Errol Tracey
| Subject: Errol Tracey Thu Mar 03 2016, 15:42 | |
| Errol Graham Tracey
---------------------------- Basics ----------------------------Age: 11 D.O.B: April 28thBirthplace: Kilronan, Inishmore, Ireland Current location: Home Blood status: Halfblood ---------------------------- Appearance ---------------------------- Hair style and colour: Mussed, short, sandy blondHeight: 4,9Eye colour: Dark greenBody type: A bit heavy, but not fatDress sense: Sturdy workman's clothes with grass stained kneesErrol is an enthusiastic and energetic boy. He loves nothing more than grubbing in the dirt and growing things. Growing up, he was very much on the edge of things, and had few friends. This has lead him to be somewhat shy with new people, but a loyal friend to anyone he gets close to. ---------------------------- Personality ---------------------------- Likes: Gardens, dirty finger nails, and fresh air Dislikes: Crowds and nosey people Quirks: He speaks a bit too loudly in most situations, mostly because he's very excited about something or other Flaws: Stubborn to the point of being pig headed Strengths: His ability to focus 100% on a task, as long as it takes to complete Weaknesses: He's never been very good in "formal" situations. He's unabashedly dirty and doesn't see the point of dressing like a peacock all the time ---------------------------- Background ---------------------------- Errol grew up near a small costal town in the south west of Ireland. He wasn't very popular with the local muggle kids, because his mother had a reputation for being a witch. No that any of them knew the truth, but her warty face and tendency to cackle made her hard to like. Errol's father had been either a soldier for the UN or a lorey driver from Edinburgh, depending on which version his mother told. Errol has never met him, though he was definitely not a wizard. Errol and his mother lived on a small farm, called Green Home Farm, a few miles outside of town, and Errol learned from a young age that he had a way with plants. Everything he planted not only grew, but grew like...well, like magic. This solitary lifestyle made for a lonely childhood, though his mother insisted he attend a muggle school to "learn readin' and wroitin' and such" When the long-awaited letter from Hogwarts arrived, Errol couldn't be happier. The basic magical instruction he received from his mother and his more distant relations had not been nearly enough for his taste. ---------------------------- Family ---------------------------- Father: Finnegan Tracey Mother: Laurel Jane Tracey neé McCannSiblings: None Other: Uncle Smithy, Smithwick McCann in Dublin, his mother's younger brother---------------------------- Other (Optional) ---------------------------- Wand: Broomstick: Pets: Potted Venus Fly Trap called Gloria ---------------------------- OOC ---------------------------- OOC Alias: Owen |
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Teagan Finn
| Subject: Re: Errol Tracey Thu Mar 03 2016, 18:26 | |
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