Minoas Stratis
Animagus | Mercenary | Spell Inventor
- Messages
- 1,654
- OOC First Name
- Liam
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Olive Wood 15" Core of Aethonan Feather
- Age
- 30 (07/2007)
Luggages were awaiting at the front door of Agetor, the main and the first structure built in the Sanctuary since Minoas' family arrived at Rangipo Desert in New Zealand. The neoclassical mansion was a bustling hive of activity that morning as Minoas and his younger brothers were preparing for a weekend at the countryside. Stampedes at the staircase, doors opening and closing as the three of them were collecting the last of the equipment they were going to need and a wrought-up Mrs Strati chasing her sons throughout the spacious house, asking for nth time if they had packed enough food supplies for the weekend.
Minoas had promised to his siblings the experience of camping life, though he wasn't sure if Perseas and Theseas were really going to enjoy it. It was a week after his graduation and it was a tradition for young wizards and witches to travel a bit on their own so it was really two birds with one stone for he had chosen to take them all the way to Ireland. Of course, he couldn't just do it without the help of his best friends, Elbio and Sandalio. While he couldn't apparate, his also graduated friends could get them there safely. Minoas had considered asking his girlfriend, Artemis Jackson to join them but the rest of this male dominated gang decided that it was going to be an only men excursion.
Minoas had to send his brothers several times back to their rooms to unpack a venomous tentacula sprout, some doxy eggs they wanted to take with them, as well as their wands, which they weren't going to need as they were not allowed to cast magic outside Hogwarts. When they were finally ready, laden with backpacks and camping equipment, they were wished to have the time of their life by their mother and marched for the exit of the Sanctuary, to meet Sandalio and Elbio outside the hollow mesa. The wind was chilling outside, lashing on the scarce tussock and snow grasses. His friends were waiting just at the feet of the mesa and the three Stratis rushed towards their way not to let them wait anymore and freeze to death. They all formed a circle, held hands and their journey began.
Minoas felt Elbio's and Theseas' hands twisting away from him and he was also concerned about Perseas who was between Elbio and Sandalio. Blackness gulped all five of them and Minoas gasped for breath, the unpleasant memory of splinching at Hogwarts' Great Hall returning like a nightmare. But then, a blue sky reassured him that everything was alright. Inter-continental apparition wasn't an easy task so they apparated and disapparated at many different countries that Elbio and Sandalio chose on their way. After appearing and disappearing several times around the globe for an hour, they made it atop of a hill with the view of the Irish grassland. It was a sea of green, with grassy hills towering like waves, expanding as far as the eyes could see. A few trees and bushes were scattered like beacons but also a forest was covering the feet of the tallest hill to their right. It was a mesmerizing scene to watch but Minoas had kneeled on the wet grass, suffering from nausea. "poop, that was awful." he gasped. His face was pale and he was struggling against the discomfort in his stomach and the involuntary urge to vomit. The urge to see if his brothers were missing a limp from the constant apparition and disapparition was much stronger and he stood up to check that no one was splinched. "Let's camp there, at that patch of trees." he suggested to Elbio and Sandalio, still trying to catch his breath. He didn't want to be too close to that forest with his brothers around roaming freely. Not that they weren't going to explore it.
"Hey, you two! Be careful! Those who are going to break a leg or a foot are going back home" he shouted as his younger brothers had already running down the hill.
Minoas had promised to his siblings the experience of camping life, though he wasn't sure if Perseas and Theseas were really going to enjoy it. It was a week after his graduation and it was a tradition for young wizards and witches to travel a bit on their own so it was really two birds with one stone for he had chosen to take them all the way to Ireland. Of course, he couldn't just do it without the help of his best friends, Elbio and Sandalio. While he couldn't apparate, his also graduated friends could get them there safely. Minoas had considered asking his girlfriend, Artemis Jackson to join them but the rest of this male dominated gang decided that it was going to be an only men excursion.
Minoas had to send his brothers several times back to their rooms to unpack a venomous tentacula sprout, some doxy eggs they wanted to take with them, as well as their wands, which they weren't going to need as they were not allowed to cast magic outside Hogwarts. When they were finally ready, laden with backpacks and camping equipment, they were wished to have the time of their life by their mother and marched for the exit of the Sanctuary, to meet Sandalio and Elbio outside the hollow mesa. The wind was chilling outside, lashing on the scarce tussock and snow grasses. His friends were waiting just at the feet of the mesa and the three Stratis rushed towards their way not to let them wait anymore and freeze to death. They all formed a circle, held hands and their journey began.
Minoas felt Elbio's and Theseas' hands twisting away from him and he was also concerned about Perseas who was between Elbio and Sandalio. Blackness gulped all five of them and Minoas gasped for breath, the unpleasant memory of splinching at Hogwarts' Great Hall returning like a nightmare. But then, a blue sky reassured him that everything was alright. Inter-continental apparition wasn't an easy task so they apparated and disapparated at many different countries that Elbio and Sandalio chose on their way. After appearing and disappearing several times around the globe for an hour, they made it atop of a hill with the view of the Irish grassland. It was a sea of green, with grassy hills towering like waves, expanding as far as the eyes could see. A few trees and bushes were scattered like beacons but also a forest was covering the feet of the tallest hill to their right. It was a mesmerizing scene to watch but Minoas had kneeled on the wet grass, suffering from nausea. "poop, that was awful." he gasped. His face was pale and he was struggling against the discomfort in his stomach and the involuntary urge to vomit. The urge to see if his brothers were missing a limp from the constant apparition and disapparition was much stronger and he stood up to check that no one was splinched. "Let's camp there, at that patch of trees." he suggested to Elbio and Sandalio, still trying to catch his breath. He didn't want to be too close to that forest with his brothers around roaming freely. Not that they weren't going to explore it.
"Hey, you two! Be careful! Those who are going to break a leg or a foot are going back home" he shouted as his younger brothers had already running down the hill.