talented witch designed a spell and a potion to reveal what a wizard or witches animagus form might be she tested it on her four year old daughter and the girl had said ‘a dragon’.
Obsessed by this idea that the little girl would one day be able to take the from of a dragon, Daryna tried to teach the girl how to change at the start, she began making progress, in fact the clever little girl almost managed to make the transformation, but then she didn’t, and as she grew older she failed more and more.
Daryna guessed as her daughter grew up and became more powerful her animagus form did as well, and it was impossible for a wizard to turn into a fully grown dragon, or chimera or sphinx, which is why they wer not heard of.
Daryna gave up on training her daughter and designed a spell to allow the transformation to work to completion, she tried to remove the restrictions of the inherit animagus ability in all magical folk.
There was an urgency about her work now, she felt as though eleven was her deadline because that would be the next stage of Clara's magical maturity.
The rushed work and the final test did not go as planned.
The spell worked, and in her daughter's place was a silver dragon, but one who was obviously in great pain. Panicked St. Mungos healers were called in. She was nine years old.
Clara was evaluated and judged to be lost in body and mind, they said the spell had undone anything human about her. Her mother was sent to Azkaban and she was kept in the department of mysteries.
She had people speaking to her and spells cast, nothing changed but they were wrong, because Clara had kept her human mind but after the spell had changed her she had been scared and confused. They discovered she knew who she was and understood what happened, but the experiments continued, because this spell could make an animagus change permanent.
Clara stayed at the ministry for a year only, when she had the chance she escaped and flew as far as she could. The flight terrified her, and she was left tired and alone and utterly lost.
NAME: Kath
AGE: 20
YEARS ROLEPLAYING: 2ish
DO YOU AGREE TO THE RULES OF LOVE?: yeah
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE RP TERMS UNDER RP: ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW?: yeah
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: admin
DATE: 8-4-2015
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
What do we all think Admins? Is a character like this allowed?
Clara was more than a little nervous. She couldn't help but thinking that if she were still a human the unspeakables would have noticed there was something wrong; animals had less complex emotions. The ministry was not where she wanted to be. They'd told her everything she needed to know - she would never be human again.
Clara had grown to care for these people, but she wanted freedom more, though the thought terrified her she wanted to fly and see the sky and sun and burn things and hunt. If she was not going to be a human anymore she wanted to be a dragon, at least then her mother wouldn't be spending the rest of her life in Azkaban for nothing. The unspeakables had led her out of the ministry and taken her to a wide open paddock. She'd been here before, this is where she had learned to fly. This time though, Clara had planned to fly away.
They unhooked the chain from the thick leather collar around her neck and she didn't hesitate. Clara bent her back legs and leapt into the sky, stretching her wings to catch the currents of the wind and she shot up with terrifying speed. A whiny noise escaped her throat and with a beat of her wings she was off. She didn't look back, mostly because she knew she was unbelievably high in the sky and that thought alone was enough to terrify her.
It was a long while before she felt brave enough to try to land, it was cooler now, darker, she didn't know where she was at all but a forest was below her and what looked like a castle was not too far away. It was a good spot, there must be people in the castle, at least a few, she didn't want to loose herself completely.
It was dark, and she could see fairly well, but looking down made her heart race and her muscles freeze up so she didn't she dropped a bit, lower and lower until she didn't feel so frightened but still crashing through the treetops was uncomfortable and the dragon hit the ground hard, rolling about in a flurry of tail and wings and neck.
It hurt, she was certian nothing was broken but the mpact alone was unplesant and she roared, smoke rising, a noise startled her and she jumped, tripping over her tail in her haste to scramble away from the thing.
It was a person, older than her, in black robes, she roared, because she was frightened and hurt, trying to his behind the trees but a six foot dragon couldn't really hide behind a tree.
Clara had grown to care for these people, but she wanted freedom more, though the thought terrified her she wanted to fly and see the sky and sun and burn things and hunt. If she was not going to be a human anymore she wanted to be a dragon, at least then her mother wouldn't be spending the rest of her life in Azkaban for nothing. The unspeakables had led her out of the ministry and taken her to a wide open paddock. She'd been here before, this is where she had learned to fly. This time though, Clara had planned to fly away.
They unhooked the chain from the thick leather collar around her neck and she didn't hesitate. Clara bent her back legs and leapt into the sky, stretching her wings to catch the currents of the wind and she shot up with terrifying speed. A whiny noise escaped her throat and with a beat of her wings she was off. She didn't look back, mostly because she knew she was unbelievably high in the sky and that thought alone was enough to terrify her.
It was a long while before she felt brave enough to try to land, it was cooler now, darker, she didn't know where she was at all but a forest was below her and what looked like a castle was not too far away. It was a good spot, there must be people in the castle, at least a few, she didn't want to loose herself completely.
It was dark, and she could see fairly well, but looking down made her heart race and her muscles freeze up so she didn't she dropped a bit, lower and lower until she didn't feel so frightened but still crashing through the treetops was uncomfortable and the dragon hit the ground hard, rolling about in a flurry of tail and wings and neck.
It hurt, she was certian nothing was broken but the mpact alone was unplesant and she roared, smoke rising, a noise startled her and she jumped, tripping over her tail in her haste to scramble away from the thing.
It was a person, older than her, in black robes, she roared, because she was frightened and hurt, trying to his behind the trees but a six foot dragon couldn't really hide behind a tree.
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