Post by TYNAN Ó SEIGHIN on Sept 6, 2022 2:23:19 GMT -5
Tynan Ó Seighin
Birthday: April 26th, 2010
Blood Status: Muggleborn
Location of Residence: Hogsmeade Orphanage [Yester Castle]
School: Hogwarts
House: Slytherin
Supporting Group: Liberamach
Appearance:
Three Characteristics You Think You Are: Resourceful, Curious, Adaptable
Three Characteristics Others Think You Are: Broody, Troublemaker, Selfish
Three Random Facts:
- When Ty was seven his family was out camping for a summer holiday treat. A werewolf woke them in the night, killing his parents, elder brother, and biting him on the shoulder. His sister was spared the entire ordeal because she stayed with her school friends instead.
- He was separated from his sister as she had no magic and he has not seen her since his placement in the Hogsmeade Orphanage.
- Has a fondness for peppermint toads and chocolate frog cards.
Opinion:
Quidditch: He has heard others talking about it and their descriptions make him curious to see a game. Especially a bludger knocking someone from their broom.
Clubs: Clubs are alright, he supposes, but it's so hard to find one that works best in his favour.
The sorting scarf: Weird. A colour-changing scarf. Lots of others talked about a hat that used to talk to you.
Magic: Brilliant. He first showed signs of magic years before the werewolf attack and was thrilled to get his Hogwarts letter.
MOM: It's an interesting place for sure, he went there ages ago after the werewolf attack and his placement in the Orphanage.
Family:
Padraig Ó Seighin, father, deceased
Maeve Ó Seighin, mother, deceased
Liam Ó Seighin, brother, deceased
Sarai Ó Seighin, sister, 12
Roleplay Example:
"Merlin's beard!"
The slamming of hands on the desk plus the explosive statement was more than enough to wake the owl nearby. With an indignant hoot and a fluffing of feathers, the creature blinked sleepily and jumped off his perch to hop his way across the expanse of wood. A sheepish look spread across the young man's face as silvery grey eyes lifted from his now scattered papers. Raising his right hand to smooth the feathers of his beloved pet he smiled faintly and let his frustration fade.
"Apologies, Merlin, I didn't mean to wake you."
Lightly nipping at his fingers the long-eared owl didn't seem to mind, having been napping most of the late afternoon away. Ignatius pulled a jar from the left edge of his desk and popped it open, pulling out a few owl treats from within. He'd been at his summer homework for hours now and could obviously use the break. Shuffling the parchment to one side he held the treats out in the palm of his hand. Merlin didn't miss a beat and hopped closer to pluck them up, stretching his wings to either side.
"Well I was done with that anyway, let's go see what mother is up to shall we?"
ALIAS: Iggy
OTHER CHARACTERS: IGNATIUS CASSOWARY
WELCOME BUDDY?: Nope!
CANON?: No
WANTED AD?: No
