Post by Reinette Ameliour on Aug 18, 2008 8:32:56 GMT -5
The Brains of the Operation
Your first name or alias: Louise
Your age: 19
Where you're from: England
How many years/months have you been role-playing: 3.5 years
What other time periods have you written in: All sorts
Give a random fact about yourself: I like mints
How did you find our site?: RPG Directory
I also play: No one else yet
Character Information
Character's Name: Reinette Ameliour
Age: 16
Title (Lady or Lord of the Court, Knight, Merchant etc): Lady of the Court
Human? If not, specify: Narnian Witch
Location (Narnia? Earth?): Narnia
Meeting Expectations
Face Claim: Miranda Otto
Take Me As I Am
Reinette is just one of those ordinary people really. She doesn't really stand out from the crowd and to be honest that is exactly how she likes it. In these sort of days she believes in keeping her head down and getting on with her studies which is a sensible thing to do. But at the same time she won't just lie down and pretend it's not happening. She is determined to just make her life count for as long as it lasts. She isn't exactly shy, she is simply quiet. She isn't quiet enough so people thinks she's shy. If someone stops her in the corridor she will have a chat with them unless of course she's in a rush because school comes first in school time. She isn't Little Miss Perfect however. She is a fourteen year old girl who likes to sneak out at night, raid the kitchens and performs spells she hasn't perfected yet and get into trouble for them, same as everyone else.
She doesn't have a hot temper nor is she particularly impatient but one thing Reinette does do when she's upset is throw herself into numerous projects until she's healed. She won't talk to anyone about her problems, she shuts people out. It's quite a horrible way to deal with things but when it comes to things that hurt her Reinette prefers to do it alone. She is quite headstrong sometimes when it comes to her magic. Sometimes she goes through irrational behaviour thinking that she can do it all when in fact she needs to learn to step back and relax. So in that way yes she is impatient. Reinette is also a real klutz. She isn't one all of the time but she is a little bit of a ditsy person, dropping books, bumping into doors, babbling when she talks to boys but hey she's cute like that
Everyone Has A Past
In the middle of a Narnian forest just several years after the Pevensies saved the land from the clutches of the White Witch, an old good witch returned with a small bundle in her arms. The woman had long silver hair and kindly green eyes which sparkled when the moon caught them. It was a cool night and the bundle was wrapped up heavily. The old witch walked deep into the forest with the bundle observing all the night time festivities. She gently placed the bundle between the roots of a tall tree near the river. She gently kissed it and turned and left it there on its own alone. Quite by chance a centaur found the bundle and took it back to their clan.
You see the clan had found quite by chance the old witch's granddaughter Reinette. The old witch was dying and so needed the baby girl to be looked after by someone stronger but she wanted the girl to be brought up in Narnia. There was no note explaining all this but the centaur knew that if the baby had been left in Narnia then Narnia was it's intended home. So the centaur took the baby to the Kings and Queens of Narnia. There it was decided at court that the baby should be brought up at Cair Paravel by a kindly old housekeeper.
And so Reinette was brought up as a young human girl living in Narnia. What no one knew though (and for a while Reinette herself didn't know) was that Reinette was a young witch. Not an evil one because unlike the White Witch Reinette had had a loving upbringing. She knew nothing of her grandmother or parents but she soon sensed her own magical powers. Reinette never found out that she had come from a land far from Narnia where witches were slightly more common than in Narnia itself. She studied in the Cair Paravel library and educated herself . She learned how to ride a horse. She learned how to do many things but one thing she never learned how to do was fight. And she so wanted to learn.
Example Post
Soft footsteps down the stairway to the common room alerted the few who were still up at midnight to the presence of one Bellatrix Black who was dressed rather provocatively in a long figure hugging emerald nightgown with a soft silk black dressing gown over the top except she had it hanging by her elbows so that it showed off her soft creamy yet slightly pale shoulders. She had her dark hair tossed over her shoulders giving her the look of a dark seductress. Some of the older boys still up stared at her in shock but she didn't even spare them a second glance.
She sat down on the couch and produced a book from her dressing gown. Curses and Hexes from around the World a rather interesting read if she did say so herself. Her father had always said that Bellatrix should study this book like her life depended on it. It helped that it was interesting otherwise Bellatrix would have seen it as a chore. And she did enough chores going to school with muggle borns and half bloods. Was that not chore enough?
No matter what magical school she could go to there would always be those of lesser blood and magical ability there. The only place she could truly learn without having to suffer those inferior to her was under the study of the Dark Lord and Bellatrix was not old enough to even begin training never mind join his ranks though she desired nothing more. Instead she was to focus on her exams and prepare for her parents to finalise a possible engagement between herself and Rodolphus Lestrange.
She was rather flattered that her parents had chosen such a suitable candidate for her husband. Rodolphus was dark and cruel and he adored her. The perfect husband in her opinion. She was holding him at arms length at the moment because for now she was content with merely admiring him although she would be perfectly happy exploring him a bit more than was perhaps ladylike for a Black woman.
She heard the Slytherin common room entrance open but did not raise her eyes.
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