Syrian Otik
Posted: Wed, 2010.03.03 20:24
Basic Information
• Name: Syrian Otik nee Petrov
• Gender: male
• Age:22 ( September 18th 1952)
Species: Human
Appearance
• Skin Colour: a waxy ivory colour
• Hair Colour: Black
• Eye Colour: an extremely dark brown, almost black
• Height: 6 feet
• Weight: 170 pounds of muscle
• Tattoos: none
• Scars: none that need mention
Wizard Traits
• Describe your wand.
o Length: 15 1\4 inches
o Core: Essance of Unicorn Hair
o Wood: Macassar Ebony
• Familiar: a stout black cat named Onyx
• Patronus: a very large boar
• Bloodline: Pureblood
Animagus?: N
• Parseltongue?: N
• Other?: N
Personality
• Likes: beautiful women, money, and power
• Dislikes: Mudbloods, poor people, idiots and my mother
• Fears: The dark actually, and to be found guilty of my mothers death
• Greatest Desire: To have absolute power and control over myself, to be out of my family’s shadow and to surpass any and every expectation set for me by my grandfather
• Worst Fear: complete and utter failure on my part, to lose control and become an animal of a man, to lose myself within madness
• How would your friends describe you? A son of a whore without any care or fear of consequence for his actions.
• What do you like best about yourself? My ability to stay calm and take control in most situations
• What do you like least about yourself? My extreme self doubt, the fact that I can lie to everyone about what I am, but I know I can not lie to myself
Background
• Hometown: Inta, Russia/ Anjou, France
• Academy: Durmstrang
• Profession: I am training to be a Hit Wizard
• Pets: my familiar Onyx
• Family: none
• Significant Other: none
History: Syrian was born to a very young mother in the fall of 1952, raped by a Russian soldier at the age of 13 Annabel held quite the resentment towards what was to be her only child.
Grandchild of a powerful Lt.Colonal in the Soviet Air Defense’s Wizarding division, Syrian lacked not in material possessions, however, the child was never truly cared for.
In the late 1950’s, Syrian’s grandfather decided it would be best to immigrate to France to avoid the mounting political tensions caused by the Cold War.
Only the best was expected of Syrian, as a child, he had the best of everything; tutors, clothing, playmates, toys…but he was expected to be the best.
The boy grew up thinking that he was the Lt.Colonal’s son, and that Annabel was his older sister. By the time that Syrian was three Annabel had all but disappeared out of his life.
Years went by, and Syrian was on his way to becoming a perfect pureblooded child. But when he was 10 his grandfather because seriously ill with the Dragon Pox, prompting his mother to come out of hiding to take care of her ailing father.
The sudden shift in caretakers startled young Syrian, though his grandfather was a strict man and Syrian was brought up in a house hold rigid with military style the old man was still caring towards the boy. Annabel on the other hand was cruel and malicious, mentally and physically abusing the boy. The worst happened that summer when his grandfather died, his mother, whom was apparently never official disowned, became the sole heir to the Russian’s fortune. Distraught, the boy hid himself with in various locations with in the house to avoid Annabel’s torture.
Once at school the boy developed an taste for study, spending his time between the pitch and the library Syrian was well liked by all he encountered. None would ever guess the horrors the boy lived during the summer breaks.
The summer before 6th year Syrian had enough, Annabel had drunkenly suggested that the boy offer himself to a “friend” of hers, the friend, amused told Annabel that she had t be the worst mother know t man for offering her son to a stranger. Horrified at the knowledge that Annabel was his mother, Syrian flew into a fit of rage and killed all the guest in the house and proceeded to set it on fire. Leaving him to be the only survivor in a tragic accident and a ward of the school.
Once he graduated he took a year off traveling the Country, changed his name and dabbled in the Dark Arts. Wanting to do more in his life he decided to work for the Parisian Ministry of Magic, until one day deciding he wanted a change of scenery applied to be a Hit Wizard for the English Ministry of Magic.
Other Notes:
• Are you playing any other characters here? Yes, the Admins know who
• Name: Syrian Otik nee Petrov
• Gender: male
• Age:22 ( September 18th 1952)
Species: Human
Appearance
• Skin Colour: a waxy ivory colour
• Hair Colour: Black
• Eye Colour: an extremely dark brown, almost black
• Height: 6 feet
• Weight: 170 pounds of muscle
• Tattoos: none
• Scars: none that need mention
Wizard Traits
• Describe your wand.
o Length: 15 1\4 inches
o Core: Essance of Unicorn Hair
o Wood: Macassar Ebony
• Familiar: a stout black cat named Onyx
• Patronus: a very large boar
• Bloodline: Pureblood
Animagus?: N
• Parseltongue?: N
• Other?: N
Personality
• Likes: beautiful women, money, and power
• Dislikes: Mudbloods, poor people, idiots and my mother
• Fears: The dark actually, and to be found guilty of my mothers death
• Greatest Desire: To have absolute power and control over myself, to be out of my family’s shadow and to surpass any and every expectation set for me by my grandfather
• Worst Fear: complete and utter failure on my part, to lose control and become an animal of a man, to lose myself within madness
• How would your friends describe you? A son of a whore without any care or fear of consequence for his actions.
• What do you like best about yourself? My ability to stay calm and take control in most situations
• What do you like least about yourself? My extreme self doubt, the fact that I can lie to everyone about what I am, but I know I can not lie to myself
Background
• Hometown: Inta, Russia/ Anjou, France
• Academy: Durmstrang
• Profession: I am training to be a Hit Wizard
• Pets: my familiar Onyx
• Family: none
• Significant Other: none
History: Syrian was born to a very young mother in the fall of 1952, raped by a Russian soldier at the age of 13 Annabel held quite the resentment towards what was to be her only child.
Grandchild of a powerful Lt.Colonal in the Soviet Air Defense’s Wizarding division, Syrian lacked not in material possessions, however, the child was never truly cared for.
In the late 1950’s, Syrian’s grandfather decided it would be best to immigrate to France to avoid the mounting political tensions caused by the Cold War.
Only the best was expected of Syrian, as a child, he had the best of everything; tutors, clothing, playmates, toys…but he was expected to be the best.
The boy grew up thinking that he was the Lt.Colonal’s son, and that Annabel was his older sister. By the time that Syrian was three Annabel had all but disappeared out of his life.
Years went by, and Syrian was on his way to becoming a perfect pureblooded child. But when he was 10 his grandfather because seriously ill with the Dragon Pox, prompting his mother to come out of hiding to take care of her ailing father.
The sudden shift in caretakers startled young Syrian, though his grandfather was a strict man and Syrian was brought up in a house hold rigid with military style the old man was still caring towards the boy. Annabel on the other hand was cruel and malicious, mentally and physically abusing the boy. The worst happened that summer when his grandfather died, his mother, whom was apparently never official disowned, became the sole heir to the Russian’s fortune. Distraught, the boy hid himself with in various locations with in the house to avoid Annabel’s torture.
Once at school the boy developed an taste for study, spending his time between the pitch and the library Syrian was well liked by all he encountered. None would ever guess the horrors the boy lived during the summer breaks.
The summer before 6th year Syrian had enough, Annabel had drunkenly suggested that the boy offer himself to a “friend” of hers, the friend, amused told Annabel that she had t be the worst mother know t man for offering her son to a stranger. Horrified at the knowledge that Annabel was his mother, Syrian flew into a fit of rage and killed all the guest in the house and proceeded to set it on fire. Leaving him to be the only survivor in a tragic accident and a ward of the school.
Once he graduated he took a year off traveling the Country, changed his name and dabbled in the Dark Arts. Wanting to do more in his life he decided to work for the Parisian Ministry of Magic, until one day deciding he wanted a change of scenery applied to be a Hit Wizard for the English Ministry of Magic.
Other Notes:
• Are you playing any other characters here? Yes, the Admins know who