Character Name: Odila[o-dee-la] Valaya [vuh-lay-uh] Alvarson
Character Age: 17
School: Durmstrang
House: Bergen
Year: Seventh
Wand: 9 1/4" Cherry Wood, Crushed Fairy Wing Core, Quite Bendy
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual


Play-By: Fanny Maurer (aka Lady Diamond)
Hair Shade: Red/Brunette
Hair Style: Long, and in generally neat waves
Eye Color: Green
Build: Tall and thin
Dressing Style: Whatever shows off her lovely body art, and is within Durmstrang dressing parameters.


Likes:
+Tattoos
+Piercings
+Smoking
+The Outdoors
+Autumn
+Running
+Flying
+Crafts/Artsy
+Sven

Dislikes:
-People judging her on her appearance
-People judging her for being a werewolf
-Judge-ey people in general
-Early mornings
-Wolfsbane Potion
-Sven feeling guilty all the time
-Popcorn

Strengths:
+Physical strength (due to lycanthropy)
+Crafty
+Practical
+Sly
+Cunning
+Outspoken

Weaknesses:
-Night Owl
-The full moon
-Outspoken
-Proud
-Sven

Overall Personality: Odila is a very proud and outspoken person. She’s not afraid to share her thoughts, and verbally beat down anyone who disagrees with her. She’s a proud werewolf, and isn’t scared of admitting it. Wolfsbane tastes horrible to her, and she is highly dislikes taking the potion as opposed to the other werewolves in the pack. Odila is under the mind that she’s better off freeing the beast as it wants to be on the full moon. But often times, she will (with much chagrin) take the Wolfsbane potion so her brother (an animagi) can spend the full moon with her without fearing being eaten. Odila is incredibly sly and cunning; she is quite the wordsmith and can easily sway one’s thoughts with her talented, sneaky tongue.
Dee also enjoys art and crafty things. She loves working with her hands and creating something from nothing. She’s designed most of her and her brother’s tattoos, and she is currently working on a full arm sleeve for her right arm.


Father:Rorik Ulfric Alvarson
Mother: Yvonne Odette Alvarson [nee Erikson]
Siblings: Sven Rorik Alvarson [Seventeen;; Fraternal Twin]
Others: Noelle and Sebastien Rousseau [First Cousins]
Birth Place: Jonkoping, Sweden
Current Residence: Jonkoping, Sweden
Overall History:

On November 11th, 2006 twins Sven and Odila Alvarson were born to loving parents Yvonne and Rorik. Odila is the oldest, with Sven trailing her by eight minutes (she refuses to let him forget it, too). The two grew up in a wizarding family, both showing their skills at a young age. Their magic, it seemed, was stronger when the two were together, and often times created a hectic mess for Yvonne and Rorik. Sven and Odila were nigh inseparable as they grew up – they were as close as twins could get. Their lack of shared identical traits was made up for in their incredible bond. They were the true definition of twin telepathy.

One fateful day, nine years after their birth, the twins were home alone, their parents gone out on a date. The twins proved they were capable of looking after themselves, and would keep an eye out for each other. Really, the only reason Yvonne and Rorik agreed to such a thing was because every time they hired a sitter the twins would do everything within their power to drive them off (and drive one to madness… They really were not fond of mean, old Mrs. Ulrichstead). And so the twins were home alone, building pillow forts and watching television. Odila had wandered off to the kitchen to make some popcorn for their late night horror marathon, when she heard the sound of shattering glass coming from the living room. Odila rushed to the scene armed with just a skillet. The sight still shocks her to this day.

Standing in the middle of their home was a giant werewolf, who had teeth bared and was cornering Sven. In a rage, Odila attacked the werewolf with her frying pan, a successful attempt to distract the beast from her brother. Instead, he turned on her and attacked. With his given escape, Sven quietly fled the living room and returned with his dad’s shotgun. The little boy skillfully shot the beast, but it was too strong to be killed by the otherwise fatal shot. The werewolf, wounded and now scared, fled the scene. Sven rushed to his sister’s side, bleeding and in incredible pain, but alive. Paramedics quickly arrived on the scene, as they had been called in by the neighbors after the gunshot. Sven explained the ‘deranged wolf’ attack to them, and she was quickly carted away. He met up with his parents at the hospital at tearfully explained the situation to them in hushed tones. With some “persuasion” they transferred Odila to St. Mungo’s magical hospital. Her bite wounds were treated there, but they informed the rest of the family that hope for stopping infection would be ill-advised.

Odila was a werewolf.

As time went on the two healed, mentally and physically, but Sven was still so scarred from the incident. As a brother, his sole job was to protect his sister – and he failed her. Odila refuted this fervently, but nothing she could say would sway her brother’s mindset. She grew more comfortable and outspoken in her now beastly skin, while Sven turned inward to his shell. Odila didn’t hate him as he so much wanted to believe, she loved her lupine tendencies, and as estranged as it sounded she loved being a werewolf. She was grew out of her shell and allowed herself to enjoy life. The incident made her realize how precious life was, and that it shouldn’t be wasted. It could be over in a second. All Sven could think of was how he turned his sister into a monster.

The twins are now seventeen and attending Durmstrang Institute of Magic, with intent of furthering their education at the new secondary school, Aridorn. But they won’t leave Durmstrang without making it their most eventful year yet.


Alias: Aspen
Age: 18
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