Applicant: Sorceress Thaegan (Emily Rodda's 'Deltora Quest', saga)

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((OOC: Application has become NSFW. Heavy-duty smut inside.))

A storm was brewing over the grounds of Hogwarts. It was dark grey, angry and moving in fast. Blue lightning coursed through the cumulus. As the mass grew closer to the Hogwarts construct, the thunder clouds were reflected in the stained glass windows of the sorting room.

A face formed in the clouds, it glared at the castle and as soon as it appeared, it fell into the makings of the storm. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed.  From the heart of the storm a burst of golden hot lightning streaked across the grounds of Hogwarts, piercing the window and shattering its glass everywhere. The lightning rushed to meet the flagstone floor of the sorting room. House elves dived out the way as it crashed down, breaking the floor apart and sending brick, sand and debris into the air, to rain down on the scattering elves.

When the smoke dispersed a shapely figure stood in the crater. The storm outside started, the rain being brought into the sorting room by the harsh winds. The house elves picked themselves up off the floor, staring wide-eyed at the figure that caused half the destruction of the sorting room. The woman known as Sorceress Thaegan stepped out of the crevice, her black dress meeting the floor in inky tendrils of fabric. Her silver mane moved eerily as she stared down at the ugly creatures. Her skin was as green as glass, a reflection of her shielding spell that encased her form.

One brave house elf ran up to confront her. He poked a stringy finger at her and cursed her destructive entrance. Thaegan glared down at him, barring her fang-like canines in a snarl. She hiked her dress up and kicked the house elf in the chest, sending it sprawling.

Sorceress Thaegan prowled to the desk that held her application form, the house elves parted in her wake, some scurrying away. She smelt the stench of white magic in the castle, a source for the sealing of the large doors. It reminded her of the house she had trapped those three monstrous children in; the same sort of design was involved. She came to stand over the application, the quill quivered under her reproachful glower. She read.

( Allow me to elucidate... )




"I have read the hogwarts_hocus  faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. Thaegan.
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. Thaegan.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. Thaegan.
One day, marmalade the Shadow Lord will rule the world. Thaegan"