Rudolf Kettil

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WHAT ARE WE DOING
FLYING A CAR ?



WE'RE ONLY TWELVE YEARS OLD

FULL NAME: Rudolf Serkan Kettil
NICKNAMES: Viggo, Wolf, Rudy
AGE: 21, born November 1st 1953
JOB + ALLIANCE: Self employed, part-time informant
HOUSE: Durmstrang Institute dropout
CODE WORD: Thestral

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I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT WE HAVEN'T CRASHED YET

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FACE CLAIM: Christian Brylle
EYE COLOUR: Light gray
HAIR COLOUR: Dirty blond
HEIGHT: 6'3"
WEIGHT: 143lbs
APPEARANCE: Rudolf is always an unkempt mess, which is likely the direct result of a vagabond lifestyle. His hair is constantly in a state of disarray, but he strives to maintain good hygiene despite his financial situation. Mostly all of Rudolf's clothes are ill-fitting for his body, though it doesn't seem to bother him. He carries himself in a dignified manner, and is always careful to maintain solid eye-contact with others. Rudolf Kettil has a lean physique, the result of years of training to match his physical power with magical ability. In most cases, he can hold his own without a wand. He has a thick Norwegian accent, and his left nipple is pierced. (LOL)

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WE CRASHED IT RIGHT INTO THE WHOMPING WILLOW

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LIKES: Stray cats
Women (brunettes)
Blishen's firewhiskey
Felix Felicis
Gambling
Winning
DISLIKES: Silence
Indecisiveness
Stupid children
Passive aggression
BOGGART: The view from a broomstick
MIRROR OF ERISED: A wife and three kids
PATRONUS: Honey badger
PERSONALITY: In spite of unfortunate circumstances, Rudolf always greets conflict with a welcoming, crooked smile. He thrives almost solely on adrenaline, craving excitement and challenge in daily life. Because of this quirk, Rudolf isn't afraid to play with fire, but remains fully aware of the risks involved; contrary to what most people may think. He may be reckless, but definitely not stupid. Rudolf usually cuts his losses in life-threatening situations.

This being said, he does have an unhealthy gambling addiction. Rudolf's life is a collective mass of wins and losses, all taken by chance. It's caused him to experience tremendous loss, even at times when it seemed like he had nothing of value to lose. He's since learned to appreciate simpler things in life, but it hasn't quelled his constant hunger for adventure. If anything, it's caused it to spiral out of control. Rudolf has frequently been pushed to the point of substance abuse, with Felix Felicis being his brew of choice. He relies on it heavily to sway the results of bets, card games, and wizard duels to end in his favor.

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I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT WE DIDN'T GET EXPELLED

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WAND: 10 inches, dragon heartstring, blackthorn wood
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood, lower-class family
PARENTS: Nikolaus and Meredith Kettil. Whereabouts unknown.
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Homeless, frequents Knockturn Alley
HISTORY: Rudolf Kettil's bloodline hails from the very Northern reaches of Sweden, Norway, and parts of Poland. His direct family is descended from an ancient tribe of warlocks who served the vikings. Since it's not known whether or not any of the young wizard's ancestors were warriors, it was once his childhood dream to bring honor to his family's name.

Rudolf was born only a few years after the Second World War, an event that forced his parents even deeper into poverty. There were nights when his family had nothing to eat. It was through pure-blooded lineage, skill, and perhaps a stroke of luck, that Rudolf was accepted into Durmstrang Institute.

His first years at the wizarding school were spent in isolation. Rudolf found it difficult to make friends, and he didn't come out of his shell any until the beginning of his sixth year. From then on, he made connections with several students who dabbled in the dark arts. Although Rudolf never included himself in their rituals, he did gain much secondhand knowledge. To this day, he still uses some of it to his advantage during combat.

Becoming involved with the wrong crowd eventually led Rudolf to drop out of Drumstrang, only to be sent to an empty house. Upon returning home, his parents were nowhere to be found. The house was trashed and completely deserted. Rudolf suspects his mother and father were chased-out by creditors or loan sharks, though they haven't been seen in years.

Once he began surviving on his own, Rudolf turned to alcohol for comfort and security. His physical addictions took root, giving himself a reason to live in the process. He still occasionally picks up odd jobs, but almost always gets fired due to laziness or being intoxicated at work. Felix Felicis has helped him hold down some jobs, but it hasn't been enough to turn his life around.

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THE ONLY GOOD THING ABOUT LIVING WITH THE

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DURSLEYS IS THAT THEY DON'T CARE ABOUT ME[/center][/font]

NAME/ALIAS: Trev.
EXPERIENCE: Six years.
HOW DID YOU FIND US?: Google and boredom.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: Once the order was complete, DRM members hurried Generosa and Horus to the main exit. A transaction, a firm handshake, and then a farewell. Orville watched as the two left, narrowing his eyes as they faded from view. "I wonder what's eating that one guy? He seems pretty uptight." Pablo commented when the rebels were finally out of earshot. Before Orville could reply, a sharp migraine crept upon him. He clenched his jaw, knowing it was likely withdraw-induced. Everything about his surroundings intensified. The monotonous hum of the fluorescent light above drilled holes into his skull.

"Rebel warfare isn't a goddamn cakewalk," he finally snarled at Pablo, rubbing his left temple with a gloved hand. His secondary pair of eyes were squinted in a wince. Orville quickly glared over the warehouse to see if anyone was watching. Nobody but Pablo seemed to notice, and he was frowning in concern. He tilted his head in an attempt to find his associate's face.

"Woah, man. You okay?"
"I'm going back to my ship."

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AND RON GOT A HOWLER

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FROM MRS. WEASLEY[/center][/font]

do your worst, thor.
(thanks, erin.)

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