ADMINISTRATOR'S CHARACTER.

Name: Mulgron Bloodthorn.

Age(Take into account the year that the site is set in): 58

Species: Minotaur

Gender: Male

Personality:

At first glance, it would appear that Mulgron is a bit shy, because he strays away from groups and conversation. But in reality, he is the exact opposite; a quite talkative fellow with a love for social gatherings. Why then does he stand alone when numbers of individuals reach more than three? It is the simple fact that he doesn’t do well with the opposite gender, in fact, he hasn’t spoken to a female since he was but a whelp.

His opinions are rather straight forward, and his humor sometimes dry and dark, but in the end, Mulgron really does mean well. He supports the Order of The Phoenix, where most of his kin choose to support the dark forces of Lord Sharoth. And he stands alone on the idea of unification of the Centaur and Minotaur peoples; seeing them as cousins because of their heritage. Although he can come across as an unfeeling monster at times, it is only his nature as a Minotaur showing through. If you place him in an area with children, you will quickly see that he is not as mean as he wants you to believe.

Appearance:


Around seven foot three inches in height, and weighing close to a ton, Mulgron is a massive warrior and a force to be reckoned with. His fur is black with grey flecks and his mustache and beard are pure white. His horns are white with black tips and the span of them is around three and a half feet. He has brown eyes and well pronounced cheek bones and chin. Normally he wears the ceremonial armor of his clan, but he can at times be asked to wear a plain leather vest and kilt for Order Meetings.

Abilities (Leave this blank until your abilities card has been approved): Minotaur Abilities.

History:

Like most Minotaurs in the area, Mulgron was born into a large Clan that ruled a section of the Forbidden forest. His father was the Clan Shaman, while his mother had been one of the elder Warriors that protected the Brute. As such, Mulgron was trained in both the Shaman’s duties and the duties of a Brute’s bodyguard from a very young age. The school beyond the forest was off limits to all Minotaurs, but this little detail liked to escape the mind of young Mulgron from time to time. It was during one of these lapses in memory that Mulgron learned why they were not allowed near the castle. The young whelp had been chasing a group of Thestrals through the forest when the sounds of adults and children reached his ears. In the time it took the Thestrals to notice the noise and vanish into the darkness, Mulgron had darted out into the open grounds of the school and stopped dead in front of a group of Students and their professors. At first, it seemed that the adults would simply turn around and herd the Students back up to the castle, but after taking in the sight that was Mulgron, they changed their minds. Mulgron had with him the normal war hammer and bow that most of the whelps his age carry. He was also wearing armor and was quite out of breath from running, so he sounded like he was snorting at the humans before him.

One professor raised his wand in response to the beast’s sudden appearance and apparent reason for being there. Mulgron, being the child that he was, didn’t understand the danger that the little stick posed and thought that it was a sort of greeting. He made the mistake of raising his axe in the same manner. One moment he was standing upright, both feet on the ground, next moment he was on his back with both feet in the air and the sounds of fleeing wizards could be heard in the distance. It was then that he knew why his kind feared and hated the wizards, but he did not feel the same. As he lay there on his back, his pride the only thing hurt in the altercation, he couldn’t help but feel somewhat sorry for them. They had so many monsters that were bigger than them and could, if they wanted to, wipe them all out in a great war.

From that day forward, Mulgron continued to disobey the laws of his kind and visited the school grounds at times when he knew the children would be without their mighty guard. Each time he did, the children grew less afraid of him and soon carried out long conversations with the Minotaur during their breaks. When he was old enough to leave his clan, Mulgron sought out the Order of The Phoenix, in the hopes of joining them in fighting the new war that was starting between the forces of good and the small pockets of evil that cropped up here and there. It many years before the Order fully accepted him and even to this day he is not considered a true member of the Order, mostly because he is not human and his kind are known to trade sides for a price.

His current duty is to guard the castle, grounds and village of Hogsmeade against those who would wish ill on them.



Role Playing Sample (roughly two paragraphs): This must be filled in or your character will not be accepted!:

Can’t, won’t, and unable. Those words were always part of an excuse brought up by the Aurors who helped guard the school when asked to run on the same shift as Mulgron. It wouldn’t bother him so much if they were just afraid of him. No, their true reasons for not being there were much simpler than that.... They hated what he was. Just as Wizards and Witches never fully accepted that Goblins and Centaurs could hold a Wizarding job, so they will never fully accept that a Minotaur could hold a job either. The Centaur Professor, Firenze, who had taught Divination when the Great Harry Potter was attending this school, had held the position well, but had not really been accepted as a true member of the staff by all.

Same was the problem with Mulgron, who at the moment, held the position of School, Grounds and Village Guard. So intimidating was the sight of a great furred beast standing over seven foot tall. So grand was the idea that it was protecting you and yours from harm. So great was the thought that he would die for you in an instant should the need arise. And so frightening was the truth, that he might very well turn on you for a promise made by others that he would be treated as an equal, instead of a lowly pack mule. But no matter where he stood guard in a day, or what people thought of him when they saw him at it, Mulgron knew he would never trade it in for anything... He loved it here, even if those he protected feared him as much as they feared the enemy; for if they could fear him as their ally, then the enemy would surely fear him as a foe.

Today he guarded the doors to the Great Hall, standing tall in his armor, carrying his axe and bow on his back, and a mighty spear in hand. Many a student would pass him today on their way to a meal or gathering. And everyone of them would be subject to the stares that he would give them as he looked their figures over for any sign of deceit or mischief. Mulgron’s only true friend in this school was the Headmaster, who was also the Grandmaster of the Order of The Phoenix. He alone had heard the Minotaur out and allowed him to join the Order when so many of his colleagues had objected. And it was he who had hired Mulgron to protect the school and its inhabitants when so many others had said that a starving Vampire would be a safer bet. Because of this, Mulgron owed the Headmaster his loyalty, right to the very end, no matter what the Dark Lord or his followers offered.

A pair of first year students boasting Slytherin house robes, glared at the Minotaur guard on their way in. Their bags were slung over their right shoulders and looked like they were fit to burst from all the books that had been crammed in them. Behind the pair was a fourth year Gryffindor boy, being tailed by a third year Hufflepuff. The two of them eyed the bags of the Slytherins and then gave each other a nod as a confermation of the deed that was to be carried out. But just as they were moving into position, the booming, yet quite gruff voice of Mulgron, caught them mid act. “I wouldn’t if I were you, might earn ya a week’s detention if the Headmaster were to found out, him being the former head O’ Slytherin and all.”

The pair of Slytherins were startled at the Minotaur’s sudden speech and darted past him an a flurry of colors. The Gryffindor and Hufflepuff students veered away from Mulgron as they pushed past the other students who were also escaping the view of the beast. Mulgron chuckled as the last of the children vanished into the Hall beyond and started to hum to himself softly while thinking. ‘I love my job’



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