_____ I was born in the year 1985 on October 27th on a full moon. Which makes it so that I'm turning Seventeen this year. As of now stand at five foot even, though with my usual two to three inch heels I'm at more of an average height. I am naturally blonde with gray-green eyes. My skin generally has a sun kissed, warm look to it even though I attend a northern European school for most of the year. With all the walking to get from class to class, I've maintained a shapely figure where my bust and hips are even and have an eight inch difference from my natural waist. I currently don't have any scars on my body and I don't expect or desire that to change anytime soon.
_____ As for the types of clothing I wear when I'm not in school uniform, I tend to be edging on the side of elegant and extremely fitted. Once I hit school age my grandparents insisted that I wore tailor made clothing and I found it was just easier to find things that I liked rather than fight them. As for accessories I do have a few little things I wear from time to time but I don't tend to have much on in that regard. My perfumes tend to be light in nature - hints of vanilla and lavender with a splash of a tropical flower. My makeup focuses mostly on the eyes with mascara and eyeliner while my lips can go anywhere from nude to rich red depending on my mood and the situation.
_____ Everything else I'll leave to your imagination.
_____I try to be kind and polite to people I don't even know. Especially if they aren't being back to me. I would rather take a jab at them in which they will only realize it was such a few minutes later when the argument is over. But trust me, I have a lot of passion inside. I just don't understand why people waste their time and energy on big exuberant displays. I would much rather spend my time quiet with friends, looking up at the night sky, watching fireworks, being cozy reading or book, listening to music, watching a "muggle" movie, or playing a game together.
_____I generally like getting my way. However, I recognize that I can't always have it instantly. Instead, I have found ways to work through the systems to get what I need done. If that means working through a situation with unconventional methods then I will do it. Potentially because of that, I have been told on occasion that I can be quite the mischief maker. I suppose if you reading restricted books while in school and helping others do the same as something mischievous, then yes I am. I like doing what I like to do and seeing what I want to see accomplished. To that end I will do whatever it takes to fulfill my own desires because there's no one else in the world that could do that better than myself. To me this goes hand in hand with the form of cunning I have. I don't expect instant gratification even if I might like that once in a while. As such, I'm good at dedicating myself to whatever task I put myself towards. This could be something as simple as reading or book or it could be had difficult as forging my own path. Whatever it is I will find a way to achieve my goal.
_____Once the line has been crossed with me I've found out that I don't forgive very easily. I've seen people left and right fight with their friends and then it seems as though they forgive and forget. That's not what you get with me. Which means that I don't like taking risks. The risks that I do take I have already weighed the consequences. If I think it's something that will seriously get me in trouble for the rest of my future, I'm probably not going to do it. Perhaps because of my dislike to take risks there are some parts of myself that I find hard to share. All the parts I keep behind a collected face, what I truly feel, and pretty much all my childhood are things I keep to myself. If I'm hurting you won't know, if I'm having a problem you're most likely not going to hear it from my lips.
_____It's not that I'm lacking confidence in the usual way; I lack confidence in my relationships with others. I grew up without my grandparents for the youngest years of my childhood because they wanted nothing to do with my parents or my brother and I until I proved beyond a measure of a doubt that I was magically gifted. There approval is something, for some reason, that I crave and I feel as though if I stumble I'll loose it. It's the same with every other person I meet - if I show them anything beyond what they want to see, if I fail too often or I don't push myself, I will loose all credibility. Since I push myself so hard I would have to say that my creative problem solving skills have dwindled over the last few years. I can't seem to think of new things or new solutions, anything I learn now is almost like someone else had learned it. I can slowly gain new skills but I can't seem to find new things to apply them to. If I could get a good night's sleep that might help...but at this point I doubt it. Life will go on but I don't know if there's anything I can contribute to the magical world anymore no matter how hard I try.
Accents: For a lot of my childhood, I grew up in a part of the United States of America where I got to hear a lot of different accents. I have picked up on most of them. As time went on and I traveled with my grandparents, I also heard a lot of European accents as well. It may seem a bit weird, but I've developed a liking for them.
Sweets: My particular favorites are fruit flavored sweets. Not the overly sugared kind that can be found in most kid's candies (those are good at times too) but the true flavors that come with a more mature audience. In fact, you could just hand me a bowl of freshly picked berries and I would love that.
Warmth: In a very snake-like fashion, I like warmth. This can be from a fireplace, a warm blanket, or even cuddling with someone. There's nothing better than snuggling down with a friend in front of the fireplace as we both sip on some warm butterbeer.
Colors: I don't believe that I should have to pick such a thing as a favorite color. I like many different colors for many different things. I just don't generally like mixing too many of them together in a small space.
Favorite flower: Roses are way too overdone in my opinion. As are many flowers that people try to give to their loved ones. My favorite flower is the poinsettia; beautiful in any color and poisonous.
Hobbies: I enjoy a few other things. It seems that no matter what I do I can't get away from my habit of researching muggle born family trees as they had to have descended from a magical bloodline at some point in their history; I want to know which bloodlines married into non-magical families the most often.
_____ My Amortentia potion scent isn't one thing in particular, it's more like moments in life. It is the scent of a clean meadow and warm earth on a day when it is both perfectly warm yet has just rained and there's this vaguely ethnic food scent in the air that you can never place.
_____ The ideal job will probably seem like I'm trying to over reach. I would love to be able to start my own school; something a little different from these very traditional ones that the world seems to have. I want to be able to take a personal hand in helping a lot of kids find who they are and the unique strengths they have without having to separate them into houses. If we want to grow strong as a community there shouldn't be something as silly as segregation based on where someone laid their head down to sleep.
_____ My perfect match would probably seem a little too cliche for you. I do hold tradition in high regard and as such, my first requirement does start with them being from a wizarding family. If I am ever going to have children I will give them every advantage in this world that I can. Second is that he has to be able to hold his composure; if he spouts off yelling at everyone then there is no way we're going to get along. I'd also prefer someone to be taller than me...not that, that is very hard. And considering that procreation would generally be something that happens in the future he would need to be attractive enough to inspire some lust. Though average looks can definitely be compensated for if they are accomplished or witty. It would be nice to be able to hold a conversation. I also need someone who's secure in themselves - I will keep my last name thank you very much. And if they want to take it as well to avoid our child having a very long name that works for me. The last thing I need in my life is a man who assumes that I will play a subservient role even in something like my name. I refuse; I need an equal, not a master.
Loud Music: Music has a time and a place but if I'm trying to concentrate on studying, one of the worst things is having someone playing obviously loud music near by.
Boasting: If you have to go around saying that you're the best all the time then obviously you're not actually the best. Those who are don't have to tell people they are. It is proven through their deeds. As such, I tend to find it annoying when people boast about their accomplishments at every chance they get. Probably why I never cared enough to understand Quidditch...the players I've met have turned me off of the game.
Bland food: Food can be spicy, savory, sweet, or anything in between. But please don't hand me some plain mash potatoes and expect me to love them. I grew up in New Orleans, need I say more?
Prejudice: One might think that because I belong in Slytherin and that I came from a pureblood family, that this would be something I hold in regard. I would like to point out right now that, that way of thinking is prejudice as well. Just because I like the idea of all magic families doesn't mean that I can't see the merit of having witches and wizards from the non-magic community as well. Anyone who can't see past their own preferences just isn't secure with who they are as a person.
_____ I am afraid that I will not live up to the standards that my family set. In this world it is already hard to forge a path to walk on, without my family helping me along the way it would have been impossible. I'm afraid that if I stumble, if I'm thought too weak like my parents were, then my grandparents will leave me to be ripped apart by fate. I have to stay strong. I have to prove to be exceptional. I'm afraid of the consequences if I'm not.
_____ Falling in love terrifies me. I don't mind playing at love but to actually be a fool in its grip frightens me. I have seen people lose their head and wits, I have watched girls change everything about themselves because they fancied themselves in love. I'm afraid that like a disease that one day I will do that same thing. Especially if it means breaking the ideals I have or the criteria I would hold a feature mate to. I have to be wise for my future children, not a fool in love.
_____ Being forgot also seems like a fate worse than death. Sure, we can come back as ghosts but what would it all mean if no one remembered what we had done in life? Mortality is already a frightening concept as it is; the idea that we made no difference in the world makes the future a bit too bleak for my tastes.
_____ My Boggart might end up turning into everyone's fear once it transforms into mine. Above all other physical things, I do have something I'm afraid of. It's haunted my dreams like nothing else. There's a creature, I don't even know if it's a real one, in there that swims underneath murky waters almost like a snake. Its able to surround a boat as it's being pulled through the mist and devour all inhabitants. Like the stories of a leviathan. It's been in my dreams since I was a little girl...and is probably why I refused to learn to swim.
_____ It is probably because of my inability to swim and my childhood dream monster that I don't like water. It's not all water, per say. I just don't like water that I can't see everything inside of it, or see the bottom. It makes me feel quiet edgy and yet some part of me really wants to wade into it. It's like the feeling of knowing that there's a killer on the other side of the door but some unearthly force drives you through it anyways. As such, you can imagine why I try to avoid the Black Lake at all costs.
My wand is 7 inches long. It's made of rigid alder with powdered Occamy scale and shell with a dark stained finish. I got this wand when my grandparents hired a wand maker. They spent the whole day making sure that the raw ingredients were attuned to my magic - or so they claimed. I suppose they were correct because my patronus is also an Occamy, though it's actually very difficult for me to use in a fully corporeal form.
One thing became very clear from a young age to me - I had an aptitude for wandless magic. That isn't to day that I was perfect at it from day one. It just means that I never became reliant on my wand once I entered school, I suppose like the Occamy that makes up my wand or my patronus that I'm more adaptable than that. However, wandless magic is no where near as precise as magic that you can use with a wand. It's not like you can cast strong charms or other spells with wandless magic. It's just that I can move things without my wand, activate certain magical objects, or set things on fire. The issue with this is the fact that, much like a child first expressing their abilities, that my magic still seems to have a mind of it's own when I'm overly emotional. I tend to avoid getting into stressful situation so that I don't accidentally break the restriction for underage wizardry because of that.
I come from a long line of witches and wizards from both sides of my family. I do not have any non-magical ancestors as far as I know of. Nor do we have any non-human beings in our immediate family tree. To summarize my magical history you could say that I'm a pureblood.
_____The Darkthorne family is over a thousand years old. It's origins are within the confines of Northern Europe and are, of itself, a combined of two houses. It is said that Magnus Thorne, a respected wizard of his time, saw the plight of his non-magic anglo saxon neighbors during the time where Viking raids were fairly regular. During one of the most brutal sieges, Magnus Thorne took it upon himself to reclaim some of the people stolen and forced into slavery. He promised that he would return them to their homes safe and sound. Magnus set out to do just that. When he'd exacted what he believed to be justice on the clan that had taken so many of his neighbors, he found that hidden among them was a wizarding family. Among the bodies of her slain parents was a young woman, age 12. Feeling remorse for acting so hastily, Magnus took this young woman (Myrkr) under his protection. As she blossomed into a woman he married her. Instead of taking his name entirely as he requested, the woman refused. Magnus compromised and promised that any child they bore together would have both of their names. This seemed to placate the woman and she passed this name on to her child. However, his happiness only lasted so long as it took the woman to see that her child was due to inherit everything that Magnus had gained. As soon as he was in a vulnerable state, Myrkr avenged her family by placing a deadly curse on the man that had killed them - her husband.
_____Eric Myrkr-Thorne inherited his father's lands and wealth. Under the tutelage of some of Magnus' closest friends, Eric soon came to see that his mother's violent behaviors to their neighbors couldn't be tolerated for long. He took her wand and locked her away both for her own safety and others. The horrible reputation that his family acquired due to his mother's actions, however, couldn't be reversed. In fact by the time that he had a few children of his own, many of the other witches and wizards believed that he too practiced dark magic. Eric did not dignify their accusations with any response, which would later prove to be a mistake.
_____When his daughter was thirteen years old, she was found practicing the craft by two wizarding brothers. Knowing her family's so called reputation at the time they tormented her calling her the Dark Thorne, a play on her grandmother's chosen name of Myrkr. She returned home badly hurt and it ignited her father's anger especially as a child had been conceived during that torment. Eric found the young wizards who had done such a thing to his daughter and tortured them. During their torture they were tormented over and over again that it was done at the hands of a Dark Thorne, a reminder for why they were suffering. His rage wasn't abated so he took it out on their families as well for having raised such men. Upon their deaths, Eric officially changed his and his family's last name to Darkthorne as a warning to the world. He continued to pick off their extended family, save for his own daughter's child borne at their doing, until he was eventually stopped by none other than Merlin.
_____Isolde Darkthorne, Eric's daughter, truly took to heart what had happened to not only her father but her grandmother. She vowed to raise her child, though it was ill conceived, with as much love and goodness as she could. It was hard to do as a young witch but she managed to do so. The bloodlust seemed to have died out of their line as no other member was known to practice the Dark Arts since then.
_____ The first notable figure in the Le'fay family was born to the Duke of Cornwall, Gorlois, and Lady Igraine. Her name was Morgan Le'Fay. Morgan lived a pleasant life and greatly mourned the loss of her father when she was a child. When she was a very young woman, she bore witness to her mother marrying yet another wizard. Feeling that her father had all but been forgotten, Morgan left before she even found out the name of her step father or that she would gain a brother out of that union until much later. She isolated herself from her family as she learned the magical arts. However, that didn't mean she was isolated from the rest of the wizarding community. In fact, she played a part in numerous events that would shape the wizarding world. This included earning a crown and ruling over the Island of Avalon.
_____ As a young witch at the height of her power, Morgan was not easily impressed and turned down various suitors. But there was something about Arthur Pendragon that caught her attention. Out of their numerous nights of passion, a child was conceived. It wasn't until Morgan asked Arthur to marry her that she found out not only was he engaged...but he was her half-brother. Enraged by the cruel hand that fate had dealt her, Morgan lashed out. She turned against her half brother and taught her son, Mordred, to hate him as well.
_____ Over the coarse of twenty years, Morgan's heart hardened and darkened. This darkness spread to all reaches of the community as she started to harm anyone (the wizarding or those of non-magic backgrounds alike) for even the slightest of insults. Eventually she too was brought down by Merlin. In her last act, however, Morgan was able to save her only son's life.
_____Mordred's hatred of Merlin and Arthur continued to grow as he was left alone in the world. He inherited the island of Avalon by birthright and sealed the ownership to his mother's bloodline. He married a witch that he met while attending Hogwarts and fathered a few children before his hatred finally presented itself. His last act in this world was to slay Arthur Pendragon, but he died in the battle as well as a result. His children scattered to the four corners of the world fearing retribution for their father's actions. The eldest child named Morgan after his grandmother disowned his siblings for dishonoring their heritage by pretending that they did not have magic and for marrying into the non-magical world.
_____This Morgan kept toeing the line of dark magic but never actually delved into it. Eventually he too died, but he was the first one in his family to have done so as an old man. Centuries later his children migrated to the new world as they had grown sick of wizards needing to hide in plain sight. Unfortunately, their descendants soon found that the non-magical community had taken over the wilderness in North America as well. They moved back to Europe around the same time that the non-magical community had created the first airplane.
____ I was born from two old, pure blood families who came together in a unique way. You see, both of my parents are both practically squibs who were primarily kept away from society as they were still considered a disgrace to most purebloods. Neither of them could even do wand based magic, though they could see everything a witch and wizards sees and they could still create potions or fly. So technically they weren't squibs but their magical aptitude for spells and charms was non-existent. Which is why when they met it was through a mutual interest of both families to try and tie up loose ends, so to say. When my mother did indeed get pregnant, they decided to move away from the United Kingdom and the family that was ashamed of them. They settled in New Orleans so you could say that I'm not only influenced by my European family but by the general Creole culture that formed in this unique city as well.
____ Living in the area with a high Voodoo culture, both show for the non-magical people and real for the wizarding population, and an annual Marti Gras made childhood very interesting. I got to see magical influences outside of the scope of European magic; cultures much older than the first spell books. By the time I was four years old, I had already shown more magical promise than either of my parents combined. The fact that my first big magical event was setting off an entire firework collection during Marti Gras when I was five years and five months old was pretty understandable. The fact that the firework dragon ended up chasing people down the street is what my parents took affront to. What they didn't understand was that those people had been the ones to poke and laugh at my brother and I during kindergarden.
____ You could say this was the triggering event for when my grandparents (the Darkthornes) finally stepped in. They took charge of my education by getting me private tutors. I learned the fundamentals about magic from all over the world, just barely skirting around wizarding laws about under age magic in the United Kingdoms and the United States. I also starting learning the basics in reading and mathmatics that I would need to know. My grandparents introduced me to the wizarding society back in Europe. I started by meeting the few, thin branches of the family that I had left. With my mother's parents and that family line dead, all family that I have left is from my father's side. The first family that I met was from my grandmother - her twin sister had a granddaughter named Odette. We got along as well as could be expected of two five year olds. As the week progressed we got along better and better.
____ I traveled all over the world and saw many different forms of magic. I watched other kids transform into animals in Africa, the rigorous training that Japanese witches and wizards went through, and numerous other cultures who didn't rely on wand skills. I didn't feel so isolated while visiting them, I didn't feel so foolish for just thinking the wand was just another tool like a broom or something. I even spent a few semesters as a part time day-witch student at other schools, keeping contact with my family tutors in order to keep up with the different cultural and language expectations of the students. These schools enforced different standards and different expectations for magic. Not all of them favored wand based magic either which seemed to suit me just fine; I never lost touch with that spark that all young witches and wizards have when their magic first appears. Wandless magic was draining, and it was less precise, but it felt more natural to me than watching people wave around their wands. It also helped that all of the subjects I was tutored on and took classes in before I was eleven was based around subjects that didn't require a wand.
____ I received my Hogwarts letter during the summer before I turned eleven. This was arranged by my grandfather Darkthorne, who works on for the United Kingdom's educational division of the ministry, and my grandmother, who works in the ministry for foreign affairs. They made sure that I got everything I wanted when I visited Diagon Ally...everything except a pet. After all the school supplies were gathered we went to a custom wand maker and had all the ingredients picked based on compatibility. I ended up with my seven inch alder with quite the unusual core - powdered occamy and shell scale. Even as young as I was I knew that my grandparents expected so much of me. I didn't know how I would meet their expectations.
____ I started out at Hogwarts like any other student, I suppose, regardless of my upbringing and personal quirks - with a letter. When I got onto the train at ten (turning eleven mind you) I was nervous. I ended up finding an old friend there and started talking with him. Apparently something in my non-British accent caught the attention of another student. We became good acquaintances based on the fact that we both were raised in the United States of America. Or at least that's what I told them...it wasn't a complete lie, I did spend the first five years in America and I stayed a few months out of the year with my parents. When I got to Hogwarts I was sorted into Slytherin even though the hat seriously debated putting me in Ravenclaw. I suppose I straddle both lines. But I'd heard about Slytherin and it didn't seem fair that they were the target of such hate based on a reputation that most of them couldn't help. So I decided that I was going to do my best to change that from the inside. If people hate purebloods extremists for hating muggles, then why wasn't it that other houses were hated on for hating Slytherins? Anyways, that's where I ended up and I haven't looked back since.
____ Originally my grandparents had bought me gorgeous quills and ink well sets, but I quickly found out that those were impractical. So I'd sent a owl to my parents (who had a relay system set up at my grandparent's house) requesting mechanical pencils and pens. Unfortunately I found out quickly that pencils do not write on parchment very well so I stuck with pens. People around me seemed to find the way they wrote strange, because unlike using a quill and ink the lines were very small. I also found out that teachers didn't care to read it as they still had a hard time appearing. So eventually I switched over to cartridge pens that wrote like any quill, only much more evenly and without the need for an inkwell. Of course, I do carry around spare ink cartridges in case my pen runs out but it's less messy than an inkwell. Anyways, academically, my main passion is charms. Which was really strange seeing as I didn't seem to have the innate connection and near affection for my wand like the other students; the tool that made most charms more accurate. As I technically lived in America, and MACUSA doesn't allow underage witches and wizards to carry a wand, I had to leave my wand with my grandparents for safe keeping at the end of every academic year.
____ Once I hit fifth year I found myself taking many more classes than my fellow students. I struggled but I managed to keep up and keep my grades up; this was around the time when I started to decline in the amount of sleep I was able to get a day. The stress from wasting my time was no doubt what started my dreams to plague me. Once I took my OWLS I decided to drop some of the extra classes. I knew that I would not be able to keep going the way I had been. Regardless of dropping the classes, I talked with the teachers to help improve my independent studies over the summer. Now it's my last year of Hogwarts and I have no idea what I'm going to do once I've finished school. That fear and anxiety is no doubt what's causing my sleepless nights now.
Mom is the plant crazy lady you always see trying to do organic things. Except what you don't see is that she's also raising things like mandrakes as well as a whole assortment of magical herbs as well. She sells to both no-maj and magical alike and makes sure to take great care which plant strain goes to which shop. Can't have any poor human getting the screaming type of mandrake after all. While her organizational skills are on top, her cooking is not. Do not eat anything from her unless it's a salad...not even a sandwhich.
My father compliments my mother very well. Where as she grows the herbs and plants, he uses them for potions. In fact, he's one of the largest distributors of potions in North America. Never mind that he can't even cast a levitation spell to save his life; this man makes brewing Liquid Luck look easy. He's one of the only licensed people in our area for many of the different regulated potions as well. And unlike my mom it's safe to eat anything he whips up in the kitchen. In fact, I encourage you to do that. This man, this beautiful father of mine, makes things that taste divine.
He is younger than me be just nine minutes, however it might as well have been a few years. Stephan's magical potential didn't show up till he was a little after nine when he accidentally hovered in the air after jumping over a kid while playing soccer. Mom and dad made up a story that he'd been practicing ballet as a MACUSA agent altered people's memories to keep things under wraps. He's hopeless at charms and transfiguration, even simple cleaning spells get out of hand for him. I think he lacks the focus. He is good with anything he can get his hands on - potions, herbology, care of magical creatures, and sports. He has yet to meet a physical activity that he doesn't excel at be it magical or nonmagical. That is probably why he was recruited to the American Quidditch team in his forth year and transferred to Ilvermorny to be able to play. He practices while at the school and over the holidays. At least he found something he was good at, I was starting to get worried for him.
Now, my grandmother is a kind of woman you don't see very often. She's very active in everything. She's the one who has arranged practically my entire life. She plans everything even more than I do. She's also the one who's a little more avid on the blood purity thing though she hides it behind charm and smiles. Though her take on blood purity may be different - as long as it's born of magic as far as the eye can see, it's better than being a muggle. I have a feeling that it wasn't always that way, that she wasn't always that lenient. She's also been trying to work on setting up a magic prep school for those who are born from non-magical parents. That way they can become "cultured" and lose some of their 'nonsensical' ideas as she calls it before integrated them into the main schools. Seeing as she's in the ministry it might just happen. Only time will tell.
My grandfather is part of the board that runs Hogwarts. He may seem like the most laid back person you meet only so long as you don't take in his posture, his clothes, you know things like that. And if you make the assumption that he's okay with muggle borns based on the fact that he has advocated for their education in the past...you'd be both right and wrong. He is fine with them so long as they stay out of wizarding family bloodlines. I've heard him say that once a hundred years of a magic has gone through their roots to nourish their tree then maybe, maybe they'd be acceptable but only if each generation has proven themselves to be exceptional. He has the whole idea of separate and almost equal thing going on though he will never treat them inhumanely.
My mom has no memories of her, only a picture and a portrait. Unfortunately the portrait does not seem at all interested in being around very often nor talking, which I suppose is a reflection on the kind of mother that she was. All I know of her was that her portrait was painted by a talented magical artist shortly after she gave birth to my mom. I've read from my grandfather's journal that she fell out of love with him around the same time that the painting had been finished. They agreed on a legal separation that led to a divorce. Not too long after that, I found one entry stating that she'd taken up with another man, though the name had been scratched out. I remember reading that he'd put her under the imperious curse for one reason or another. History leaves off with her breaking free of his curse after a month and killing him before being sent to Azkaban.
Every thing I hear about her is in epic tales. I've read about how she was the greatest healer of her time and possibly even compared to the healers now a days. I've read about how she was a raven animagi. There are a lot of little things about her in history but there's never something deep and impacting. It's almost as though they tried to erase her and yet never managed to scrub the board clean enough. My guess as to why that is, is that after she was well established as a healer and kick a** witch she delved too far into the Dark Arts. Something changed in her character and then she became what the witches and wizards of the time feared. Kind of like an ancient Voldemort where Merlin became Harry. And you know what they say - he accomplished great things, terrible but great. Morgan Le'Fay must have done some great and terrible things for the majority of her life to be left to just a few simple facts.
This man was known to have been a good and fair ruler. He ruled over Camelot, a land which has seemingly been lost to time, and was great personal friends with Merlin - perhaps the most famous wizard of all time. Those without magical heritage believe that he was just a normal (but just) man; it's only those who delve into our history realize that he was a wizard as well. He just wasn't nearly as accomplished at magic as Merlin was and so all accounts of him focus on his character instead of ability. The only thing I can say is that it's no easy feat to maintain anything for a long period of time much less a kingdom. So well done but you still ******** up in the end. Or was that in the beginning.... Still without his and Morgan's accidental incestuous relationship I wouldn't exist.
I'm not quite sure where he went wrong. It could have been as his mother became darker and darker or it could have been a random chance. From what I understand of him though he had good intentions but he went about them wrong. He saw the lackluster state that Camelot had become when Arthur was distracted and he saw the corruption. However, he seemed to believe that meant that it was his time to change it and rule over the land; he tried to assert that by force and failed. Basically he was his own worst enemy and is a lesson to all young witches and wizards wanting to change the world all on their own.
