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ABAS
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Barnabas Dal // Age 36 // Single
// biography
Barnabas was the product of an arranged marriage. His mother was chosen for his father because she came from a family of prestigious, pureblood magical background. Their hope was to birth a son with the power and lineage to become Magister of the Imperium - the equivalent of the Minister of Magic in his home country of Turkey - and thus making them the most influential family. To no one’s surprise, Barnabas showed promise of becoming an astoundingly gifted mage from a young age. However, his refusal to conform to the ideals and stuffy life his family wanted labeled him as a pariah. He was expelled from countless schools for his brash nature and inability to hold his tongue when he disagreed with something. Finally, his father had enough and sent him to Durmstrang, in the hopes that their strict and unyielding discipline would reform his troublesome son.
Of course it was for naught. Barnabas disappeared after three months before he was found without a coin to his name in the slums by someone from the Imperium. To this day, he doesn't know that possessed the man to take him under his wing and how he convinced him to return to school. Perhaps it was because he didn't treat him like something he could mold and shape into what he wanted. He held Barnabas accountable for his own decisions, told him that only he had power over his destiny. Not the school, not his father. Whether he envisioned something better for himself or not, now was his time to choose. Barnabas took the words to heart and dedicated himself to his studies for his own benefit, not his father's. He excelled in his schooling and, after graduation, worked under his mentor's continued tutelage at the Imperium. He was finally on the path that his parents had hoped he’d walk and he couldn’t have been more miserable. It was only his dedication to his mentor and their studies that empowered him to endure.
When his mentor lost his wife and his son became afflicted with a deadly illness, Barnabas felt like it was his duty to help save the only family he had left. After all, the man and his son had been more of a family to him than his own ever had. Yet… hia mentor’s research delved into the unthinkable. He became consumed with saving his son for his untimely demise at any cost. The man who Barnabas had once come to admire was fading and he could not bear to watch him destroy himself. He snapped, telling him that he needed to accept the inevitable… It didn’t go down well with the grieving man at all and Barnabas found himself fleeing from another family all over again.
The bottom of a liquor bottle and unsavory company was his only source of comfort. And, thankfully, both of which could be easily bought with coin. Not even his father’s this time either. It was pretty Imperium gold and somehow the irony of that made it even more satisfying.
His father, however, did not find the same amusement in his son’s antics. In spite of Barnabas keeping his distance over the years, his progenitor would be damned if he let him sully his title or house with his forays into iniquity. It was all too easy for him to arrange to spirit Barnabas away after a night of heavy drink and keep him as a veritable prisoner for months, trying to mold him into something acceptable. Even if it meant resorting to dark magic which could have left his heir a drooling vegetable. Of course, that was preferable to a disgraceful, alcoholic degenerate, wasn’t it?
Barnabas managed to escape before the dreaded conversion could come to pass and fled his hometown with not a coin to his name. He could not even care less when whispers of his father’s lapse got out and destroyed his reputation. It was not motivated by justice, of course. The vultures simply saw an opportunity to sully the name of a competitor for the Magister's favor. It was precisely this backwards thinking and lack of morality that spurned Barnabas to decide that his home had no future as it was. Something needed to change, and from within, or their great society would someday only be a scribble in a history book.
// personality
Were Barnabas born a day earlier, he might have turned out far more docile, a true heir that his father could accept. Yet as a child born under the astrological sign of Scorpio, he is quite a chaotic individual. Even with all his responsibilities and appointments, he still finds time to indulge in a frivolous lifestyle of excess and debauchery. The perfect end to a day spent flipping through dusty tomes and talking in circles with pompous wizards is a strong drink and a warm body in his bed. His unscrupulous reputation and complete disregard for authority, propriety, and duty was the bane of his father's existence.
While he may initially come off as carefree and self absorbed, Barnabas is actually the opposite (mostly). He cares very much for others... which is why he pushes them away. Though he may have been ostracized from his home for the majority of his life, he believes that the only way to change their backwards ways is to do so from within. Turning his back on it all would have been all too easy, but his conscience wont let him. The task will undoubtedly be daunting, but Barnabas is prepared to rise to the challenge. Let it never be said that Barnabas Dal simply rolls over and takes it inside or outside the bedroom.
While he may initially come off as carefree and self absorbed, Barnabas is actually the opposite (mostly). He cares very much for others... which is why he pushes them away. Though he may have been ostracized from his home for the majority of his life, he believes that the only way to change their backwards ways is to do so from within. Turning his back on it all would have been all too easy, but his conscience wont let him. The task will undoubtedly be daunting, but Barnabas is prepared to rise to the challenge. Let it never be said that Barnabas Dal simply rolls over and takes it inside or outside the bedroom.
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// facts & MISC.
01. Bas is from Turkey.
02. He attended school at Durmstrang.
03. Technically he worked for the Turkish equivalent of the Ministry of Magic very briefly before fleeing his homeland.
04. He not moonlights as a fortune teller with a reputation for being disreputable.
05. Even though he lurks around the slums of Knockturn Alley, Bas has a taste for the finer things in life. Especially where alcohol is concerned.
06. He is Homoual, but appreciates a beautiful woman.
07. He does not like flying at all. You will not catch him astride a broomstick.
08. His wand is Pine with a Thunderbird tail feather core, 13 3/4 inches, pliant. It can be imbedded inside a staff.
07. He does not like flying at all. You will not catch him astride a broomstick.
08. His wand is Pine with a Thunderbird tail feather core, 13 3/4 inches, pliant. It can be imbedded inside a staff.
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i like me better...
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when i'm with you ♥
Paragraph of text goes here. Hit enter for a new line. To be young and in love in New York City. To not know who I am but still know that I'm good long as you're here with me. To be drunk and in love in New York City. Midnight into morning coffee. Burning through the hours talking.
Damn, I like me better when I'm with you. I like me better when I'm with you. I knew from the first time, I'd stay for a long time 'cause. I like me better when— I like me better when I'm with you.
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I don't know what it is but I got that feeling (got that feeling). Waking up in this bed next to you swear the room. Yeah, it got no ceiling. If we lay, let the day just pass us by. I might get to too much talking. I might have to tell you something.
I like me better when I'm with you. I like me better when I'm with you. I knew from the first time, I'd stay for a long time 'cause. I like me better when— I like me better when I'm with you.
yours truly
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