<div class="floatleft">(http://img189.imageshack.us/img189/1462/sexyguy7kopie.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Talis Kallen (TK)<br/><strong>Age/Year:</strong>18 - a first year<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Blood:</strong>Half-Blood<br/><strong>Clan:</strong>Demopilous<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Alder 9 and 3/4 inches with a hippogriff talon as its core<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Emily, Korol<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"The only way you can help me, my friend, is if one of those many charms you have there can turn an ordinary student into a Quidditch player.  I was bemoaning the fact that my clan is not the most athletic and it looks like yet another year will pass without us having any real chance to take the school Cup."</strong><br/><br/>Talis couldn't help but scratch the back of his head at the question, wondering just how bad the Wrackspurt infestation Korol had must be for him to think that his charms were some sort of performance enhancers. The ministry was very,<em>very</em>strict about those things, he had learned during his advanced course in spell crafting. The participants were... discouraged, to put it mildly, to not do any research or work on such spells. He could understand where they were coming from though. Just imagine if someone would misuse such a spell to boost the power of a Heliopath. They would be unstoppable! It was a disaster waiting to happen, if left unchecked.<br/><br/>TK's mind spiralled off into a million different scenarios, all played out in his mind like movies, wondering about all the things, all the disasters the ministry was effectively preventing with their laws on performance enhancing charms. And all the general populous did was complain about such rules. Ignorance was bliss, he supposed. They'd certainly bark a different tune were the opposite to occur... Wait, could one bark a tune? Were dogs musical enough for that? According to the show on Animal Channel he once saw, they certainly were. It made his wish for a dog a little, but such pets were a bit inconvenient while he was still moving every few years. Maybe he'd get himself a dog once he was done here at Diuinitati and had a place of his own.<br/><br/>His parents were neither encouraging nor discouraging when it came to his independence. Talis was generally free to do as he pleased, as long as it didn't cause trouble or was inconveniencing others. They weren't completely carefree of course. Especially his mother had a hand in his life every now and again, gently pushing him in one direction or another. It had been her suggestion to participate in the spell craft program. She a tad more down to earth like that, whereas TK and his father were stuck in the clouds more, most of the time.<br/><br/><strong>"How about it, friend?  Got any pro-Quidditch charms in your collection?"</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Only if I wanted to go to jail or pay a heavy fine,"</strong>he replied simply, in a matter of factly manner, his inward musings suddenly interrupted by Korol. Nodding a few times, though it was to be wondered if it was to Korol or to himself, he continued, suggesting a different option,<strong>"I could apply a charm to your broom though. It's mainly used to make objects water repelland, but with a slight tweak it can do the same for wind, possibly making your flying mount more aerodynamic."</strong><br/><br/>When talking charms TK's mind was all business, sharp as a razor and more to the point then a dart in a pub. It was as if a switch would flip, exchanging the head in the clouds TK with to the point mad charms scientist Talis Kalen, young spell crafting prodigy and charms specialist. Fancy words to describe an eccentric lad.