Full Name: Pascal Benedict Wight
Nicknames: Bennie (by his siblings)
Birthdate: July, Wednesday 15th 1863 (during a new moon)
Current Age: 27 Years
Occupation: Beast Division Employee
Reputation: 8, dropped 2 for rumours of being seen frequenting shady establishments and for who he is as a person.
Residence: North Bartonburg
Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw
Wand: Chestnut, 8", stiff, dragon heart string
Blood Status: Half-Blood
Social Class: Middle
Family:
-- Wight [b.18--] Father
-- Wight nee -- [b. 18--] Mother
  -- Wight [b. 18--] Elder Brother
  -- Wight [b. 18--] Elder Sister
  Pascal Benedict Wight [b. 1863]
  -- Wight [b.18--] Younger Sister
  -- Wight [b.18--] Younger Brother
Appearance:


Pascal stands at a stocky 6’ even, with enough muscle to handle a beast or a bar fight. He writes with and uses his wand with his right hand. He has short brunet hair, cut that way because his family don’t trust him to style it if it were longer - and it would get in the way of his work. Mottled apple-green eyes that only truly glow with deference when he is working. His style of dress has a function focus over fashion unless his family requests otherwise but his efforts are never above his station in life, and are all usually bland colours that would blend into the background and hide the simple stains of his everyday life.

History:
[1863] Pascal is born in the Wight family, the third child and second son, he was an easily born child. So easy in fact that his mother returned to her moderately paced life in the household within a week of birthing him.

Raising him, however, along with his more eclectic siblings, was no simple task and his mother's jaded attitude always shines through when it comes to offering any of the Wight siblings guidance through life.

[1874 - 1879] Hogwart’s.
Pascal is sorted into Ravenclaw, though it could be said that the only thing the Ravenclaw house smartened in him was his assery. It was left to his older siblings to keep his backchat in check. Pascal’s forward personality was wasted on being an overlooked middle child. He does well enough on his OWLs that his parents happily pull him out of Hogwart’s to leave enough money for his siblings to all attend properly and to help them make their inevitable pilgrimage to the newly established Hogsmeade village near Hogwart’s

[1879 - 1881] Career #1
His parents, no longer able to bear his constant presence in their home and send him out to seek another much needed income for their family, under the guise of letting their child explore his freedom since who would admit to needing money. Arranged by his father, Pascal begins studying under his Uncle, a merchant business owner. He believes he wasted three years of his life learning how to interact with humans, the least interesting species on the planet.

[1881] 18 years old.
During a drunken stretch of gambling, winning and lamenting being the same age as the recently elected Minister of Magic, Pascal found himself with enough money to resign from his promising career - which he did that very next day, and then continued drinking to celebrate the promise of a few lazy years ahead. Pascal then, the same day he resigned from his job, loaned away every cent of his winnings to a foreigner who was easily days drunker than Pascal and his friends combined. Though there were some stipulations scribbled down, he is sure the only ones that were worthwhile are the ones that ended up smeared along with the full name of the man he loaned his money to.

[1883] 20 years old
Pascal, while trying to subtly find the man he sent his money away with, searches for work after his Uncle stubbornly refuses to take him back due to his contentious attitude towards people. He, by acting like his elder brother through the application process, somehow finds employment in the Beast Division at the Ministry of Magic.

[1889] 26 years old
It was during this time that his youngest sister was meant to attend a party with their parents in an attempt to find a future male of interest. Pascal found out during breakfast shortly after that his sister told their parents he would be forced to go away for work during that week so couldn’t escort her. They then coerced their brother, a deft hand at potions, to brew a polyjuice potion and Pascal was left to impersonate their youngest sister while she nimbly escaped in disguise to attend a quidditch try-out. Pascal did so well impersonating her that to her horror she began receiving letters from people he had interacted with. He has been forced since that party to impersonate her in her correspondence ever since.

[1890] Now 27 years old
Pascal continues to search for the owner of the smudged name he loaned his ‘hard-earned’ money to, though currently the bigger issue he faces is completing his work due to contentions with a centaur herd in the Forbidden Forest after he mistook one of them for a mountain goat at a distance.

Personality: Pettish. Abrupt. Irresponsible.
Other: [Any other information you want to include.]
Sample Roleplay Post:
"Bring me werewolf spit this time!"

A shouted request was thrown at Pascal Wight's back as he tried to sneak out to work and the scowl on Pascal's face that had originally been directed at the glare of morning light outside was quickly directed behind him. "I work in the beast division. I am not a werewolf handler," he had said it so many times before that he had been reduced to trying to sneak away from his own family before breakfast, just so he wouldn't have to hear his younger brother asking for yet more ridiculous things. "Besides that, do you even know when the full moon is?" It was not today. Pascal pinched his nose as he stared at the frustrating creature he was related to, "What do you want me to do? Ask people to drip their spittle into a cauldron for you, and hope one of them is a werewolf?" He snorted as he spoke, backing his way across the threshold slowly as he padded his escape with enough questions to distract his younger brother.

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Age: 29
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