Your Name: Jake

Character Name: Igor Karkaroff

Character Age: 35 to late 40's

Character Job: Headmaster of Durmstrang Institute

RP Sample of desired character (min 200 words):
Igor turned the corner now entering a dark hallway, He could barely see the ground infront of him yet he continued down the hall. Everything seemed so blurry at the moment and all he could hear was muttering coming from the end of the hall, Igor continued walking wanting to know who it was that was muttering. As he contiuned walking for what seemed like forever he heard a second voice then a thrid talking amonst themself. Igor stopped in his tracks trying to hear there words, It sounded as if they were chanting something, There voices were like hisses into his ears as he notice them getting loud, He could now hear shuffling footsteps coming at him, Igor stood his ground though but with in seconds it all stopped, No footsteps or muttering. Igor turned around slowly yet nothing was there, Igor then spun around towards the direction he once was. Instantly he was Grabbed by a Pale man, The Man Screamed weakly at him. Igor tried to defend himself but was in a stae of shock by who had grabbed him, It couldn't be him. As Igor tried to Fight against the man he could see others that look deadly pale starting to chant again, All of these pale faces he had seen before, Faces he thought he would never have to worry about, Still unable to break away Igor began to give in, As he stopped struggling he could finally hear what they were chanting, taunting, Hissing at him. "Traitor, Traitor, Traitor." Igor closed his eyes to block out the sound but when he reopened them he was face to face with A Dementor, The Dementor lunged at his about to perform the dementors kiss when....Waking up in a Cold Sweat Igor sat up, Breath Heavy and eyes wide open, He had been taunted by yet another horrible Nightmare, Igor sat there looking around his rrom now very paranoid and the thought of going back to sleep was not a option. Igor jumped slightly as he heard scratching at the door, Yet it was only a tree branch, Igor began to rub his hands together trying to calm himself, He had been having the same Nightmare since that day he sold out his was called brother and sisters. He had no regrets about doing it but he had to pay the price, The price was knowing that if the Dark lord really anted to he could kill Igor with out a fight.

RPG Experience: Dirk Cervantez on Potterplay, Have been roleplaying for maybe three years now.

Code: I saw Igor in underpants. (Thats not right)

Read the rules for the code.

((Sorry sorta spaced out reading the rules and i missed the code, Silly silly me.))

Accepted.