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Age:
27

Gender:
Male

Blood Status:
Pureblood

Hogwarts House:
Ravenclaw

Position:
Care of Magical Creatures Professor at Hogwarts

Personality:


Biography:
Pre-Hogwarts:
Lucian was born on August 20th, a bright and sunny day, to Demetrius and Natalie Porter. Being an only child, with both parents working for the Ministry of Magic, life was interesting. His father was an Auror, and his mother went her time working for the Department of the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. It was there that Lucian first found his love for all animals, especially the magical sort.

He was surrounded by magic from a young age, and spoiled by his mother to boot. His father had always been the more stern one, his mother a free spirit that often made decisions on a whim. They complimented each other well.

Lucian started flying as a child, his big backyard being his own makeshift pitch as he taught himself how to play Quidditch in his spare time. At night he'd pour through all the books on magic that his family owned, even managing to find the ones his mother his from him due to their advanced or dark natures. His parents were never ones to condone dark magic, and they taught him early the price it would cost to perform such magic. But since his father was an Auror, he had a few books lying around.

When he turned ten, he began counting the days down until he would receive his letter. Going to Hogwarts had been on the forefront of his kind since a young age, eager to learn more than the meager library at home and soak up all the knowledge he could. He felt for sure he'd be a Ravenclaw like his mother(his father had been a Gryffindor), and he certainly hoped he was right. Finally, the letter came, and Lucian couldn't stop smiling.

Hogwarts Days:
The first train ride to Hogwarts had been a lonely one, as Lucian was usually such a quiet, contemplative boy, he ended up spending the ride alone in his own compartment. He didn't mind too much though, gorging himself on magical sweets and reading his new textbooks on the train to pass the time. He was in awe as to the magic he would be learning that year, and longed for the start of classes.

He'd been sorted into Ravenclaw just as he'd hoped, a quite quick selection made by the Sorting Hat as Julian's thirst for knowledge made itself quite apparent. Throughout his years at Hogwarts, he soared academically, learning things quickly and always acing his tests with flying colors. He soaked up everything he read, completely enthralled with everything to do with the magical world. It seemed strange to some people, that a pureblood so used to magic would still be so eager to learn everything about it her could. But that was why he fit into Ravenclaw so well.

He still didn't have many friends though, spending his free time torn between the Forbidden Forest where he'd feed the creatures inside and spend time with the more friendly ones, the Quidditch Pitch(he played Chaser for the House team), and the library. He was well liked of course, always up for conversation if someone wanted to chat. But he wasn't big in initiating social interactions, or any good at it. He was polite though, and well mannered, which made him well-liked.

When he'd gotten his OWLS back, and gotten exceeds expectations on all of them except Ancient Runes, Lucian couldn't think of what he wanted to do career wise. The only thing that made any sense was coming back to Hogwarts to teach. He couldn't think of a better place to learn and be around knowledge while encouraging young minds at the same time.

Post Hogwarts:
After leaving Hogwarts, Lucian decided to take a few years before settling down to travel all over and study exotic magical creatures. He traveled all over Europe, recording information and gathering as much knowledge as he could. When he wasn't studying magical creatures, he was pouring over other magical knowledge he'd yet to learn. He knew what post he wanted, when he finally went back to apply for a position, but still his thirst for knowledge was never truly quenched.

So when the new headmaster had asked him out of the blue to come teach Care of Magical Creatures, Lucian saw it as a sign of fate. It was the exact position he'd hoped for, and he was going to be getting his own office up near the Astronomy Tower. Though, he'd probably be hosting most of his classes outside.

Extra:


Favorite Hogwarts Memory: During his fifth year, his Care of Magical Creatures teacher(who he'd always been close with since they both loved magical creatures) had let him ride on of the school's three Hippogriffs. His name had been Stormwing due to his slate gray color. Needless to say, that ride over the the castle and the Black Lake had been his favorite memory at the school to date.

"What's not okay is that I have to die just because Snow is scared my parents are gonna blow him up, that's not okay,"

Elina Holly Duncan

Age:
Seventeen

District:
Thirteen

Weapon of Choice:
Daggers and Throwing Knives

Strengths:
Fearless:
Elina isn't scared of anything, she literally lives life as if she has nothing to lose. She doesn't care if her words hurt people, she doesn't care if they get her in trouble. She is not one to sit idly by because what needs to be done might require some balls. She's got plenty of those. She would rather do it herself than let someone else mess it up anyways. Needless to say, she's a pretty fearless person.

Stealthy:
Elina has always been really good at sneaking around, ever since she was a little girl she's been adept at getting places unnoticed. This is a great asset to her in the Games, as she's highly skilled in camouflage, sneaking, and tracking. She's an all around stealthy person, not really sticking out.

Intuitive:
Elina is very observant, a deep thinker, and an active listener. She's really good at picking up queues and finding dirt on people just from listening to others talk and interact. She's highly intelligent, and skilled nowt technology as well.

Weaknesses:
Smol:
Elina is not a big person, and though she has good aim, she would lose badly in a test of brute strength as she doesn't have much of that. She's thin and only stands at five foot four inches tall. She's about one hundred thirty five pounds soaking wet, so she's a pretty small person. She's fast and stealthy, but if she's caught by someone who is much stronger than her, her goose could very well be cooked.

Slow to Trust:
It takes a while for Elina to really trust someone, as she believes that trust has to be earned. She's not one to put her trust into many people, having dealt with a lot of people letting her down. She's got a wall up that has to be knocked down, but once that happens she's the most loyal person to have on your side.

Cocky:
Elina is good at being stealthy and great with knives, and she knows this. She is very cocky when it comes to her skill level. She's pretty much cocky when it comes to just about anything, it's just in her nature. She's got too much confidence, and that can very much lead to her downfall.

Personality:
Elina is confident to the point of cockiness, arrogant to the point of recklessness, and stealthy to the point of near invisibleness. She's not one to initiate a conversation, though she is one to finish one. She's quiet around anyone who doesn't piss her off, but once she's pissed off she's like a firework with no end. She's just a small angry person once you get her going. She hates anything to do with the Capitol, is a rebellious soul with a large attitude and the silver tongue to go with it. She can't stand a bully, though she also can't stand a weakling either. She hates lairs more than anything else in the world.

History/Bio:
Elina was born in the late summer to Elbert and Malina Duncan of District Thirteen shortly before the war started. The war broke out when she was five, and Elina didn't have many memories of it. She spent a lot of time with her aunt during those days, her parents off working a lot and since her aunt was a tailor, it worked out perfectly.

Elina didn't know until much later that her parents had been involved with the rebels of District Thirteen, a rather large group of people who fought against Snow. But the terrible part was that they'd lost, Snow had won after a solid year of fighting, and then finally a deal had been struck.

Since most of the rebels had smaller children, the second part of the deal would happen much later once everything had been set up. But basically, all Thirteen had to do was dissappear off the map, they were to move underground and continue their lives there and Snow would spare them.

If, once everything was ready, the rebel's agreed to pool their children's names into the First Annual Hunger Games, a competition to the death of the Capitol's making. If they didn't agree to these terms, Snow would blow them all up. It really was a lose lose situation.

So years later when the First Annual Hunger Games had been announced, Elina's name had gone into the pot. She honestly didn't carw if she got chosen or not, she was simply pissed off about her being involved at all. Snow should have no say over her life.

"That's the thing, your biggest mistake was underestimating the power of Fairy Tail"


Age:
23

Guild:
Fairy Tail

Location of Guild Mark:
Outside of left shoulder, black

Magic Type:
Water God Slayer Magic

Magic Level:
S Class

Personality:
Marco tends to be a very soft-spoken individual, his words holding great thought when he does utter them. He is highly intelligent, witty, sarcastic, but always a gentleman. He can come off as quite myterious, he's warranted himself a bit of a bad boy reputation, though he doesn't think he deserves it. Nevertheless, he will play the part when someone tries to hurt one of his guildmate's, and he does enjoy teasing people. So he uses the reputation to his advantage, though he really is quite a simple guy when it comes to his interests. He's very loyal, protective, compassionate, and pensive. He enjoys reading, learning new things, having intellectual conversations, and just getting to know people. He's a great listener. He's always there as a shoulder to cry on, though he'll probably give you sage advice on the situation. He can't help himself, he just wants to help people.

Bio/History:
Marco doesn't remember anything about his childhood. The last he can remember, he was six and wandering through an unfamiliar forest. He was taken in by his mentor and former parental figure, Shiga Waverly. She was a younger woman who'd found him wandering and taken pity on the poor child. For the next ten years, that was Marco's only family, he considered her his mother. She taught him everything he knew about Water God Slayer magic, as well as other magical knowledge. She taught him about history, art, literature. Until one day, she changed. She started talking about darkness and Zeref, and when she turned on him, Marco knew she wasn't the same woman.

So he left her, took off one night while she was sleeping and headed off on his own. Only eleven, Marco was taken in by a small guild called Falcon Call, and they soon became a second family to Marco. He honed his abilities there, not old enough to take many jobs, but still he made enough money to sustain himself. When he turned eighteen, Marco left the guild in search of his mother, knowing she was probably up to no good. He didn't find her, however, and vows to do so one day. Over the years he traveled solo, living in and seeing every side of Fiore there was to see. But after five years of being abroad, he finally has decided to settle down again and join a guild.

The guild he wants to join? Only the best guild in Fiore, Fairy Tail.