#falka weber

[adelger-graf]

1975 :)

AESTHETIC THEMED ASK

1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?

Adelger tries to think an answer to this question but it takes him awhile before answering, “Playing chess against my friend Adolf. His sister, Ava, is playing the clavichord accompanying the sound of the rain outside.”

[schluchtenburg-rp]

              ⌂ Falka Weber ⌂ 19 ⌂ Year 2 ⌂ Haus Bronze  ⌂

⌂ Story

Seated in the library of Haus Silber, surrounded by books, warmed by tea, filled with hope, engulfed by knowledge, eyes can travel out of the window and meet Haus Gold, standing on the hill’s top, glistening golden in the rising sun. What a glorious metaphor! But seated within the small huts of Haus Bronze, eyes can neither see Haus Silber nor Haus Gold. There, you can only see trees, surrounding you like a cage of dead-ended paths, and nothing exists to warm your frozen soul.  It is only in class, when the voices of the teacher lulls Falka’s friends to sleep and when your hand momentarily halts to take notes so that her eyes can travel out of the high windows, that she can see the sun rising behind Haus Gold, see it set behind Haus Silber. And it is only in class that aspirations rise and fall, that bravery and will-power form a heart beating with eagerness; Eagerness to succeed, to gain back what is hers, her right and her destiny.

Decades and decades ago, when last names were not yet common, the family of Falka and Edkar Weber fell from grace. They lost their wealth and lost their status, finding themselves avoided by everyone who had once claimed to be their friends, finding themselves at the bottom of society’s food chain. They had nothing left, no honour to their name, no money to their ribs, not even a roof above their heads. But one thing remained, and even generations later down the line, it has still not ceased to exist; Their blood is pure and worth of magic. Falka knows the old stories of her family, and although her parents have only recently admitted that they were all of magical blood, she has no trouble adapting to her new purpose in life. Hadn’t she always felt like she was destined for more? She will prove that no pureblood should ever be forced to live without magic, and that a Weber uses the chances they’re being given. Ausdauer. Her mantra; Endurance. To raise from the bottom to the top of Haus Gold it requires a lot of this. Strength. Pure blood. Connections. But more than any of that: Endurance. Raise your head, look at the rising sun, take a breath. There are a lot of stairs to climb.

⌂ Personality

 [+] ‘Stehaufmännchen’, optimistic, tireless  [-] dislikes and snaps easily at people who are pessimistic and weigh her down, rough

⌂ Relationships and details

Brother: Edkar Weber Best friend: Charlotte Vogt Annoyance: Fiete Meyer

blood status: pureblood wand: open to roleplayer clubs: Broom Hiking, Choir, Rhine Swimming, Quidditch faceclaim: Vanessa Hudgens status: open