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All right. I'll be progressing us up to the Bonfire today.
I'm a little obsessed with this universe. I am 100% willing to GM it.
Brilliant. Let us know what you need.
I'll set up the main page this weekend. I'll figure if I need anything then. Until then spread the word!
I'm a little obsessed with this universe. I am 100% willing to GM it.
Interested.
"Oh it's not your fault. Ash and I don't get along, we used to. For the first couple of weeks of school last year, but we had a falling out." Amy explained. "She's hard to understand." She shrugged. "I'm sorry for leaving like that. It wasn't anything against you."
I am taking control of her characters
Mchaggis is in bed. She'll do it when she gets on tomorrow. We had talked about the character before I posted her. Thank you. Is there somewhere in particular you want me to stick Julius?
Beatrice sat on the edge of the seat. Her mates on one side of her clutching at each other. They had attempted to include Beatrice in their tight grips, but Beatrice had slid out of their grasp with a warm apologetic smile. The last week had been rather boring and she had, with her mates turned in their names into the cup. She had by no means been the first, but she hadn't been the last. In the end Beatrice was certain that the younger of her two brother's hadn't even put his name into the cup. She wasn't surprised, he wasn't brave. The headmistress for Beauxbaton stood and addressed the three schools. She spoke about honor and glory. Beatrice didn't care about either of those. Nor did she care about the prize money. She wanted the challenge for the challenge's sake. All her life those around her had told her that she couldn't do something because it was too dangerous. This, this event was the most dangerous even the Wizarding community put on, and if she beat it, or at least survived it. No one could tell her ever again that she wasn't good enough. The Headmistress stepped up to the Goblet, fire from within it lighting up the room. It was a moment of painful silence when a slip of paper, slightly charred on the edges flinted from the Goblet into the hostess' waiting hand. She flipped it over and read, "Anthony Stuart, Hogwarts." The Hogwarts students exploded into cheers. Beatrice saw a couple not joining in the raucous display of emotion. She herself gave a polite applause. Beatrice had seen the boy around the school, but had had no reason, as of yet, to speak with him. She hoped that would change in just a moment. Another piece of paper flew from the goblet and into the Hostess' hand. "Alice Delacour, Beauxbaton." The girl's fellow students cheered, putting the Hogwarts small few to shame. Beatrice watched Alice stand and head to the back room after Anthony, and had to admit even to a small bit of her self, that Alice was pretty. Now for the Durmstrang student. Beatrice could hear her heart beat, it hurt her ear drums and she was vaguely worried she'd miss the name read. The last piece of paper landed and was read, "Beatrice Falk, Durmstrang. You may join the other two." Beatrice's heart stopped, it must have, she must have heard incorrectly. Her feet started taking her anyway. The sound of her classmate's feet stomping gave her heart. They were behind her, even if she was such an odd girl they would support her in this foreign land.
Name: Elisabeth "Beth" (if you know she's a lady) Dave (if you don't) Wakefield Age:28 Height: 5'8" (172.72 cm) Build: Beanpole (lithe) Hair: Dark and cut short (about an inch long) Facial Hair: None Eyes: Dark (a whole two of them) Apparel: Loose tunic and trousers. Military style jacket, dark colors (appears re-dyed) and worn, but carefully cared for. Gear: Compass, sextant, maps, quadrant, a few other odder devices mostly for navigation, a notebook, pencil, penknife Weapons: A boot dagger, a flint lock pistol, and a cutlass. Rank: First mate / Navigator (if there isn't one, she's a bit obsessed with it actually and would probably do it anyway) Ship: The El Marees Background: Beth was born to a military man of many honors. Her and her twin were raised by their mother primarily. Beth hero worshiped their father and was nearly destroyed by his death when she was only 8 years old. Her twin, Sarah, on the other hand went the way of their mother. A fancy young lady. Beth went the way of sword fights and danger. Her older brother Dave is who she took the identity of when she finally went out to explore the world. He had no established reputation (as he died at the age of 12). Beth when she ran away from home the next year took his paper work, thankful for their similar appearance and got onto a ship as a powder monkey. She got lucky and survived, her gender still a secret. The child called Dave Wakefield, continued working her way up through the ranks and working on different ships until she heard of Amir looking for new shipmates. She switched crews, as she often did to keep her true identity hidden. Often even leaving with ladies at a bar to encourage her mates to not question her. Beth's family is large. Some of that is fictive kin, some of it is blood, but it is spread all throughout the world. In almost any port Beth can easily find someone she knows. Chances are a favor or two is owed between the relatives, and Beth finds herself often caught up in the drama of her relatives (another reason for switching ships often). Beth's immediate family includes 21 siblings. Most are half, only three (one now dead) are full siblings. Most of her siblings have several children (though none match her parents at producing the hoard). Both of her parents had many siblings, who all had children.
"Oh she's probably freaked out about some exam and a teacher giving her an A minus on a paper." Ash rolled her own eyes and finished her breakfast in a couple bites. Then turned to Zaylin, "If you want facts about Schwartz, ask Rivers. Everything else is rumor and hearsay. The lake won't tell it's secrets. The cops have no clues." Ash stood up picking her bag off the ground. "We still good for tonight?" Ash asked Jamie. A hint of glee in her voice at the mere idea of sneaking off to the lake during the bonfire. The grin on Jamie's face basically answered the question for her. "Aye." Jamie added and Ash favored him with a bright grin. "Awesome. See you at the bonfire then. Toodles everyone." Ash gave them all a wave and walked off to her first class, even though there was still a good fifteen minutes before classes started.
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