Andrew Mordekai
Witch
Witch
Basic Information
| Name |
Andrew Kayden Mordekai
| Date of Birth |
May 1, 1998 (21)
| Gender |
Male
| Sexuality |
Homosexual
| Occupation |
Barista at a local coffee shop, though that’ll most likely fall apart any day now. Head of an Other activist group in the area.
| In-Depth Appearance |
Andrew wields a kind of charm found in those who teeter at the edge of order. His mischievous crystalline eyes and lithe, angular form exude an aura of dissent, as if he himself just didn’t blend with the surrounding reality. Andrew is always looking for a battle to fight, a cause to champion, and it shows in his dress. He gravitates towards sleeveless tops and jackets, to show off the runic tattoos that spiral down both of his arms, ending in runed circles on his palms. Before the Others were revealed, he’d always say they translated to “Untethered Fate” or some other overly flowery bullshit. Now they’re simply runic arrays for gathering energy in magical workings, usually Fire magic.
His jeans tend to have worn spots at the knees (and you know the jokes he gets with that) due to his kneeling at altars for workings. Or painting. Or doing work for whatever job he has that week. Andrew is simply a very active man. That shows in his muscular definition as well, as he is quite fit.
Andrew’s voice is what makes him truly roguish. His English-accented baritone is just deep enough to make your heart drop ever-so-slightly, with a slight softness at the ends of his sentences that grabs you, pulls you in, and makes you listen. He could be called a commander in a civilian’s body, and he wouldn’t correct you if you told him that.
His jeans tend to have worn spots at the knees (and you know the jokes he gets with that) due to his kneeling at altars for workings. Or painting. Or doing work for whatever job he has that week. Andrew is simply a very active man. That shows in his muscular definition as well, as he is quite fit.
Andrew’s voice is what makes him truly roguish. His English-accented baritone is just deep enough to make your heart drop ever-so-slightly, with a slight softness at the ends of his sentences that grabs you, pulls you in, and makes you listen. He could be called a commander in a civilian’s body, and he wouldn’t correct you if you told him that.
Who Am I?
| Personality |
♦ Rebellious ♦ Restless ♦ Loyal ♦ Compassionate ♦
The world will never be good enough for Andrew.
There will always be injustice, danger, and corruption lurking in the dark corners of men’s hearts. He believes that all should be free, that nothing should be held back by the rules of those that perceive themselves as “fit to rule”. Yes, all very Revolutionary, but it’s true. Andrew wants nothing more than Others to be accepted as normal citizens, and for peace, but the constant fuckery of society has kind of left him...jaded. Now it seems like no one can do right. Bosses are either overworking him or treating him like he’s worthless, protesters aren’t aggressive enough or they’re too militant, and nothing goes his way.
So he paves his own goddamn way.
Such a trait makes him somewhat hard to get along with if you’re under any other school of thought than his own. True, this recklessness usually ends in Andrew being some form of deep shit, but the best visionaries die young, right? It’s all about living in the moment and making the best of it. He is seen on the front lines of any cause, and wants to spark others into action. Though Andrew doesn’t seem to get that outbursts of anger, and...well, witchfire, don’t exactly make the situation better.
All of this makes him seem abrasive and uncomfortable, but those under his care attest otherwise. Family, friends, and compatriots all would call him kind and caring. Maybe blinded by his cause, rash, and sometimes dangerous to others...but kind. One has to wonder, however, how long Andrew’s fire can rage before it peters out.
There will always be injustice, danger, and corruption lurking in the dark corners of men’s hearts. He believes that all should be free, that nothing should be held back by the rules of those that perceive themselves as “fit to rule”. Yes, all very Revolutionary, but it’s true. Andrew wants nothing more than Others to be accepted as normal citizens, and for peace, but the constant fuckery of society has kind of left him...jaded. Now it seems like no one can do right. Bosses are either overworking him or treating him like he’s worthless, protesters aren’t aggressive enough or they’re too militant, and nothing goes his way.
So he paves his own goddamn way.
Such a trait makes him somewhat hard to get along with if you’re under any other school of thought than his own. True, this recklessness usually ends in Andrew being some form of deep shit, but the best visionaries die young, right? It’s all about living in the moment and making the best of it. He is seen on the front lines of any cause, and wants to spark others into action. Though Andrew doesn’t seem to get that outbursts of anger, and...well, witchfire, don’t exactly make the situation better.
All of this makes him seem abrasive and uncomfortable, but those under his care attest otherwise. Family, friends, and compatriots all would call him kind and caring. Maybe blinded by his cause, rash, and sometimes dangerous to others...but kind. One has to wonder, however, how long Andrew’s fire can rage before it peters out.
| Likes & Dislikes |
✔Summer
✔Activism
✔Strong coffee
✔Action movies
✔Romance novels (TELL NO ONE)
✔Spicy food
✔Dogs. All of them.
✘Set rules
✘Discrimination
✘Summoning magic
✘Boats
✘Push-overs
✘Staying in one place
✘Fish
✔Activism
✔Strong coffee
✔Action movies
✔Romance novels (TELL NO ONE)
✔Spicy food
✔Dogs. All of them.
✘Set rules
✘Discrimination
✘Summoning magic
✘Boats
✘Push-overs
✘Staying in one place
✘Fish
| History |
Andrew was a young prodigy, skilled in the Craft, and destined for a bright future in Coven life. At least, that’s what his parents believed. Mary Ann and Lucius Mordekai were both venerated members of the Brithonic Coven, and of course expected their young star to join their ranks at the right age. But from childhood into his teenage years, Andrew always had problems with the rules. He’d get in trouble at school frequently, always questioned why he couldn’t show his friends that cool fireball spell, and always challenged anything he was told. Once he was well into his teens, that’s when the real problems arose. Vandalism, fights, and unrest were common issues for Andy. Coven life was most definitely out of the question, and at 18, his parents kicked him out, both ashamed of him and hoping it would jar some sense into him. It did not.
Jobs came and went as he got short with customers and bosses, roommates couldn’t seem to get along with him, and everything was generally short-lived around Andrew. He finally settled with one, at a coffee shop in Edgetoun, as there were others of his kind. Witches and more Others that he could understand and talk to, that weren’t the stuffy Brithonic Witches. It put him at ease, if only slightly, until the outing. Werewolf murderers (of course the media paints them all as bloodthirsty animals) were on the loose and the secret was out. Like clockwork, human purists were right there and ready to fight the Others. All the unrest has Andrew on edge once more, a hairs width from the trigger.
Jobs came and went as he got short with customers and bosses, roommates couldn’t seem to get along with him, and everything was generally short-lived around Andrew. He finally settled with one, at a coffee shop in Edgetoun, as there were others of his kind. Witches and more Others that he could understand and talk to, that weren’t the stuffy Brithonic Witches. It put him at ease, if only slightly, until the outing. Werewolf murderers (of course the media paints them all as bloodthirsty animals) were on the loose and the secret was out. Like clockwork, human purists were right there and ready to fight the Others. All the unrest has Andrew on edge once more, a hairs width from the trigger.
| Family |
Mary Ann Mordekai | 52 | Mother : Hasn’t spoken to Andrew for a few years, though does occasionally send money under his father’s nose. Damn Diviners, always giving her his addresses.
Lucius Mordekai | 53 | Father : Also hasn’t said anything to Andrew, and most likely won’t until the young man changes his ways. So, basically, never.
Lucius Mordekai | 53 | Father : Also hasn’t said anything to Andrew, and most likely won’t until the young man changes his ways. So, basically, never.
| Strengths |
- Forward-thinker
- Courageous
- Charismatic
| Weaknesses |
- Irrational
- Reckless
- Obstinate
- Has a fairly short-fuse
The Other
|Theme Song |
Uprising – Muse
”They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious.”
”They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious.”
| House Number |
Faraday Heights 27B, though who knows if he’ll have the money for it next month
| Extra Information |
Andrew is skilled in Fire magic due to his explosive personality, giving him plenty of passion and power to draw from. His studies in the Circle of Sorcery are geared towards Alchemy, though he isn’t awfully skilled in this yet. Going against the natural order is hard.
