Post by Caedmon Quencai on Jan 4, 2007 0:46:53 GMT -5
Has some minor spelling errors, but Accepted 
Gabrielle Blagden
Name: Caedmon
Other characters on the board: None
Are you over 13?: Yes
Name: Caedmon Quencai
Age: 16
Year in Salem: Junior
Gender: Male
Birthday/Sign: April 5th 1981/Aries
Blood Type/Purity: Half Blooded
Family Members: Callista and Katar Quencai
Appearance: At the age of sixteen, Caedmon already stands at a lofty height of five foot ten with an over all attractive build. His rust red hair falls in straight strands that end just below his well formed jaw line framing his face nicely. His odd green gaze easily catches others off guard. One eye is a vibrant lime green while the other is strikingly pale in comparison. He is blind in his pale eye, the color of which is akin to the soft pastel green associated with baby colors.
Personality: Caedmon is the type who would rather tell you quite bluntly the harsh realities you face and then silently laugh as you miserably fail to prove him wrong, a smug smirk upon his lips. He is also the sort who if you say something that insinuates something he could take as insult, he is rather quick in responding in any manner necessary to prove you wrong, well there are the occasional exceptions, but for the most part that is how he is. Despite this rather blunt and arrogant behavior, Caedmon is rather warm hearted and caring, though he will never openly show it but to a select few. Other wise he is a very quite lone wolf.
History: Born in a Fort Worth, military hospital, Caedmon has almost always been highly aware of how one should think before they act. His father being a military man, Caedmen spent much of his early years moving from one home to another. By the age of twelve he had already lived in at least seven different sates. Due to not staying in one place very long, Caedmon grew to be a bit antisocial and very self-reliant. He felt that there was little point in making many friends as he would just have to abandon them. In each state his mother, a pure blood, saw to it that he attended a coven school, though she had to constantly explain their situation. Later she would always have to apologize for having to pull him out. This was the pattern of his school and social life till he was old enough to enroll into S.W.I.M.
About a year ago the school was attacked by Neo DEs. Caedmon’s parents reactions to this instance was varied and contrasting. His mother instantly wanted to pull him out, to shield and protect him. His father, being the military man that he is, felt he should stay and tough it out. As his parents argued, Caedmon simply sighed and shrugged, giving them a simple, ‘Whatever’ replied. Seeing his lack of worry, and with influence from her husband’s constant lecturing of how one must learn to deal with anything and everything thrown at them his mother finally consented to allowing Caedmon to stay in swim. So, as things then stood, Caedmon was allowed to, for once in his life, stay in one place.
Likes: Standing in the rain, drinking sarsaparilla under a nice and cool shade providing tree, and willow trees.
Dislikes: People who make assumptions without anything to make a sound assumption with.
Best Subject: Prescience
Special Abilities: Ambidextrous
Hopes and Dreams: Caedmon’s goal in life is to graduate from S.W.I.M. and then other than that, he hasn’t much thought on it.
Wand: Made of blackthorn wood, 12” the grip placed two inches from the end do to the few thorns that were left, inflexible, the core a strand of hair from a chimera’s tail.
Broom: Nimbus 2000, though he rather not use it since everyone seems to have one
Pet: Siamese Cat, very antisocial and hissy, goes by the name of Skat.
SMART Scores:
Wand Work:E
Alchemy: A
Magizoology: E
Astronomy: O
Word Verification: *shh*
Writing Sample:
Caedmon grumbled incoherently as he followed Skat out into the main halls. The cat had been howling constantly at him and motioning for him to open the room door for hours. When he finally opened the door to let him out, Skat had then began acting in such a way as to demand that he follow. So, now there he was following his odd minded cat through the main halls of the school, being lead to who knew where. “Damed cat, where the hell are you taking me.” He asked this in annoyance. It was then he heard a noise behind him.
Turning about rather sharply and frowning, he was greeted with the sight of the hall monitor staring disapprovingly at him. Returning the look Ceadmon promptly turned and walked over to the irritating Siamese and scooped him up. “I know so don’t say it.” He replied, turning to face the guy, then promptly walked right past him heading back to the dorms, reciting the rules and consequences as he went.
Gabrielle Blagden
Name: Caedmon
Other characters on the board: None
Are you over 13?: Yes
Name: Caedmon Quencai
Age: 16
Year in Salem: Junior
Gender: Male
Birthday/Sign: April 5th 1981/Aries
Blood Type/Purity: Half Blooded
Family Members: Callista and Katar Quencai
Appearance: At the age of sixteen, Caedmon already stands at a lofty height of five foot ten with an over all attractive build. His rust red hair falls in straight strands that end just below his well formed jaw line framing his face nicely. His odd green gaze easily catches others off guard. One eye is a vibrant lime green while the other is strikingly pale in comparison. He is blind in his pale eye, the color of which is akin to the soft pastel green associated with baby colors.
Personality: Caedmon is the type who would rather tell you quite bluntly the harsh realities you face and then silently laugh as you miserably fail to prove him wrong, a smug smirk upon his lips. He is also the sort who if you say something that insinuates something he could take as insult, he is rather quick in responding in any manner necessary to prove you wrong, well there are the occasional exceptions, but for the most part that is how he is. Despite this rather blunt and arrogant behavior, Caedmon is rather warm hearted and caring, though he will never openly show it but to a select few. Other wise he is a very quite lone wolf.
History: Born in a Fort Worth, military hospital, Caedmon has almost always been highly aware of how one should think before they act. His father being a military man, Caedmen spent much of his early years moving from one home to another. By the age of twelve he had already lived in at least seven different sates. Due to not staying in one place very long, Caedmon grew to be a bit antisocial and very self-reliant. He felt that there was little point in making many friends as he would just have to abandon them. In each state his mother, a pure blood, saw to it that he attended a coven school, though she had to constantly explain their situation. Later she would always have to apologize for having to pull him out. This was the pattern of his school and social life till he was old enough to enroll into S.W.I.M.
About a year ago the school was attacked by Neo DEs. Caedmon’s parents reactions to this instance was varied and contrasting. His mother instantly wanted to pull him out, to shield and protect him. His father, being the military man that he is, felt he should stay and tough it out. As his parents argued, Caedmon simply sighed and shrugged, giving them a simple, ‘Whatever’ replied. Seeing his lack of worry, and with influence from her husband’s constant lecturing of how one must learn to deal with anything and everything thrown at them his mother finally consented to allowing Caedmon to stay in swim. So, as things then stood, Caedmon was allowed to, for once in his life, stay in one place.
Likes: Standing in the rain, drinking sarsaparilla under a nice and cool shade providing tree, and willow trees.
Dislikes: People who make assumptions without anything to make a sound assumption with.
Best Subject: Prescience
Special Abilities: Ambidextrous
Hopes and Dreams: Caedmon’s goal in life is to graduate from S.W.I.M. and then other than that, he hasn’t much thought on it.
Wand: Made of blackthorn wood, 12” the grip placed two inches from the end do to the few thorns that were left, inflexible, the core a strand of hair from a chimera’s tail.
Broom: Nimbus 2000, though he rather not use it since everyone seems to have one
Pet: Siamese Cat, very antisocial and hissy, goes by the name of Skat.
SMART Scores:
Wand Work:E
Alchemy: A
Magizoology: E
Astronomy: O
Word Verification: *shh*
Writing Sample:
Caedmon grumbled incoherently as he followed Skat out into the main halls. The cat had been howling constantly at him and motioning for him to open the room door for hours. When he finally opened the door to let him out, Skat had then began acting in such a way as to demand that he follow. So, now there he was following his odd minded cat through the main halls of the school, being lead to who knew where. “Damed cat, where the hell are you taking me.” He asked this in annoyance. It was then he heard a noise behind him.
Turning about rather sharply and frowning, he was greeted with the sight of the hall monitor staring disapprovingly at him. Returning the look Ceadmon promptly turned and walked over to the irritating Siamese and scooped him up. “I know so don’t say it.” He replied, turning to face the guy, then promptly walked right past him heading back to the dorms, reciting the rules and consequences as he went.
