Post by Keelin Schraeder on Feb 21, 2022 1:24:58 GMT
Name: Keelin Grady
Organisation: OOTP
How did you hear about us?: Keelin learned of the Order's survived existence through Iola Walker, an active member and former Death Eater. After her frustrations for the anti-creature legislation grew more prevalent and the inspiration she felt at hearing of Iola's redemption, she was compelled to join in an attempt to change the ministry from the inside.
RP Sample: With a crack of Apparition, Keelin arrived just outside the protective barriers of a large estate, nestled in a cove. She was determined, now more than ever, to make a change. Striding forward, the auburn-haired witch made her way to the front door. It would be only the second time she stepped on this porch, the second time she knocked on that door. But now, she had no partner to back her up. Swallowing down her sudden rush of nerves, Keelin straightened up and cleared her throat. Okay, you can do this. When Iola opened the door, she felt a wave of relief wash over her. Not that the two were ever close, oh no. Far from it. Iola had some kind of rivalry with the witch. But, somehow, she trusted Iola more for this than anyone else. "Keelin," the other witch spoke softly, confusion written on her features. "Iola," she greeted the brunette. "I've come to join the Order."
Organisation: OOTP
How did you hear about us?: Keelin learned of the Order's survived existence through Iola Walker, an active member and former Death Eater. After her frustrations for the anti-creature legislation grew more prevalent and the inspiration she felt at hearing of Iola's redemption, she was compelled to join in an attempt to change the ministry from the inside.
RP Sample: With a crack of Apparition, Keelin arrived just outside the protective barriers of a large estate, nestled in a cove. She was determined, now more than ever, to make a change. Striding forward, the auburn-haired witch made her way to the front door. It would be only the second time she stepped on this porch, the second time she knocked on that door. But now, she had no partner to back her up. Swallowing down her sudden rush of nerves, Keelin straightened up and cleared her throat. Okay, you can do this. When Iola opened the door, she felt a wave of relief wash over her. Not that the two were ever close, oh no. Far from it. Iola had some kind of rivalry with the witch. But, somehow, she trusted Iola more for this than anyone else. "Keelin," the other witch spoke softly, confusion written on her features. "Iola," she greeted the brunette. "I've come to join the Order."
