- Messages
- 16
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Wand
- Knotted 15 Inch Sturdy Walnut Wand with Mermaid Scale Core
- Age
- 11
Ruth was settling nicely into a routine now that classes had started, although she felt some were too simplistic as the Professors had to teach to the lowest skilled of the year. A pity, really. Her homework, when there was any, was so simple that she barely bothered to do it because she wanted a challenge. Thus far, she was feeling a little disappointed with her peers so the first year took her chess set which was a fine piece of magic as she could play against herself but could be played manually against someone quite easily. The chess set had long had her initials carved into them, a way of deterring her siblings from staking a claim on it although now it wasn't as if they were interested in any way even if they were old enough to be at school with her.
The blonde sat down and poured herself a cup of pumpkin juice before she set up the board with herself playing with white pieces. The pieces were far more simplistic than a classic set in what looked like varnished oak where some of the varnished had peeled off with use and age and she was very fond of it. Ruth felt it had character and made her look all the more mysterious, something that appealed to her about journalling although this was something that was a secret for her alone. She took a sip of her pumpkin juice and put the pebbled glass down, clearing her throat before she said quietly, "King's Pawn to four," and watched as the pawn moved independently. She then observed as the black pieces moved in turn without prompting. She took a moment to respond, thinking of what defence the board was taking.
The blonde sat down and poured herself a cup of pumpkin juice before she set up the board with herself playing with white pieces. The pieces were far more simplistic than a classic set in what looked like varnished oak where some of the varnished had peeled off with use and age and she was very fond of it. Ruth felt it had character and made her look all the more mysterious, something that appealed to her about journalling although this was something that was a secret for her alone. She took a sip of her pumpkin juice and put the pebbled glass down, clearing her throat before she said quietly, "King's Pawn to four," and watched as the pawn moved independently. She then observed as the black pieces moved in turn without prompting. She took a moment to respond, thinking of what defence the board was taking.