Your Nickname: Isabel
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Full Character Name: Istarbel MacDougal
Character Birthday & Age:  October 6, 1995, 13
City & Country of Birth:  Lorne, Argyllshire, Scotland
Pureblood, Halfblood or Muggleborn: Halfblood
House & Year: Ravenclaw, Third year

Wand:  Vine 13 inches unicorn foal hair with tropical pearls. the foals hair come from the heard of teh farm she grew up in.

Physical Description:
Estimated Height/Weight: 4.8
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green/hazel
Skin color: olive
First Impression: Isabel usually looks friendly and happy which can be both a curse and a blessing.
Dressing Style: Usually she like making her own outfits which are colourful, glam vintage. Absolutely in love of hats. She is always with her bag, made of old jeans, it is painted and drawn all over. You can always find in it at least two books, cookies if her grandmother has send some, and her Swiss army knife a gift from her father when she left to Hogwarts.


Personality Description:
When you first meet Istarbel she is usually nice and smiling. It doesn't matter what she is feeling or how tired she is if you are her friend and you need her she will be there for you. She tends to get a long with boy more as she finds that they are calmer and less demanding than girls. At her worst she is either really loud or really quiet depending on the person and the crime.

She is one for vengeance and plotting out the best route to it. She can be cold and calculating, not fully understanding the emotional needs of others. So be ware you might have fought about something days ago and think things are fine but she never forgets. Istarbel at any extreme is not good for her or the people around her. She tends to over think things and figure out every possible outcome. She love a puzzle or dilemma and will find unique solutions.  She is inventive and thinks out of the box. She generally optimistic and tend to think of the glass as half full However after her brothers death she has started to become a bit more cynic. She thrives on processing information and is curious and alert as long as it is not in the morning.

She will often act as peacemaker and go-between, unable to bear discord and inequality. At times, she tries too hard to please everyone so seems indecisive. She is fair, honest and never gives avoidable offence, but can be strong-minded. She loves security and the company of others. Istarbel is smart and above all is creative, whether it be writing, painting, colouring, knitting, sewing, embroidering, crocheting, or anything with her hand. This does not mean she is particularly good at all of them. She just love making things.  She loves starting projects but is not great with the follow through. This is not helped by her ADD, which makes her be distracted by the silliest of things like the colours of the wings on insects. She thinks that this is the primary reason why she does so terribly in potions. In school she tends to argue points a lot, people tend to see this as arguing for the sake of arguing however she usually does it in order to open up new possibilities, the way she sees it the more you look at from the opposite view you hold the more you learn.

Strengths: listening, logical

Weaknesses: easily distracted, talks without thinking, Blushes profusely (you might not think it a weakness but she sure does)

Quirks: She is usually seen doodling isn't whatever surface is near her be it paper, skin, or cloth. She tends to be very disorganized how ever is very particular about certain things. When writing she sometimes writes in mirror writing, especially in her journal

Talents/Skills:  Charms, She is good with animals and plants because of where she grew up with but does not have the talent her parents have.


History:
Parents:
Father: Jacob MacDougal (pure blood grandchild Matthew MacDougal brother os Morag MacDougal) magical creature Zoologist
Mother: Emily Neils (halfblood) Herbologist
Siblings: Patricia (10), Pablo younger brother (Died at the age of 7),

Background Story:
Her parents met after Hogwarts. Even tough they had been in Hogwarts together Jacob was 4 years ahead of Emily and so they hadn't interacted much. They met working for the Magical Flora and Fauna Research Institute (Jacob in fauna and Emily in Flora), fell in love got married and went to live back in Scotland. Shortly after Istarbel's birth they got an offering to move to Colombia and study the Magical fauna and flora there. They have become leading experts in their fields. Three years after wards Patricia was born and two years after that Pablo was born. Emily enjoyed having the family around in which she included all of the people who worked in the reservation, the students and interns.  In Colombia Istarbel lived in a huge farm which contained the specimens her parents studied. Her siblings were born there and it was there that she got used to the warmth, and colour.

She always had a good relationship with everyone around especially with her brother, Pablo, who she had an easier time getting along with than her sister. They were always playing soccer or quidditch. They had a especial bond which could was evident with tickle-me-tuesdays. When Pablo was diagnosed with with a rare type of dragon flu Istarbel, became distraught. A year later Pablo died. This event, which happened a few months before arriving at Hogwarts, has dimmed her. However she still manages to look for the silver lining. Since the death of her brother her parents had become more attached to their daughters. So when the letter came with an offer to Hogwarts Jacob and Emily spent the next weeks changing their minds on whether or not Istarbel would be allowed to attend.

After a hectic few weeks Istarbel found she liked Hogwarts. The amount of people was mind boggling and being away from home was hard. She found that, as hard as it was to be away, certain things became easier. She didn't think of her brother that often and was distracted by school and friends to think on the rest of her family. Throughout the first and second year she didn't talk much about home or her family. She stayed in hogwarts for Christmas break and went to her grand parents house in Scotland for the summer. Her second year was quiet as was her first.

How Do You Fit Into Your House?: Istarbel can be a bit of a space cadet, but she is smart. She has a creative mind a deep love of learning.


Writing Sample: Istarbel had been in this school for a week now. She didn't dislike it, per say. The routine wasn't all that bad people usually kept to them selves and let her keep to her self. Her first morning here was very stressful and the day didn't get any better. Breakfast with Cassie was very nice, it had been comforting, but the sheer amount of people was unnerving. Istarbel had wanted to run away. All she managed to do was to get to the grounds. It was cold and snowing. Istarbel did not like it all she wanted the warmth, the green, the bright blue sky, the glowing sun.

Istarbel walked through the grounds it had finally stopped snowing. Istarbel was looking for a high place to go. Since her brother had died she had been craving altitude. She found a bunch of trees, picked the tallest one and started climbing. Once she got as high as the tree branches would resist her she took out a pillow and a blanket after figuring out a good position she took out framed photo. She tended to keep it on her at all times but had yet showed it to anyone.

She let out a long and deep sigh and stared at it for a bit. "Sabes que esta es toda tu culpa cierto? Podiamos estar calientes y tranquilos. Pero no tengo que estar miserable, sola y fria." (You know this is all your fault right? We could be warm and calm. But no I have to be miserable, alone and cold.) Istarbel shook her head. She was trying to clear the tears which were forming in her eyes. This was not fair. It hadn't been his fault and she knew it. A muggle psychiatrist would say she was going through her anger faze. She would have punched the idiot.

"Estoy quebrada, y tu me rompisté. Espero que estes contento." (I am broken and you broke me. I hope you are happy.) She was now crying in full. All around her the wind was getting stronger. What had been a mere breeze when she had started to climb was now something more akin to gale.


Sum up your character in one paragraph: Istarbel is quiet until you get to know her. If you are her friend you will have someone who is there through thick and thin, and who will tell you thing how she sees them. Istarbel is creative, and prides herself on being original. She is not exactly shy but her quietness makes her seem that way. She used to be more vivacious and when with friends she still strives to go back to how she was before her brothers death, and even in her happier moment if you look into her eyes you can see the sadness that resides within them.