Leonard Hightower

A local veterinarian and musical thespian, Leonard Hightower is from an older, socially respected Dornie family that had neither ambition nor wealth enough to pursue power; he is well-known and well-loved amongst many of the townsfolk, and his skills with a fiddle are as famous as his flamboyance and love for animals.

Leonard has lived in Dornie all of his life, and it is where the Hightower pedigree is still strongest. As both a role-model, a father, and a mage, Leonard prides himself on setting a good example for others; despite the untimely deaths of family members- which include his youngest son several years ago- and a bitter, ugly divorce, Leon is a passionate and kind-hearted man that continually does as much good as he can in a world that seems so dark.


Full Name: Leonard Hightower
Age: 46
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green

Status: Alive
Occupation: Veterinarian
Origin: Dornie, Scotland
Allegiance: Independent

First Seen: And They Match
Last Seen: N/A


At a slightly tall height of 6'2", and a trim 180 pounds, Leonard Hightower is plain in his figure and stature, and while mostly unassuming, he carries himself with a strangely youthful exuberance, and possesses a natural buoyancy to his movements. His voice is one of the most distinctive things about him; it is melodious and meticulous much of the time, but can also be used with gravity. Mousy brown, slightly curly hair is kept at a tame mid-length or shorter, the same color that appears upon an expressive brow, and at rare times at a small beard. Nose long and slightly concave at the bridge, it lends his profile more notable masculinity than his manner and meticulousness does. His eyes are as playful as his smile, and a twinkling dark green which pales under the light, a shift of shade that flashes brightly and often.

His hands are largely unmarred and clean, as is the rest of him- generally he keeps himself very tidy, in both general cleanliness and in dress. Well-tailored clothes and suits in neutral colors are commonplace, even if fine fabrics may not be- save for special occasions. During work he tends to at least dress neatly and in a practical manner to the day's duties.


  • Frederick Hightower † - Grandfather
  • Elizabeth Hightower † - Grandmother
  • William Hightower - Father
  • Eirwen Hightower † - Mother
  • Dylan Hightower - Brother
  • Akira Hightower - Niece
  • Richard Hightower - Brother
  • Amelia Hightower - Sister
  • Rhonwyn “Winnie” Hightower - Sister
  • Deirdre MacLean - Ex-Wife
  • William “Rory” Hightower - Son
  • Muriel Hightower-Hardie - Daughter
  • Samuel Hardie - Son-in-Law
  • Florence Hightower - Daughter
  • Dalton Hightower † - Son
  • Three living children are between 17 and 28 years old.
  • Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Nieces, Nephews.
  • All family members, including his ex-wife Deidre, are potentially adoptable; contact me if interested.
  • For additional layout, see Clans of Dornie.

Portrayed by: Kevin Kline


Dornie became what it is because of its people, and the ingenuity of those people; a town cannot have such a population without having those particular families who make deeper marks on the other families around them. The Hightowers, though English, and neither wealthy nor ambitious enough to have become a clan, have nonetheless been a part of Dornie for a few generations. The family began its roots in Scotland when Leonard Hightower’s young grandfather came north from the border looking for a better promise for himself. It was there that he married, there that his wife bore him many children, and there that he died amidst his descendants. One of his sons, William Hightower, was of the notion to become a doctor; when he realized that dealing with animals and beasts was far easier than dealing with the salty people of Dornie, William adopted the practice of a veterinarian as conclusion to his studies. He and his young wife- a merchant’s daughter- settled into a comfortable life, and had several children of their own. Amid the five that they raised up, only one- Leonard- wished to pursue his father’s footsteps, as caretaker to those who cannot speak for themselves- the beasts and local creatures of Dornie.

A boy's best friend.

Though Leonard’s childhood was as bland as a Dornie childhood could usually be, at least for a little boy who had the telltale companion of a mage. His familiar, Sage, first appeared when he was a babe, as familiars are apt to do. However, even during youth, into his teenage years, and even beyond, neither Leonard nor Sage could recognize the nature of gift that Leon possessed. In time, the mystery fell into the shadows, and he simply came to terms with the fact that he may never know; to be destined to live life with at least one friend that he would never lose was an acceptable, incidental compromise.

He was but a sprout when he found a passion in following his father’s career, and studying to take up the mantle when it was his time to do so. Leon married at a rather young age, eighteen years old to a young woman only a couple of years his senior; a joining of both convenience and warmth, they married while Leonard was ending his beginning true partnership with his father, and the years following were promising ones. As far as marriages go, Deirdre was not ashamed nor hesitant to marry up into the world, nor did she question the merits of marrying a mage. He was from a stable, strong name, and the potential outweighed any prejudice. While she and Leonard obviously cared and grew to care more about one another, it was not love as love tends to be in the tales of little girls. They had a child early on, and three more over the years to come. After the youngest, Dalton, was born, complications with Deirdre’s delivery were numerous enough that having more would be disastrous for her health. Her anger and resentment with her state began forming the rift that would later come to split them apart. The Hightowers lived comfortably while Leon honed his practice alongside his father, until the day that William was unable to continue working.

William’s inability to continue practicing as a partner to his son came not long after Dalton was born. He and his wife were returning from a house-call to one of Dornie’s outer farms, when they were set upon by bandits; Eirwen was killed, the wagon robbed, the horse stolen, and William was left on the road with a jagged arrow through one knee. It was some time before another wagon found them on the route, and by then it was far too late to catch the brigands. The injury to William’s leg was devastating on its own, and the compiled loss of his wife found him unable to work- both physically and emotionally. Though still present to offer Leon wisdom or help with menial tasks, William retired and left the practice to his son- who was more than experienced enough to take over for his father. With roughly a decade of veterinary medicine under his belt, Leonard was able to take the role and fulfill it well. His life was quite stationary and peaceful for several more years to come. Leon’s children grew strong and smart along the way, though for his youngest son it would boil to a point- where curiosity would get the better of him, and thus drive a wedge through his otherwise happy family.

Darker times.

Young boys often have a nearly uncontrollable curiosity that comes with growing up; Dalton was no different, although his family wished he had been. One duty of a veterinarian is to identify and contain diseases that may pose a major threat to livestock or local wildlife- cases of rabid animals being among them. A hunter leaving one of his hounds with the Hightower clinic had no way of knowing that it had contracted the disease; the next afternoon, Dalton was the first to find that the hound had wrenched itself out of the cage. The dog bit the boy, and though they took him immediately to be treated, it became clear in a few weeks that something else had taken root; the onset of death came swiftly after the symptoms began, and within less than a week the Hightowers were mourning the loss of a son. There was nothing that could have been done, yet it tore open the divide already existing between Leonard and his wife. Dalton’s death was followed within months by a very public, very messy, very volatile divorce.

The years passed slowly and grudgingly after the death of his youngest son, but Leonard Hightower proved himself to be a man of great persistence and acceptance. Though the loss was incredibly hard on his family, and he fought to avoid drink- some callings exist in part to act as pillars during times of trouble, and some families come together in times of need. Leon found solace, rather than bitterness, in committing himself further to his work and his remaining children, and further to the good he could bring to the lives of people and animals alike.


The rule of thumb that Leonard Hightower tries to live by is simple; treat others how you would like to be treated. Though he is not always faithful to this mantra, he does his best to honor it. Generally friendly and kind-hearted, Leon has always been a social, flamboyant, enthusiastic type of man. He tries to keep as positive as he can, despite any tribulations that he should face. He can fall into negativity like anyone else, and when he does, he falls just that much harder because of the built-up tension that he overlaps with the everyday. Leon mourns by pressing onward and upward and outward, enveloping his world rather than outright falling to vice or to the bitterness of depression. In tune with his positivity, he loves to please, and can be a generous, persistent man when it comes to personal relationships.

Mister Popular. Or so he likes to think.

In all parts of his life, Leon is passionate; he never does anything halfway, though this can sometimes get into trouble with his pride should it become apparent that he will fail. He is generally valiant when it comes to facing down issues, even if he is fearful of someone or something. Which is often. Contrary to his name, he is not brave- not in the sense of a sword-swinging hero, and least of all when it comes to violence. If faced with a violent situation, Leonard will attempt to either talk his way out of it, or diffuse the seriousness to a point that his well-being seems more likely. If it gets him further into trouble, he will become compliant in order to get out with his skin intact. Much of the time, thankfully, Leonard is too clever to find himself in such predicaments. He is intelligent and academic, and with cleverness is able to use this to his advantage, rather than be another sharp mind with no force behind it. He is broad-minded in both his learning and is experiences, and dislikes those with small-mindedness, a refusal to learn, or are resistant to bettering themselves as people.

Passion can also manifest itself in more ridiculous ways, of course; overconfidence, interference, bossiness, and drama among them. Leonard can be terribly melodramatic if his emotions are allowed to run freely and unchecked, and he is not above allowing such a dramatic reaction to get out of hand. Mention a serial killer after a few accidental deaths, and Leon will think that they were all somehow connected. Failing at something becomes an entire incident. He is apt to make mountains out of molehills if left to his devices. He can get carried away with the finer details that he has an eye for, whether in situation or physical states. In this, Leonard is physically tidy, and keeps himself and his surroundings in this manner; a tidy home or office, however, usually only means that his clutter is exactly where he wants it, organized to his own mysterious specifications. As for a sense of humor- Leonard’s is full of whimsy, silliness, metaphor, and innuendo. Sometimes a bit too much for a small town life and small town friends.

Some of his loves may seem too dynamic, but to Leon, they are naturally that way; this includes his personal relationships, and at times he may seem too overbearing or vibrant. In the end, he is appreciative of all he has, and the people that he knows. As long as the feeling is a mutual one, he is content; Leon rarely has a reason to hate someone, unless they have outright given him a reason to. Once he does hit the point of hatred, it is a long and arduous task to get back into his good graces. He holds grudges well, and will be slow to forget transgressions or betrayals, much less forgive them. With these people that gain his ire, it generates an underlying vindictiveness and condescending reaction towards them, if not a verbally combative manner entirely. His is a subtler anger, prone to speech and inaction. Leonard can also fall into patterns of pompousness without intent, including periods of complaint. Bad moods and built-up subconscious negativity seem to manifest in passive-aggressiveness; manipulation for his own gain, as well as selfish or patronizing notions become commonplace.


Sage(right) and a Friend.

The sun set; but set not his hope:
Stars rose; his faith was earlier up:
Fixed on the enormous galaxy,
Deeper and older seemed his eye:
And matched his sufferance sublime
The taciturnity of time.
He spoke, and words more soft than rain
Brought the Age of Gold again:
His action won such reverence sweet,
As hid all measure of the feat.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Like all mages, Leonard has a gift; unfortunately, he does not know exactly what it is, or what it precisely entails. On the outside, it seems to be that he has aged slightly more slowly than others; being older than he looks certainly gives him the benefit of a long youth. It does not stop there, even though he has long accepted that his gift is a dull one, and one that he may never realize the extent of.

Leonard’s familiar, Sage, can commonly be seen wearing several different forms; her favorites seem to be that of a wolf, barn owl, or squirrel, and she has a handful of back-ups that seem to get regular use depending on the practical aspects.

She has a mild and sweet voice, feminine in that it possesses something matronly to it.

In all forms she tends towards ruddy or dark colors, and in at least wolfen shape, Leonard gets her to wearing a decorated leather and metal collar- as to deter hostility and make her recognizable.

For more, see Character Notes for Leonard.
For logs, see Logs for Leonard.