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Welcome to Tallygarunga, an original roleplay set in the Harry Potter universe. Set in present-day Australia, tensions are high between the Ministry of Magic and the only Ministry-run wizarding school in the country. Become like the other snooty private schools? Not a chance.

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a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
November, 2019 :: Spring

Rosaera Dawnstar

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    Rosaera Julienne Dawnstar
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    Amy Jackson

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  1. Dance like a Butterfly

    "Uh, apologies, I wasn't trying to sound ungrateful for your concern," At least, Rosa figured that's why he seemed almost more awkward than herself right now. She'd simply meant that she was unlikely to end up too badly injured, but maybe she was saying things in an odd way. She was awkward around others, she knew that much, but she wasn't one to be rude to someone who had only meant to be helpful and didn't want to offend. She almost mimicked the rubbing of the back of the neck, and her cheeks took on a rosy hue as she realised it, before dropping her hand down to fidget with the other in her lap. "Sometimes we have to do what we must," The woman said gently upon hearing of how he ended up as a professor. She could relate, in a way. She and her sisters had returned to a world that was vastly different to what they had known, and simply had to find ways to use what they already knew, picking up work taking care of groundskeeper work. Even working at the pub, because Rosa had decent domestic skills, had been a blessing to be able to get. The question of her sister's name, though, caused Rosa to hesitate for a moment. She was protective of her sisters, especially the youngest, but she also doubted that he would have met her. She didn't go to school here. "Amaleia. She is studying at the university in Melbourne. But... I do not think you would have met. We were, uh, living away... for a long time before returning a few months ago," Rosa fidgeted slightly, uneasiness creeping in at just the small explanation. She wasn't going to bolt, she was rather certain she might fall down the stairwell if she tried, but she was still trying very hard not to seem like she was a little uncomfortable at the question.
  2. Dance like a Butterfly

    For a moment, Rosa had the distinct feeling that she wasn't the only awkward turtle in the room for once, a strange feeling since she more than often was the more awkward when it came to meeting new people. She hadn't always been either, once she had been an outgoing young woman, fearless like her younger sisters. But events could change such things so easily. At least she didn't feel a sense of danger from the man, despite his scruffy appearance. If anything, he seemed almost more out of his natural element than she in this meeting, and that made her feel slightly more at ease... though only slightly. "I am a lot more durable than I appear," Rosa said quietly with a small shake of her head, before then quickly chastising herself silently. It was her own rule not to say too much about herself to others, but at the same time she didn't want him worrying too much over whether she would be alright, or if it could have been worse. She did lift her brows at the partial lie of how he would have preferred to be found or seen, but bit her tongue. One thing she did know was that people did not like having even slight untruths they spoke to be pointed out. It also made for the potential for an awkward silence, which she quickly tried to think to break before it did occur. "My sister..." The woman began, and then continued despite her inner annoyance for speaking too much about her family, "My youngest one, she has a kind of gift of sight too, where she can see the threads and connections between energy and magic, which ties people and places and events. That is how... I have a little idea of what you mean. I know there are many even in the magical community who do not believe in such gifts either, or are sceptics. So, well, it is good to see one gifted with such have the courage to be open enough about it to be willing to teach." She fidgeted with her fingers in her lap awkwardly and self-consciously, unsure why she'd said it exactly, except to maybe at least make him feel more comfortable with her perhaps?
  3. Dance like a Butterfly

    At least sitting down, even if it was on the stone of the balcony, meant that Rosa didn't feel like she had to try to keep herself steady. It was easily to allow herself to recover a little better if she wasn't focusing on maintaining her balance. She also could look a bit stronger and not as weak as she felt being injured around someone she only just met. She still held a wariness to her as she leaned against the solid half wall that surrounded the edge, watching the man who appeared to have forgotten the tube that was tucked behind his ear. "Glad?" Rosa blinked, trying to ascertain why he was glad he'd come here, if he felt like he hadn't helped. She sat with a straightened posture, as though it was simply natural, a sign of having been raised in an old fashioned household where ladies did not slouch. Her hands rested together on her lap, and her legs her partially tucked beneath her, as though she was wearing a dress rather than the work pants and shirt she had on. Her hair was tussled from the fall, but still mostly held back with a tie, and though there was colour to her features, it was clearly natural and she wasn't wearing any make-up. She tilted her head toward him and considered, "You did at least keep me from hitting my head a second time. That counts." She said with a small nod. "The analogy is something I can understand rather well," Rosa then offered toward him as he spoke about the untangling of a prophecy. She herself was not a seer, but she had known one before. And her younger sister was... well, special. Perhaps not precisely a seer, but she saw the webs that bound people and events and places. "My understanding was that there were multiple paths that one could take, but in the end if something is meant to be then all those paths would still lead to the same place eventually. Maybe earlier, maybe later, circumstances different. But still occurring in some form or another," Rosa said thoughtfully, her gaze distant a moment, before she realised she was speaking to someone who no doubt knew more about this kind of thing than her, since he was a teacher, and she looked abashed. "I suppose, that does not mean my understanding of it is correct. It's simply what was explained to me once. But, I do understand how the smallest events or decisions can lead to a larger picture. I would argue that having someone spectate my spectacular fall was awful timing though," Rosa offered a small halfsmile at her awkward attempt at a jest over her topple from the roof. The reminder did cause her to look up and spy her cardigan hanging from where it had been snagged, however. That wouldn't be so difficult to reclaim once she was able to stand without feeling dizzy.
  4. Dance like a Butterfly

    There was a momentary pause as she watched the offered hand, before tentatively accepting the assistance, quick to bring her own hand back to herself as she glanced away briefly. She was wary of contact, that much was clear, but she seemed to pull herself together enough to be able to attempt to be polite, possibly even somewhat friendly. After all, she was always being told that she couldn't just assume the worst of others all the time. There were actual decent people out there, but it was difficult to break old habits. "I can understand why. There is a wonderful view from the top," Rosa commented with a small nod, though the idea of one of the staff or students taking the same fall as her, or worse, was not something she wanted to entertain as she considered that with a small concerned frown, "In that sense, I am rather glad that I was the one to fall first. I will have to get on top of that as soon as possible." She nodded to herself as she considered how quickly she could get the things she would need. She didn't even know exactly how to fix a roof or lay tiles, but maybe she would be able to find a guide somewhere, so that she could learn how. It was something she was at least certain she could handle. More than looking upward right now at least. The topple was too sudden for her to realise right away, but being partially caught was noticed as she tensed up almost immediately, before offering an apologetic look as she settled herself back on the floor of the balcony to sit with another flush of her cheeks. "I... yes, perhaps best if I sit until I recover. I usually take knocks or falls so well, but perhaps hit my head when I fell," Rosa lifted a hand to the back of her head and sure enough there was a slight ache there, as well as a forming lump, which caused her to wince before dropping her hand down into her lap. She didn't tilt her head back this time, but rather allowed her gaze to slide up toward the man from her seated position instead, "Thank you though, for helping. It is a pleasure to meet you, Rhys. Divination... that is the art of predictions, if I recall." It had been so many years since she had been taking lessons from her father, but she recalled other kinds of Diviners in her life, "A rare skill among wizards, I think. Though also seems like it would have some drawbacks on occasion."
  5. Dance like a Butterfly

    The world was still a bundle of stars and pain behind the closed eyelids of Rosaera, at least until there was a voice that spoke to her from above where she was lying, and her eyes opened suddenly to stare up at the figure, cheeks quickly turning a crimson blush at the fact that someone had seen her fall flat on her back. That he implied jokingly that she was a beautiful woman didn't help either, and she was stuck for words as she tried to figure out how she could possibly recover from this. It was then that she felt a cool breeze on her abdomen and her eyes widened as her hands tugged her shirt back down, the crimson flush having expanded to her eyes as well. "I, uh... think some of the tiles need replacing," Came the very soft reply from the woman as she then began to push herself up to sit slowly, grimacing at the pain that ran down her spine, before then forcing herself through it in order to get back to her feet, albeit a little unsteady and dizzy, almost toppling straight over before steadying herself. She suddenly felt awkward, unsure what to say to him now that she was back on her feet. He'd mentioned her sweater, right? "My sweater, yes. I suppose... I could use some assistance, thank you," Rosa responded quietly with a small nod, immediately regretting the head movement right away. She probably needed to lie down again, every bone and muscle in her back was screaming at her, but she couldn't show weakness. That wasn't going to do at all. She didn't know this person though, and was trying to determine if they were a staff member, though she had to remind herself that teachers were not as formal as what she grew up with. "I don't believe I have seen you around yet, my name is Rosaera. I am one of the new groundskeepers," She offered her hand forward to shake, it was only polite to introduce herself, right? Though, about her cardigan... she looked upward. And immediately regretted it. Rosa's head tilted back, and then the rest of her continued to tilt and topple backward as vertigo from the fall suddenly hit.
  6. Dance like a Butterfly

    In all honesty, Rosa was actually very glad that she and her sister had been able to get work at the school. Sure, she wasn't here nearly as much as Keira, spending a lot of time bartending and waitressing, but at the school they were close to the small farm where they were all living, and vastly out of the eye of the public and all the questions that they might get if they were known to be working in the city or anywhere else that was easily accessible by reporters. The school offered them just a bit of a buffer in that regard, and she didn't mind young people, even the ones who pulled tricks or mischievous pranks. She'd grown up with a trickster sister after all. Right now though, felt utterly quiet and peaceful as she sat atop the roof of the tower building. She'd been cleaning out dust, dirt and leaves, and other gunk that had built up in the gutters over a number of years. It hadn't been requested, but she was glad she had done it. There were a few spots that looked like they would need repairing in the near future. And besides, it offered the best view of the surrounding area. She cast her gaze around, though once it reached the direction of Reedy Lake, she shuddered as a chill ran down her spine, and decided it was time to hop down. Easier done than she'd thought as well, it seemed. As soon as Rosa neared the edge, a loose tile slipped from beneath her foot and her eyes widened as she fell with a surprised shriek, hitting her back on the lip of the roof, her cardigan catching on it and resulting in the garment being pulled up and over her head as she dropped down onto the balcony that circled the tower, landing on her rear with a thud that reverberated along her spine and she dropped onto her back to close her eyes a moment, heart thundering in her chest. That was close, the woman lucky that there was only a small drop to the balcony rather than the entire fall to the ground. It also meant she would need to get up there and check out the rest of the roof, since she was rather certain that there were students who climbed up there - whether they were allowed or not. She didn't have to look to know her cardi was latched onto a sharp edge above her, though her torso was too numb to notice that her shirt was almost pulled up to her armpits as well as she lay there a few more moments. It's not like there was a class on right now, she just had to take a minute or two to recover before getting to her feet.
  7. Spirited

    Rosaera Dawnstar
    Anyone who's lived in the area for at least a couple of years would have heard at one point or another the story of the women who disappeared in the spooky Reedy Lake area that's a small ways out from town. Ol' Madge certainly remembers the stories, having been a wee little child when the event occurred. She also remembered going on dared trips to the swamp with her friends, only to end up terrified and running away when spooky things happened. Ghostly figures, strange noises that didn't sound natural. It's been a commonly known spot for people to avoid... So imagine the surprise when suddenly three young women were found a few months back, wandering the outskirts of town in raggedy old dresses that haven't been seen in... well, a very long time. And a century after the disappearance. To make it even more spooky, they claimed to be the very same young women. A look into historical pictures showed exact likenesses too, not even aged a day. What kind of magic is this? One would have to wonder, right? But sadly, they still haven't answered any questions about where they were or what happened. Especially to the youngest, who has the most concerning visible scar which looks like it came from an injury which should have taken her life. Also... where is their mother? She'd disappeared with them as well. Is she still out there? Who knows? But, Madge would just love any information that anyone might be able to get from the elusive trio. So far, it looks like the ladies have started working at good old Tallygarunga, which was opened as a school not long before the went missing, and the eldest is also moonlighting at the Roo. At the least, they seem sweet enough, if still adapting somewhat to the twenty-first century. But, you heard it here now, it's not just a rumour. The Lost Women of Reedy Lake really are back.
Rosaera Julienne Dawnstar
Bartender/Waitress & Groundskeeper
124* year old Halfbreed Human She/Her
Age  124*
Date of Birth September 11th, 1895
Birthplace Australia
Year Level 
Occupation Bartender/Waitress & Groundskeeper
Player  ★ LilyCat
Blood Status Halfbreed
Species Human
Pronouns She/Her
Patronus Wolf
Play-by Amy Jackson
  • Basically anything that happened between the disappearance of the sisters, and their return
  • Not entirely human
  • Shapeshifts into the form of a large dark wolf
  • Highly skilled in physical and magical combat
  • A walking lie detector, she can see through lies and tell when someone is being dishonest
  • Exudes a naturally calming aura around her which can extend to others easily through proximity
General Knowledge
  • The eldest of three mysterious witches who were missing for a hundred years and only recently reappeared unaged
  • Works at The Drunken Roo
  • Also works with her middle sister as a groundskeeper at Tallygarunga
  • Though she doesn't have a wand, she appears to be able to cast spells both with and without the use of verbal incantation

Being the eldest comes with a sense of responsibility, and Rosa is brimming with that. It makes sense then why she would have two jobs, even if she shares one with her middle sister. She feels the need to provide for her sisters, and protect them at any cost. And so she can be somewhat blunt in the face of anyone who attempts to pry too much into their personal business. She is also wary of men in general, and can become defensive around them, though she is also aware that not all can be judged by a few, and so tries not to be too harsh if she can help it. She is certainly the 'mother hen' of the trio though, and most who want to be close with any of them will usually have to deal  with her at some point.


Rosa's appearance is slightly darker than her younger sisters, a little more exotic, but not by much. At around 5'2, she's the shortest of them by an inch, but they all share the same blue eyes. She has an easy smile when she is relaxed, but can easily change to an expression that shows others they should not mess with her. There is even on a rare occasion a hint of an almost predatory glint, especially when she feels as though she needs to be protective. Otherwise, she tries not to give anyone a reason to pay much attention to her, keeps her head down and simply tries to blend into the background if possible.


A little overly wary of others, becoming friends with her requires at least a bit of patience. Though if one does gain her trust and then break it, then there's no regaining it.


Protective to a fault. She will do anything to protect her sisters.


Even more difficult than attempting to be her friend is attempting to become something more than that. It seems even a hundred years of being missing hasn't made her feel any more trusting when it comes to men, and she is not attracted to women.


Best to just try to avoid getting too far on her bad side.

The story so far

What happens when the three daughters of a prominent wizard who moved halfway across the world in the late 1800s suddenly vanish with the mother while the family is on a picnic near strange ancient rock formations that he is studying? Well, the man ends up accused of murdering them all and hung, case closed and only a few people who ever think any further about the strange happening. Witnesses who say they saw the women wandering, others who don't believe for a moment that he could have done something so horrendous. And then the reports of strange eerie noises in the area should someone wander the scrub alone.

Rosa was the eldest of the daughters, having grown up in a happy and loving family environment, raised by her parents. Her father an educated man who had wanted to explore Australia and it's wonders, and her mother a mysterious woman who he had met not long after having moved, though there was nothing seemingly suspicious or worrisome about her. She claimed to have come from Britain as well, and was kind and gentle, adoring the outdoors, which made their union work wonderfully since she was always happy to explore new areas.

The daughters were raised quite similarly, travelling, spending a great deal of time outdoors, and with an affinity for nature, the elements, and animals. They were almost preternaturally beautiful like their mother as well, and as she came of age, Rosa was sought after by many a young man. To the point of one day finding herself followed and snatched while she was assisting her parents by collecting some groceries. She was missing for a couple of days, what happened to her would never be spoken about by the family, however it was her mother who first found her, and the mangled remains of two young men were found a couple of weeks later washed down a river. The incidents were never connected.

Rosa became a shut-in for a while, though her courage grew once again as she realised her younger sisters could be vulnerable to the same and so she became a hawk, watching over them protectively and making certain that no one would ever harm them.

The day of the disappearance would forever remain a mystery though, it seemed. As even with the sudden appearance of the three out-of-place young women, they don't seem to be able to explain what happened, where they were, or whether their mother is still alive. But images from history match up to the faces, and the names, and their recollection of their lives to the point that their father's best friend from back then is doubtless in his belief that they are who they claim. He has taken them in and helped them to try and settle into life, while they try to catch up with the present as well as whatever it was that they aren't telling anyone.

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