Post by Pathos on Aug 23, 2006 16:33:37 GMT -5
Because I totally need a new character. I'm stagnating over here.
Full Name: Manya Romanovros
Nickname(s): Manny
Lineage: Pureblood, going back to the Romanov family in St. Petersburg, Russia. She is the last of the Romanov/Romanovros line.
Age: 24
Year/ Position: Owner of a small curio/clothing store located just behind Chio's Wands.
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Dark brown
Hair Color: Also dark brown.
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 142 lbs.
Clothes: Prefers looser, more flowing robes in muted shades of brown and green. Will sometimes be seen wearing trousers.
Other Appearance: Manya has pierced ears and a small tattoo of a red heart speared by a needle between her shoulderblades.
Home Nation: Novgorod, Russia
Marital Status: Widowed.
Past Info: At the age of four, Manya, already displaying a flair for plotting and revenge, 'accidentally' liquified the house of one of her neighbors, the family of a boy who teased her and had several times thrown her to the ground and hit her. At ten, she attended Durmstrang Institute for Magical Study, remaining there for eight years, two of which were spent apprenticed to Stanislav Chernovol, one of the four leading Potions Masters in the world. She married him, but three months later he was killed by an experimental potion that he had been working on, leaving her the heir to his estates. She moved to London, England and attempted a brief stint as an auror at 20, but did not find the rigid and uncompromising laws to her taste. At 21, utilizing the Romanov family fortune, she moved back to Novgorod and hired herself out as a curse breaker. Two years later, she once again packed up everything and left, this time to the Americas.
Present Info: Manya lives and works in her shop, 'Temnyee Den'.' The sign is written in Cyrillic, but the baubles and scarves in the front window are pretty self-explanatory as to the shop's purpose.
Favorite classes: A toss-up between Potions and Ancient Runes.
Boggart: A gigantic avalanche, with frozen, grinning faces peering out through the snow.
Pets: None. Still looking for the perfect familiar, though preferably one not too spectacular.
Full Name: Manya Romanovros
Nickname(s): Manny
Lineage: Pureblood, going back to the Romanov family in St. Petersburg, Russia. She is the last of the Romanov/Romanovros line.
Age: 24
Year/ Position: Owner of a small curio/clothing store located just behind Chio's Wands.
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Dark brown
Hair Color: Also dark brown.
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 142 lbs.
Clothes: Prefers looser, more flowing robes in muted shades of brown and green. Will sometimes be seen wearing trousers.
Other Appearance: Manya has pierced ears and a small tattoo of a red heart speared by a needle between her shoulderblades.
Home Nation: Novgorod, Russia
Marital Status: Widowed.
Past Info: At the age of four, Manya, already displaying a flair for plotting and revenge, 'accidentally' liquified the house of one of her neighbors, the family of a boy who teased her and had several times thrown her to the ground and hit her. At ten, she attended Durmstrang Institute for Magical Study, remaining there for eight years, two of which were spent apprenticed to Stanislav Chernovol, one of the four leading Potions Masters in the world. She married him, but three months later he was killed by an experimental potion that he had been working on, leaving her the heir to his estates. She moved to London, England and attempted a brief stint as an auror at 20, but did not find the rigid and uncompromising laws to her taste. At 21, utilizing the Romanov family fortune, she moved back to Novgorod and hired herself out as a curse breaker. Two years later, she once again packed up everything and left, this time to the Americas.
Present Info: Manya lives and works in her shop, 'Temnyee Den'.' The sign is written in Cyrillic, but the baubles and scarves in the front window are pretty self-explanatory as to the shop's purpose.
Favorite classes: A toss-up between Potions and Ancient Runes.
Boggart: A gigantic avalanche, with frozen, grinning faces peering out through the snow.
Pets: None. Still looking for the perfect familiar, though preferably one not too spectacular.