{DEARBORN; RODERICK AMADEUS}
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When the drone sounds NAME: Roderick Amadeus Dearborn
NICKNAMES: Roddy, Rick
AGE: 32
EYE COLOUR: Hazel
HAIR COLOUR: Red-blonde
DOB: December 30, 1946
HEIGHT: 5'11"
WAND: Cedar, 11 1/3 inches, salamander heartstring
BUILD: Stocky, solid.
OCCUPATION: Magical Maintenance Worker
RELATIVES: Juliet Dearborn (niece) and Caradoc Dearborn (nephew)
In the cool night wind MORE: Roderick likes to think that most of his daily actions appear inconsequential to the outside viewer. As long as he preforms his tasks at the Ministry Headquarters every day with the same efficiency, he finds it much easier to his 'other' job. He's always had an eye for detail, after all, and suggesting to the Ministry of Magic that you could be very useful to conceal and dispose of any questionable deaths seemed a little ... suicidal to him at the time he'd thought of that particular occupation, so he turned to the people who could use his talent far more than the ministry: the Death Eaters. While his mother is completely in the dark about her son's occupation, his father is certainly proud, although he maintains that his son is a full-fledged member of the group and not just their 'clean-up boy'. Really, Roderick doesn't care either way. If he had been looking for recognition in his work, he would have become something more than a Maintenance Worker. It wasn't as if he didn't have the marks for it, and he's sure that he confused the Ministry Worker who interviewed him for the job, being that his intelligence level is far greater than a Mountain Troll (unlike some of the people that he works with). The fact of the matter is that it's easier to conceal things like going out for a 'very long lunch break' from people who spend the majority of their time with their fingers up their noses. Not the most intellectually stimulating environment, but that doesn't matter.
He's a very private person not because he doesn't like to share with people, but because he knows that it's a very stupid idea to share with people. No need putting vulnerable information on the line for everyone to read, after all. He knows how easy it is to get your hands on that sort of thing. In fact, he's smuggled paperwork to be sent to the incinerator-spell in the basement more than once out of the building for his secondary 'employers'.
We pick up the call BOGGART: Someone catching him in the middle of a clean-up
PATRONUS: N/A
DEFINING MARKS: Dark Mark, scar on the back of his left hand.
THE CAPRICORN RAVENCLAW: Ravenclaws born under the sign of Capricorn excel at their studies, because they have a love of knowledge for its own sake. They are disciplined students with acute perception and shrewd minds; they might take a little longer to reach conclusions than their peers, but their conclusions tend to be more well thought out and thorough. They have dry, ironic wit and are fond of making subtle jokes that only those blessed with intelligence and perception can understand. There's not much that these wizards miss; they usually know what is going on long before anybody else does.
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