Amortentia Dolorosa

Basic Information

• Name: Rabastan Lestrange ((Babs, to some.))
  
• Gender: M
  
• Birthdate: March 22, 1953
  
• Age: 21
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• Species: Half-fae, just like his brother.
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Appearance

• Skin Colour: Light and ruddy
  
• Hair Colour: Red
  
• Eye Colour: Green
  
• Height: 5'9"
  
• Weight: 170 lbs
  
• Tattoos: Dark Mark
  
• Scars: One obvious one that crosses the outer end of his right eyebrow, and several more that don't show on the back of his head.

Wizard Traits

• Describe your wand.
  
  • Length: 10 1/2 in
    
  • Core: Augurey Feather
    
  • Wood: Walnut
• Familiar: An orange half-kneazle, named Elphane
  
• Patronus: an Aethonon
  
• Bloodline: Pureblood ((Or so the story's told))
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• Animagus?: No
  
• Parseltongue?: No
  
• Other?: No
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Personality

• Type: ISTJ
  
• Likes:
  Fresh blood, strong beer, rare steak, straightforwardness, strength, intelligence, people with a sense of when to shut up
  
• Dislikes:
  Overcooked meat, liquor, chaos, loss of control, working with stupid people, being related to Roddy, disrespect, untruth
  
• Fears:
  Being assigned under Bellatrix Black, disappointing the Dark Lord, disappointing the Freeholders, having to stand next to Greyback during another conclave
  
• Greatest Desire:
  To bring the Ó Ruadháins to England, and unleash the power of the blood on London, itself. ((The Ó Ruadháins haven't the faintest interest in London, in all actuality, finding it a filthy place that pretends too hard to be clean and proper.))
  
• Worst Fear:
  For the Dark Lord to turn on his family and lands, because of his blood -- or his brother.
  
• How would your friends describe you?
  Madam Yaxley says that I am proof of my family's power, and that she hopes to see me take her place, someday, as the Dark Lord's Left Hand. Master Yaxley calls me devilish and stern -- I think it's an overstatement. Others have no good to say of me; I am young, but already feared.
  
  
• What do you like best about yourself?
  I'm stable -- both physically and mentally. Can't be beaten down as easily as that idiot brother of mine, and I'm not nearly so far gone as the Dark Lord's other favourite, of our generation. What does he see in her? I'd be just as pleased to take those assassinations, and I wouldn't make such a mess of them!
  
  
• What do you like least about yourself?
  At this rate, my dimwitted faggot brother will be married before I will... No matter what the Dark Lord says, I think it will take generations of his rule before we're accepted as real Wizards, suitable to marry into English Pureblood families -- and my brother isn't helping with that impression, in the least, but he's just charming and stupid enough that someone might think he's cute.
  

Background

• Hometown: Ballycastle, Ireland
  
• Academy: Hogwarts (Slytherin)
  
• Profession: Assassin
  
• Pets: None.
  
• Family: ((Thanks to Roddy for doing it first!))
  Mother: Brigid Morgan
  Father: Roland L'Estrange
  Brother: Rodolphus
  Mother's Siblings: Bevin, Brendan
  Morgan Cousins: Ceofine, Clover, Ciaran, Cathan, Cormac, Ceallach, Conall, Caolan, Maitiu, Murphy
  Father's Siblings: Robert (deceased), Rebecca
  Lestrange Cousins: Roger (deceased), Rachel (deceased), Ridley
  
• Significant Other: Wasn't I just complaining about this?
  
• History:
  Rabastan Lestrange was born on March 22, 1953 to Brigid Morgan, long-lived half-fae consort to the Wizard Roland Lestrange. He was the first of two brothers, and a cause for a great lot of drinking, about the town, the next day.
  
  He was raised by three families, all with a stake in the goat farm and surrounding lands -- a territory referred to as "The Freehold" according to the brass gates at the entrance to the property -- the Lestranges, the Morgans, and the Ó Ruadháins. From the Lestranges, he came by an understanding of the politics of the human condition -- a knowledge that served him well in his push to become a recognised power, later. The Morgans saw to it that he was gifted with their casual morality and firm sense of honour and propriety, which had little if anything to do with the human standards of the time. From the Ó Ruadháins, he gained a taste for blood and violence, raw meats and thick dark beers. It was the Ó Ruadháins that Babs spent the most time with, and they affected his sense of the value of blood and life very strongly.
  
  He started at Hogwarts in 1964, and went forth with the opinion that he was, by virtue of his blood, better than any Wizard he could meet in Scotland. His arrogance did not go unchallenged, but even when he was laid out, it was said that there was something to that arrogance, as he knew spells in his first year that were not in common circulation -- not to say that he was any good at them...
  
  But, the politics of living in a border town were not so simple, and in 1966, in response to the re-beginning of the Troubles in the North, a group of armed Northerners, who blamed the Republic, attempted to seize the village of Ballycastle. During the course of the hours-long battle, several people were killed, and three buildings levelled by explosives. One of the buildings -- an accidental casualty, by all reports -- was the home of Robert Lestrange and his family. By all reports, their deaths were nearly instantaneous. Babs rushed home from Hogwarts, in time to see the town still smoking, and the blood of his family still wet. He soaked his shirt in the blood, in the manner of the Ó Ruadháins, and returned to school in two more days. To this day, that shirt hangs in his closet, waiting for his victory.
  
  By the next year, he'd come close to some of the children of the Death Eaters, and was enchanted by their politics. They talked of Wizards, above all else, and how if Wizarding society seized control, the Muggle violence would stop. He graduated in the spring of 1970, with high marks in Charms, DADA, and Ancient Runes, and a Dark Mark on his arm.
  
  Since that time, he has trained as an assassin with Rebecca Yaxley, who he does not know is his aunt. He is currently in opposition to Bellatrix Black, on which of them will take her place, when she is too old to do stealth work, any longer.

Other Notes:

• Are you playing any other characters here? Admins know that. You don't.

Ack'd. Arcturus has a case of the lazy. I'll go poke 'im with a stick. My only complaint, so far, is the linebreak failures. Less wall-of-text, please?

On second thought, how do the Ó Ruadháins feel about Babs's greatest desire? One would think they'd have London if they wanted it...

Arcturus is currently getting off his lazy, and fixing the queue of two waiting apps. Give me perhaps another ten minutes, to have everything settled.