Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2022 9:34:05 GMT -7
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Standing at almost 6 ft. Aleksander likes to round up since it is off by 1 in. He has long, brown hair, which he typically enjoys pulling into a man bun, because he is a little hipster like that. He has chiseled facial features, and rarely sports a clean shaved look, but sometimes it is necessary. He enjoys the look of his body so he does tend to work out often, running being his preferred method. He has a scar on his right bicep from an incident within the Department of Mysteries as of recent. His eyes are a hazel, but they often vary from green to brown depending on what he is wearing.
On the outside, anyone can look at Aleksander and see someone who is loyal to his family. He would literally lay down his life in order for his family's namesake. In fact, he has sacrificed all of himself for the family name. The only person who truly knows the real Aleksander to some extent is his older brother, Casimir, but even still he is only so deep. Aleksander is a noble gentleman, calm, cool, and collected on the outside. He is articulate and tame, moldable to the very form that the Karkaroff's need at any given moment. He is the face to the Karkaroff name. The one who makes the deals that the family requires a certain face to present. The one who established the name back into good standing, the one who married a pureblood woman to ensure a good front.
Deep down though, is a man who is restless. It is often the restlessness that threatens to overpower his innate desire of protectiveness. He hardly ever removes his mask, it is plasteured to his face so well, that sometimes he doesn't even know who he truly is anymore. A man of many layers. He holds everyone at arms length, even Cas, afterall being a sacrifical lamb his whole life requires a certain level of secrecy. This all revolves around the pureblood ideals that have been instilled in him and what he projects outward.
He is quick witted, with a sharp tongue, he knows how to slice one down with words rather than by actions.
Prague, Czech Republic
Igor Karkaroff, uncle, former Death Eater, deceased
Oskar Karkaroff, 63, father, former Death Eater, former inmate of Azkaban
Tesia Karkaroff, 60, mother, recluse
Casimir Elias Karkaroff , 31, older brother
DAMIAN ANDREAS KARKAROFF , 27, younger brother
anastasia marie karkaroff , 25, younger sister
Chantal Karkaroff nee. Travers, 27, wife
Bane Mirek Karkaroff, 4, son
The Karkaroff's. Many know the family name, which is why it is important for them to uphold expectations and traditions. The pureblood way. Growing up as the second oldest, Aleksander and Casimir were practically built in friends, as such it was with brothers that were close in age. Thick as thieves. That is until their father was thrown into Azkaban, it changed Casimir...and Alekzander for the most part. While Aleksander wasn't necessarily heartbroken, it ultimately was what changed the relationship among himself and his siblings. He watched as Casimir claimed the role as the eldest male of the family, the leader. Watched as all of the lessons their mother taught them to be proper pureblood men and women, fell into place perfectly like a puzzle amongst Casimir and even Aleksander. It didn't even occur to Aleksander that something else was boiling underneath, afterall, he was following the course of action as well, just allowing the ship to coast rather than taking hold and steering.
It was important to ensure that the family name remained in tact. Even among his schooling at Durmstrang, while most young men went and screwed around, Aleksander found himself excelling in his studies. He knew full well that upon graduation he was going to have to find a position, find a way to secure the family name once more, save face from the humiliation. He believed that Casimir was under the same direction, that was what they had discussed, even though their relationship was strained ever since Cas had to assume the lead role. So, while at Durmstrang, Aleksander sought out a...quieter crowd. One that lay under the stars, smoking some weed, and riddling off fantasies into the night. Visionaries. Seers. Those were the people he hung around, sure, they only saw Aleksander on a surface level, but no one, not even his family saw the prophetic version of himself.
So, while Casimir held hold while still in school, Aleksander held onto the front of his cleverness and his intellectual side. He was quick witted, always able to talk himself out of trouble if he found himself in it, which was rare in itself. He knew better than to get caught. It was a good and effective trait to have. He had a decent relationship with his younger siblings, Damian and Anastasia, but things were rocky as the boiling point came.
Then something snapped. Casimir fled. Leaving Aleksander to pick up the pieces in his wake. To say that Aleksander was...displeased was an understatement. He would never outwardly show it, but he was disappointed of his brother's parting. He knew that Casimir had a soul that was too wavering to be the lead of the Karkaroff name, but he thought for sure that he would be able to weld the mask on tight enough for things to fall into place with it. Yet, Aleksander couldn't sit around, instead he took hold of the reigns and redirected. The ship that was coasting was now under direct control of Aleksander. He was going to set the course of action for the Karkaroff name.
So, he graduated Durmstrang with high remarks, and under the influence of his mother he married Chanal Travers. Another pureblood spineless woman. He didn't waste any time after their wedding, quickly ensuring that the young girl fell pregnant to ensure the Karkaroff line. His mask was firmly secure. He ensured that everyone around him thought of him as a proper pureblood male heir. That the bloodline was strong enough to weather the storms of the past, and was able to provide safety to all of his siblings...including Casimir. He took hold as the sacrificial lamb for the Karkaroff siblings, making a way for them that they could go do as they pleased, while he steers the family ship. He didn't over rule them, allowing them to live the life's that they so desired, they each had unique skills that they could bring to the table. So, he waited, and he watched, while maintaining a front and ensuring the name was in good standing.
Aleksander gained ground as a Cursebreaker in training, it was upon one particular event in the Department of Mysteries that had him pegged as an interest to the Unspeakables of the department. He quickly transferred his position, moving to the Department of Mysteries, in the Hall of Prophecies. It was almost ironic...or was it prophetic vision that got him to this point. He remained in Czechia, needing to be the strong front for the Karkaroff name, and withhold the family estate. His siblings come and go as they see fit, and Aleksander has found a new...foundation with Casimir in London. His career leading to something indeed promising for the leader of the Karkaroff's afterall. He would often find himself leaving Bane with Casimir when something of importance for the family would come about. Chanal, being the worthless pureblood woman she is, incapable of truly taking care of their son herself. Always too busy spending the family fortune where she pleased, drinking, parading men into the home when she thought he wasn't aware.
Aleksander knew all movements within the Karkaroff estate. He made sure it was his business to know everything that happened, including how unfaithful his wife was. Yet, to maintain appearances he remained married. She did have a knack for social ventures, ensuring that the Karkaroff name was donating to appropriate places, holding enough social functions for certain seasons. So, to say she was completely useless was an understatement, but he found no other pureblood woman worthy of her replacement. Afterall, most purebloods didn't divorce.
Throughout the onslaught of Hag's Fever and the Wyrdness taking control, Aleksander has maintained his vision for the Karkaroff's. There hasn't been many hiccups thus far, his siblings remaining in the lane they need to be in, just like he is. Afterall, some masks are not made to be removed so easily.
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