[hider] [i][color=f6989d]Basic Information[/color][/i] [b]Name[/b]: Isabel Riddle [b]Age[/b]: 26 [b]Gender[/b]: Female [b]Marked[/b]: No [center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ktvTqknDobU&spfreload=10]Welcome to the New Age[/url][/center] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [i][color=f6989d]Appearance[/color][/i] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/2DvDzUI.gif[/img][/center] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [color=f6989d][i]Skills and Talents[/i][/color] [b][u]Overall Role[/u][/b] If your character did one thing for the Ashes, what would it be? Possible examples may include: •Duellist •Potion Master [b][u]Talents[/u][/b] Isabel is actually a possessor of very many magical talents. She is similarly quick of wit and quick to wrath much like her bloodline often seems to presume. But for the moment she seems to be fighting for the good side, rather than her cousin's. For now at least. Other talents may include: -Cooking. -Wilderness Survival. -Tracking, hunting, perhaps a rather...good sense of smell. -Strong and Quick, maybe a little...feral at times. [b][u]Weaknesses[/u][/b] Once a month, Isabel has a tendency to turn into a large, vicious, and absolutely powerful werewolf. Powerful, monstrous, and destructive, she can quite easily tear many a witch or wizard apart if they aren't cautious enough. That, and she's not quite an ace at Transfiguration or Charms. [b][u]Favourite Spells[/u][/b] -Stupefy- Stunning spell -Apparation- The ability to Teleport at will -Cruciatus Curse- The curse to cause agonizing pain -Imperius Curse- The curse to control the minds of others -Killing Curse- And the Curse to Murder -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [color=f6989d][i]Biography[/i][/color] [b][u]Views[/u][/b] Being that she herself is an outcast, she views muggles and muggleborns as the unfortunate ones during the time of strife. Innocents caught in the crossfire and oft murdered for no reason other than spite. Creatures, magical or otherwise are worthy of her respect as she identifies herself as one more than she identifies herself a witch. [u][b]History[/b][/u] What little is known about the Riddle family, is that they aren't just confined to the one bastard that has made Britain a nightmare for those undeserving of it. Though all are related to the Dark Lord indirectly, not all are truly evil. Not all abide by the cold and callous cruelty by which their most infamous family member exists. Though muggleborn, the uncanny ability to somehow find and marry a witch or wizard seemed to haunt the Riddle family Bloodline. Isabel's mother was a wizard, and her father an uncle to the dark lord. With his rise to power they fled the British Isles, finding seclusion in Europe underneath a false name out of a mixture of both shame and fear. There she grew in a mostly secluded life in hiding with her parents in the countryside of France until one day she received a letter from Beauxbaxtons Academy of Magic in invitation to attend. This led to an argument between her mother and father, with her mother's protest and her father's urgency that she attend. She was a witch, after all, she needed to learn how to control and harness her abilities and harness them. While of course her mother held a fear that they would be discovered. Soon it would be found that the latter fear was true. In the midst of her fifth year of school, her true name was discovered and soon after as a result she was almost expelled for entering under false pretenses. Additionally, she lost her mother and father. Fear initially cast down upon the heads of many, thinking that the Dark Ones would storm Beaubaxtons Academy in order to hunt down their daughter. But no army came, no rampant death, cruelty nor misery. Even then, fearful parents demanded for the expulsion of the Riddle. However the headmistress intervened, noting that it was not the name that made a witch, but her actions. Through her first five years, Isabel had been absolutely devout in her lessons and learning. Showing not even a hint of venturing into the dark that her bloodline had been known for. Instead of abandoning her to what was likely a swift and unmerciful death, Olympe Maxime took the young mourning witch beneath her wing. Under such brilliant, kind, but strict tutelage, she learned the disciplines necessary to survive against what she was likely to be pitched against. On her sixth year she finished her O.W.L.'s with top marks, and on her seventh she finished the N.E.W.T.'s with similar proficiency. At first, she was thought to have been destined for a position in higher calling, but that was fond to be untrue. For in the midst of her seventh year, she had been bitten by a werewolf once when she had wandered the grounds and forbidden areas. Barely able to escape with her life, she was horribly inflicted with the disease. Only because of the nearing time was she allowed to graduate then, and spent each full moon locked up in the depths of Beauxbaxtons. In this darkness, in the silence between her agony and screams of painful transformation, she found a new purpose. A new meaning to keep going and put one foot in front of the other. All of the Riddle bloodline were cursed with the reputation of Tom. For the entirety of the bloodline are seen in a darker sense. More often than not, they act in a manner accordingly. For some simply wish to live up to the name that they had been granted. Rarely however, others have contrasting means and missions. To do evil for a good purpose. To cause unspeakable acts and suffering for the thought that their actions might bring light upon a dismal bloodline. Not all who bear the name Riddle are monsters for the dark; some like Isabel are abominations for the light. Those who hunt down the darkness like rats, and make the abyss their ally. Whispers in the dark is all that those found by them hear before their demise, and nothing more. The subtle hiss of magic, or a flash of green light, and then the cold embrace of death. Of the mere dozen that makes up the remaining outskirts of the Riddle Bloodline, there are only one or two that strike back to clear their name. Isabel is one of them. Having infiltrated the closed borders of Britain, she lingers like a ghost amongst the common populace. She searches now for those who would strike at the Dark that governs over them, the Ashes of the Phoenix. [b][u]Wand[/u][/b] Oak, 12 Inches, Low-Flexibility, Dragon Heartstring Core [/hider]