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1/1/2011

27,4 cm yew wood and unicorn hair

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✧Appearance✧

Jack quite short for his age, with a skinny build. His skin is pale with a faint coat of freckles and his eyes and hair are dull and brown. The hair has a slight wave to it. His eyebrows are dark and bushy, they’re shaped in a way that gives him a permanent expression of slight boredom or concern. His ears point slightly outwards, only adding to the childish look. He speaks with a rather prominent Irish accent.

✧Personality✧

Jack is very mischievous and takes any opportunity to break the rules. Sarcasm makes up a big part of his personality and he always finds a way to sneak it in.
He gets angry a little too easily sometimes and his mischievousness easily turns into recklessnesses. He’s also horrible when it comes to losing, he takes his pride very seriously. He won’t hesitate to make up a white lie or two to save his own skin.
He’s very inventive and decently smart. But he despises sitting still almost as much as he despises reading so he doesn’t really make good use of his wits. Because of this he does not have good grades in school and he’s pretty bad at all things magic related. His strengths lie in physical activities like being fast, strong and generally athletic.
Jack is bilingual and speaks swedish, due to his father being from Sweden.

✧Biography✧

He grew up in a fairly rich Pureblood household. The family consists of his mother Aravis and his father Ivar. Jack also has a three years older big brother by the name of Noah who he looks up to, but at the same time envies. The family owns a house elf called Dizzy.
They all live together in an unusually tall manor made of stone located in the Irish Wicklow Mountains. The property has been in the father’s side of the family’s possession for centuries. Surrounding the house there’s a large and well maintained garden guarded by sturdy iron fencing.
Jack has his own horse in a little barn just outside of their home. A big dutch draft called Quinn. She’s what you call a blue roan in color. He often takes her out on trail rides. Noah has a horse too called Archer, he has a dappled grey coat.
The parents are blood supremacists which has of course led both Noah and Jack down that same path. But Jack does not care as much as the rest of them due to his rebelliousness.
The Father’s side of the family is from Ireland, it’s where the name Ace came from. The mother’s side of the family is from Sweden, her last name was originally Svärd.

✧Relationships✧

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Lilly Scott | childhood and family friend
Alma Stoll | friend
Finnegan Connor | friend
Colin McCoire | friend

✧First Instance of Magic✧

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(Please don’t read this, it’s very stupid. I will be editing it soon.)

Jack had always been really jealous of his brother, he hated how Noah always outshone him in every single little thing. It was only natural considering the age gap between them, but that didn’t matter to Jack.

Their lives slowly but surely became one giant competition. Who could make their bed the fastest? Who could run the farthest without having to stop? Who could finish dinner the fastest? Who could scream the loudest? Jack kept on trying and trying but to no avail. Noah always ended up on top no matter what. He’d shrug it off and tell Jack “I’m sure you’ll learn too one day, when you’re older”.

One fateful day when Jack was about seven, he decided that enough was enough and things had to change. He sat down to think of a plan. They had already done several tree climbing competitions. But what if instead, he climbed up the house? That would be a really impressive and unbeatable accomplishment. It was a ridiculously dangerous idea and Jack knew that. Their house was at least seven stories tall and a fall from that height would instantly kill any six year old. No, he wasn’t actually gonna do it, it’s just what he’d tell Noah. His real plan was to go to the very top floor and climb out of one of the windows. From there he could easily pull himself up and onto the roof. And when all was said and done he’d sit there and wait for Noah to spot him. Noah would attempt to climb up, but fail, and Jack would finally be the winner. It was a foolproof plan.

But sometimes things are easier said than done, and this was one of those times. The first challenge presented itself when the window wouldn’t open. He had to fiddle with it for quite a while before it gave in. The second challenge arose when he had to somehow pull himself up onto the slanted roof. That too was resolved once Jack figured out that he could use the shutter as a kind of ladder. His plan was successful and all that remained was to wait. Jack laid down and rested the back of his head in his hands, a smug little grin plastered on his face.

No more than ten minutes had passed before he heard the front door click open. It was his mother yelling for him.

“Where are you Jack? This isn’t funny. Is this another one of your games again?”

Jack didn’t want to reveal his position quite yet, Noah was the one who needed to see him and not her.

His mother let out a frustrated grunt.

“Six year olds really aren’t supposed to be alone and unsupervised like this. Noah dear, will you look for him outside please? It’s almost time for dinner.”

This peaked Jack’s interest. As soon as he heard the door close shut and he was sure Noah was outside, he excitedly sat up and yelled Noah’s name. But in his excitement he sat up to fast. And in the blink of an eye he had slid down the edge of the roof. Jack’s heart dropped. He desperately tried to grip onto something, anything, but it was already too late. He closed his eyes. Everything felt like it was happening in slow motion.

A second or two passed before Jack realized that it wasn’t just a trick of the mind. He really was falling in slow motion. Confused, he opened his eyes and saw that he hadn’t even passed the window he had used yet. In fact, he was just in height with it. It was still open so all he had to do was to grab onto the windowsill and pull himself back in. And that’s exactly what he did.

After catching his breath for a second he turned around to look out the window. Jack locked eyes with a speechless Noah. He just stood there, staring at Jack, mouth wide open. Jack could just barely hold back a laugh.

“I don’t suppose you can fly, can you? I’m sure you’ll learn too one day, when you’re older”

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Abilities:
N/A

Stats:
Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 7 | Strength: 7 | Wisdom: 4 | Arcane Power: 4 | Accuracy: 6

Items:
N/A

Spells known:
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Potions known:
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