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Full Character Name: Tyr Brunn
Character Birthday & Age: December 25th 1992 (16)
City & Country of Birth: Kebnekaise, Sweden (Slopes of); Grew up in St. Petersburg, Russia
Pureblood, Halfblood or Muggleborn: Pureblood
House & Year: Durmstrang, 6th Year;  Zufrieden

Wand: 9in, Pine, Springy; Dragons' heartstring

Physical Description:
Tyr is many things, and few of them have effected him positively. Born a few weeks early, Tyr is naturally rather small - he stands at 5'6 and doesn't seem likely to grow much more. He has a thin, reedy frame that is moderately muscular, not that anyone can tell. His clothes always seem too big on him, and his expression is one of perpetual, hopeless politeness.

He has deep olive skin and mousy brown hair, and a dash of freckles across his nose. His hair is neat and cut close to his head, the longest strands being only about an inch in length. It's naturally wavy, and at its current length tends to get a bit wild if not tended or brushed. His eyes are a bright golden color.

Tyr's face - like his body - is rather delicate. He has full lips, a small mouth, and high cheekbones; his eyes are large and have thick eyelashes. He's good looking in a general sort of way - and easily identified as a boy - but he's also clearly the bottom of the social hierarchy and knows it. His really only remarkable physical feature is the runic tattoos on his throat,  usually hidden underneath his uniform. Part of an experiment by his father, they're intended to increase the power of his spoken spells, but seem to have had little effect.

Tyr's typical body language is understated. He sits very uniformly, walks with his hands clasped, and tends to stand with his hands crossed politely in front of him. He rarely looks directly at people, and usually smiles quite a bit - in a kind of hopeless way. He never raises his voice if he can avoid it, and usually talks with a neutral, respectful tone. He comes across to most as someone who'd love to be invisible, and often is - his submissive and shy manner making people ignore him. He also tends to come across as easy to beat up, with predictable results at a school like Durmstrang - bruises and cuts aren't unusual visitors to his features.

Personality Description:
Quiet sums up Tyr, as far as the outside world is concerned. He's a small, mousy sort, and matches his looks in personality. He rarely speaks unless spoken to, and almost never raises his voice. Tyr is a natural loner, and doesn't seem to seek out people. He tends to become nervous and anxious - even slightly panicky - in crowds, and so avoids them.  He prefers to spend his time in the greenhouses, or working with animals, or playing the piano - whatever he does, he does alone or with only a single person sitting nearby.

Tyr is - as his fellow students found out very quickly - very submissive. He seems utterly spineless and will almost never defend himself physically or verbally, and tends to try and make himself useful so as to avoid conflict with others. He's polite to everyone, as well - even when they're attacking him. Of course, this just tends to make anyone bullying him hit him harder, or assume he's stupid. He tends to smile a lot, in a polite and hopeless sort of way.

To friends - that is, those he seems to have - he's much more cheerful, but still submissive and in the low role. He treats his friends more as authority figures he respects rather than equals; in fact, he almost never treats anyone as his equal, and automatically assumes a polite and formal role. Casual is not a word that ever seems to describe him.

Tyr's inner workings are starkly different from his quiet, servile exterior - unfortunately for him, even this interior isn't entirely his true self. He allows himself to wallow in his bad experiences, keeping his feelings towards people dark and morbid. This makes it a lot easier to cope with the tasks he's often asked to do, and allows him to enjoy them - after all, getting his boot into people who thought he was harmless has something of a twisted satisfaction to it.

He can be vengeful, but for the most part simply doesn't let himself worry about moral issues. Life is smoother if he glides through it on his dislike, after all. He simple does as he's told, or as the situation dictates.

In full reality, Tyr is a boy trapped - raised for a life he doesn't want, while likely unable to pursue his own interests, he chose early on to quietly submit rather than fight it, as the adults in his life overpowered any arguments of his. Deep down, his darker acts do bother him and he genuinely likes a few people - but he's afraid of embracing those emotions, unsure as his future is. No one has called him out to make him face these conflicts, and so he tries  desperately to ignore them.


History:
Tyr's family, the Brunns, were once quite a force to be reckoned with in Sweden. His family line boasts revolutionary enchanters, an Order of Merlin, the inventor of the Mostly Portable Expandable House, and other names wizards across Europe remembered.

Until 250 years ago, anyway. A rash of daughters and squibs - and single sons - caused the once large family to narrow and narrow, their fortune married away in dowries, their accomplishments forgotten as Squibs stained the name of their line and their inclination towards producing Parseltongues faded. Now his father, Vendel, is the last Brunn left...and by extention, Tyr is too, as Vendel's only son.

Tyr's parents, Vendel and Freja, were not well off money wise. What they had was connections and a longterm alliance with other powerful families - namely, the Grummans of Russia. They'd often intermarried with scions of the Grumman line, until the last century saw no daughters and only single sons. His father was a long time friend and associate of Orfeo Grumman, Vendel feeling indebted to Orfeo - owing him, as Vendel believed, a true blood debt. He chose to swear his line would serve the Grummans, out of respect for Orfeo.

It was in this duty to the Grummans that Vendel and Freja suffered. When Tyr was 6 years old, Orfeo was murdered by assailants unknown. Determined to find those who had killed his old friend, Vendel went on a hunt that utterly consumed him, and his wife went with him. Tyr was left at the Grumman's mansion in St. Petersburg.

The Brunns, unfortunately, got too close to Orfeo's murderers; ambushed, Freja was killed, and Vendel nearly killed. Vendel's injuries were so extensive even the best healers couldn't restore him; he lost one leg, and lost the use of the other, half his face was more or less destroyed, and his ability to use magic was all but lost. Vendel was alive, but rendered an invalid - useless to those he wished to serve and helpless to fulfill his own lust for revenge.

Grief-striken over his wife and enraged at his state of living, Vendel turned to his only option for revenge and to repay his debt to the Grummans - his son. He chose when Tyr was 6 years old to make the boy into his successor, and to this day will not hear a word against this idea from anyone, least of all Tyr.

Tyr's young childhood was more or less nonexistant, then. He grew up in the Grumman home in St. Petersburg, trained from a young age in the principles of magic, in the ways of crime and in the ideals his father wanted him to hold. Unfortunately for Vendel, his son wasn't ideal for this - his small size and naturally shy nature made it hard for the boy to pick up what his father wanted him to learn. He took to his music lessons easily, but struggled in his other studies.

The choice of Durmstrang for his schooling was obvious; however, Vendel wasn't going to let his son not learn how to be an effective servant. Tyr was sent to Durmstrang with the strict orders - both from Vendel and the Grummans - to uncover and inform them of the goings-on of the various pureblood families whose children were at school with him. It was both a real job and a test.

Tyr and Durmstrang have never gotten on. Despite his growing resentment, Tyr hated the crowds and had severe difficulty socialising with the children - having never really been around others his own age. His quiet and reserved nature - and small stature - made him a quick target, and this only made the issue worse.

He took quickly to Herbology, however, and did well in his Spellwork classes. Tyr did well in most classes, in fact. But as the year progressed he slowly built what most think of as his personality; he turned quiet, polite and smilely...and obedient. He found quite quickly that seeming stupid and harmless let him get further than trying to resist the other boys, and so quickly found it suited his job best. It was easy to form the mask, after all - it was more or less the same attitude he wore when his father was around.

Tyr didn't only have issues with students, however; teachers at Durmstrang demoted him to Dreg towards the end of his first year in the hope it'd more or less force him to grow a spine. The Dregs had the opposite effect; Tyr found the easiest way to survive was to become even smaller on the social sense, until Tyr more or less defined the bottom rung of Durmstrang's social ladder.

Returning home a dreg didn't sit well with his father, who simply put him to work on his studies over the summer. As the years at Durmstrang wore on, Tyr took more and more to Herbology and music, as both let him get away from people and be by himself. His father also started trying to teach him Legiliemcy and Occulemency.  Tyr took quickly to the basics, but to this day has never managed to use the skill successfully; his father only finally have up this last summer.

His second year saw him bouncing between the Zufrieden and the Dregs, and so did his third. His third year turned out to be a good year for Tyr, however; he made a friend.

A friend isn't accurate, of course. As a Dreg, he was dragged outside on a Saturday to assist some of the Obertiels during an excersize, and he was assigned to help out Magdelana Eisenberg. The Headmaster's granddaughter found Tyr's obedient nature amusing at first - finding it rather funny that he'd do as she told him without question. As the months went on, though, they eventually grew together...that is, she found him useful enough to keep him around.

Being Magdalena's servant had advantages, the most noticeable of which being that his bullies now had to worry about her displeasure if they beat him up. As time went on, he also found himself in the circles he'd been ordered to infiltrate - the Obertiels. Hardly an Obertiel himself, working for Magdelana made him able to overhear their conversations, which was the beginning.

The next year, his lot in life got better. As he began to be assosiated directly with Magdelana, it became easier for him to move through the school unopposed. His mask of blind of obedience and Magdalena's dominant nature made most assume any buisness he was on was hers. Unfortunately, the tasks she requested weren't always that pleasant; however, Tyr knew how not to get caught making  someone take a spill in Quidditch. He had no issue doing menial tasks for her, and in fact often enjoyed them.

His relationship with Magda is oddly positive, however, and Tyr  - in his shrunken, suppressed heart of hearts - likes the older girl. She often tells him things she doesn't tell others, and her use of him - and her degree of trust - allowed him to finally fulfill his orders. Via her, he had access to the files of the Headmaster, who simply assumed he was on errands for Magda when Tyr turned up in odd places. Tyr finds she and her sister are the only two people he really has any interest in talking to, and will actually find himself enjoying their conversations. However, he is loyal to the Grummans; any confession of information that seems relevant will wind up being reported on.

The information he gleaned this way allowed Melanthe Grumman to ruin several of the school's governors, and the files Tyr copied have allowed for strikes against other families. Tyr's done his job, then, and hardly regrets it.

He worries constantly about the next year, however; he honestly doesn't want to return to school. Without Magda's protection his social standing plummets to the bottom again, and there are more than a few people who wouldn't mind taking revenge on him for things Magda has done to them.


Why Was The Student Allowed/Permitted To Attend The Tournament??:
In short: Nepotism. Magdalena Eisenberg finds him useful and enjoys keeping him around, and so her Grandfather had him come. He's been more or less forbidden to enter himself in the cup, and has the official job of supporting Magdalena in her role as champion, should she be chosen.

Writing Sample: x

Sum up your character in one paragraph: Tyr is a quiet, shy whose blindly obedient personality is almost entirely a sham. Underneath, he's a cunning and cynical boy, trained since young childhood to succeed his father as a servant of the Grumman crime family. While Tyr has a heart deep down, he has forced himself to suppress it to the point of forgetting it exists.