Felan Howell
Dec 7, 2015 23:07:13 GMT -5
Post by Felan Howell on Dec 7, 2015 23:07:13 GMT -5
Felan Howell
NAME: Felan Aeron Howell
AGE: 19
SOCIAL CLASS: Low Class
STATUS: Single
OCCUPATION: Low-class worker, he doesn't have a real job. He does odd jobs when he can, anything to earn him a bit of money.
TYPE OF CREATURE: Werewolf
PLAY-BY: Brandon Routh
BLOOD STATUS: Muggle-born/Werewolf
HAIR: Chocolate brown, with a few streaks of premature grey. He wears it a little bit long and in his face.
SKINTONE: Pale, often looks rather ashen and sickly because of his condition.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'10" and 140 lbs.
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: He has quite a few scars on various parts of his body, notably one that stretches from his forehead to his chin, and a bite scar on his shoulder from when he was initially infected.
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Felan is rather unimpressive in appearance, overall. He is about average height, thin, and rather unhealthy looking. Premature grey hairs and creases in his brow from furrowing it make him look older than his nineteen years. He's fairly shabby-looking, generally seen wearing a single pair of dark grey robes, patched with any colour he could find, that have obviously seen better days.
NON-MAGICAL SKILLS: He's not particularly good at anything, except for tracking and the like, but that might be considered magical as it is caused by lycanthropy. He's an avid reader and will read anything he gets his hands on, and has acquired a good bit of knowledge that way. He also is good at fending for himself, having done that since he was thirteen.
MAGICAL SKILLS: He has stronger-than-average senses, and was once a rather accomplished young wizard, at the top of his class when he attended Hogwarts. However, a good bit of his skills have faded, and without his wand, he is incapable of performing anything but the most basic spells.
WEAKNESSES: His utter hatred of his condition restricts him from having strong relationships with others and any sort of confidence in himself. He's so consumed with worry that he will hurt someone else that he finds it hard to make any sort of connection with people. His physical condition is also affected by this hatred, as though his own body was rebelling against him. His utter terror of the Ministry also is a weakness-- he was registered after he was attacked, but he has attempted to keep a very low profile since then.
STRENGTHS: Felan may appear cold and distant when one first meets him, but he would willingly give his life for his friends or loved ones if he had any. Despite being a loner and extremely introverted, he has a deep respect for other people. He knows from personal experience how it feels to be shunned and rejected, and is willing to forgive and accept others, not wanting them to feel like he does.
QUIRKS & HABITS: Felan will at times drift off into memories, getting a glassy look in his eye, and completely forget what it was he was doing. Also, his nose will twitch at times, a rather cute habit, actually. He also has this inner need for personal hygiene and will try to get himself a bath at least once every few days.
OVERALL PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION: At first impression, Felan Howell is an antisocial, quiet type, but he is in fact courageous and chivalrous. He deems himself a hopeless case and so tries to help others as often as he possibly can. He has had few friends, and those that he has had have rejected him when they learned that he was a werewolf.
Felan has a bit of self-loathing, and refuses to join a pack, trying to fit back into the wizarding world while keeping a low profile at the same time. He uses any method he can think of to defy his condition, and refuses to use his natural abilities that come from being a werewolf, trying to be as completely human as possible outside of the full moon.
There is a good bit of bitterness inside of him, however, and despite his attempts to hide it, sometimes he can appear rather cold and bitter towards people and life, but he usually manages to keep this bitterness buried within him.
BIRTH PLACE: Western Scotland
PARENTS: Aeron Howell and Prudence Taylor Howell.
SIBLINGS: None
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Single
CHILDREN: N/A
OTHERS: N/A
CHARACTER HISTORY: Felan is a Muggle-born wizard, who grew up in a Middle-class family until he turned eleven, when he received his Hogwarts letter. His parents had noticed some odd things about him, but they didn't know exactly what until then, when it all seemed to make perfect sense. They had been rather proud of him when they'd sent him off to school.
Felan was sorted into Gryffindor house, though the Sorting Hat debated Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff as well, and quickly made many friends due to his inquisitive and sunny demeanor. He was one of the top students for his first two years, and made the Quidditch team as Seeker in his second year.
However, during the Christmas Holidays of his third year, disaster struck. He had gone out to lock up his family's chickens at night when he'd been attacked by something. Not knowing exactly what it had been, and thinking that it was just a normal wolf, his parents had taken him to the hospital and he had then returned to school, once he recovered, as normal.
Shortly, though, he began realizing that strange things were going on. He realized that his senses were heightened, his behaviour changing, and many other things. But he didn't think too much of it. He suddenly lost his knack for Care of Magical Creatures when the creatures seemed afraid of him or wanted to attack him.
A few days before the full moon, when he'd begun feeling ill and gotten a splitting headache, he was called to the Headmaster's office and asked to explain what had happened over the holidays. They came to the conclusion and took him to St. Mungo's, where he was secured for observation, much to his unhappiness.
When he'd woken up after his horrible first transformation, he found himself expelled from Hogwarts, and after being sent home with the reason, disowned by his parents.
At thirteen he was sent out of his house onto the streets and struggled for a while to survive on his own, one of his few possessions being some iron manacles which he used to bind himself to a tree during the full moon. He became obsessed with avoiding people at all costs, and nearly starved or froze to death several times.
After that, he was taken in by a farming couple and agreed to work as a farmhand for them. Once they noticed that he'd vanished once a month, though, they threw him out, saying he wasn't trustworthy enough. This crushed Felan even more.
Now, he has moved to Hogsmeade, knowing that he'd be better off not living near Muggles, as they would have no idea, as his parents didn't, what to do should he attack them one full moon, while wizardkind might at least have a chance. He is generally fairly likeable again, and subs for various workers in Hogsmeade when they get ill or need to go out of town for any reason. He also does odd jobs that need to be done, in order to make a little money to feed himself with.
NAME: Katarina (Katy) Rossier
AGE: 17
YEARS ROLEPLAYING: 7-8
DO YOU AGREE TO THE RULES OF LOVE?: Yes
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE RP TERMS UNDER RP: ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW?: Yes
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: Chris invited me via FF.net
DATE: 7 December 2015
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Felan Howell rolled over on the pile of straw he slept on. Cold sunlight streamed in through a slit in the wall of the barn. Sometimes, when the moon was in his favour and when there were things to do around town, he was able to scrounge up enough to rent a room in the Three Broomsticks. This was not one of those good weeks, however.
Felan sat up, shivering, able to see his breath in the frosty, late-autumn air. This barn was better than sleeping out in the cold itself, though. And it had only cost him a few shillings to rent a stall to sleep in for the week.
Of course, he would not be sleeping in it for the whole week... He shuddered as the thought crossed his mind, and he forced it away. It would all be over next week. Over for as long as the lunar phases allowed it to be.
By the time Felan had bundled up in his patchwork cloak, scarf, and boots, and left the barn, the sun had already melted the frost that had previously coated the ground in a silvery-white sheen. His footsteps did not crunch on the grass as he went, but instead made a soft, squishing sound as he headed towards the village, hoping that he would find some prospects for that day.
Felan sat up, shivering, able to see his breath in the frosty, late-autumn air. This barn was better than sleeping out in the cold itself, though. And it had only cost him a few shillings to rent a stall to sleep in for the week.
Of course, he would not be sleeping in it for the whole week... He shuddered as the thought crossed his mind, and he forced it away. It would all be over next week. Over for as long as the lunar phases allowed it to be.
By the time Felan had bundled up in his patchwork cloak, scarf, and boots, and left the barn, the sun had already melted the frost that had previously coated the ground in a silvery-white sheen. His footsteps did not crunch on the grass as he went, but instead made a soft, squishing sound as he headed towards the village, hoping that he would find some prospects for that day.
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