Half PintAndrew Argent of The Morakai
"I would prefer even to fail with honor than win by cheating."-Sophocles
Andrew Oswald Argent
Nickname:Andy
Birth date and age: 21st December 1770 - 246 - Turned at and appears to be 26
Sexuality: Heterosexual
In Depth Appearance:
Andrew stands at 5 foot 11 and has a sinewy physique. His hair is a jet black, and has the strange style of being shaved at his sides, but kept rather long on the top. He often wears the expression of innocence and naivety, reflecting on his unbigoted personality. His hands are scarred, and the most notable wound he has is his left index finger, which is missing the topmost indent. He has, but one tattoo, a small emblem of the West Ham football club that rests just below his right shoulder on his back.
Personality:
• Honourable • Unprejudiced • Despondent •
Andrew is an enigma, so to speak. One would expect a product of the industrial revolution, forced into labour as just a child would come out hardened and angry. Especially in east London. But Andrew came out quite different. He's quite a soft heart, and takes anything anyone says about him to heart, depending on who they are of course. While he is not afraid to fight, he prefers to settle things through democracy. His vampirism caused a great shift in his life, he went from someone training to be a priest to someone having to suck the blood out of innocent people's necks just to survive. Nevertheless, he'd do anything for his coven.
Likes:
- Cars, specifically his Ford Consul Granada, which he bought when they were new.
- Cowboy films
- West Ham United Football Club
- Oasis
- 60s fashion
Dislikes:
- Fighting
- Betrayal
- Donkeys(He's allergic)
- Bigots
- Conformity
Fears:
- Torture
- Losing his legs
- Apocalypse conspiracy theories
Biography: At least one well written paragraph on your characters life.
Andrew was born in East London, during the industrial revolution. His family was as poor as the health standards at the time, and Andrew had never even seen a school before he was sent to work in a factory. His life was tough to put it bluntly. He'd never admit it of course, if there was one thing that was beaten into him as a child it was modesty. His sister, who was around 6 when he was 17, caught scarlet fever, and was slowly, but surely dying. The family had too little money to pay any doctor worth his grit and, as cruel as it sounds that money would be better spent on a funeral.
Andrew, however, wouldn't back down from a challenge such as this. While working at the factory, he had found faith and was studying to become a pastor outside of his work. He began searching through all the tomes and books he could get his hands on, none turning up results. That is until he discovered something he never should have. A musty old book, hidden away by a panel at the back of a bookshelf. I'm sure you've already guessed that it was a book on the occult.
He read the book over and over again, trying to wrap his head around the incantations and spells that it told him of. Summoning demons, communicating with ghosts and even hexing people of all things lay within it's dusty pages. One caught his eye though, a ritual that would summon a creature that could give immortality. He contemplated the ritual for weeks, but when his sister's condition worsened he knew he had to at least try it. The only problem was that it involved murder.
He killed a homeless man, and took his sister out into the woods with the corpse. He performed the ritual, creating a pentagram from the blood and lighting numerous candles and torn pages from the bible all around his sister. Of course, all that mystical mumbo jumbo meant nothing, the only thing that attracted the vampire was the scent of blood. As the vampire began creeping up on his sister, Andrew felt a strong urge to stop what he was doing. He leapt out from the brush he hid behind and attempted to attack the vampire. All that got him was bit, as well as his sister.
For three days they lay there, writhing in pain as they changed into something altogether more monstrous than before. Andrew's sister did not survive the transformation.
He left East London, renouncing his faith and attempting to start a new life. He boarded a ship for America, the best chance he had for a new start. He ended up in Maine after travelling for a few months. He still didn't understand his condition, or why he kept getting a rash after staying in the sun for too long. Eventually the Morakai found him, beginning to char in the hot summer sun.
They took him in and taught him about his condition and what he had to do to survive. The rest is history.
Opinion on your Coven/Pack as well as the others.
Andrew is a strange one for sure. He actually has no qualms with any of the other clans or packs, werewolf included. Of course, saying this, he does prefer The Morakai over everyone else, and wouldn't betray them for the world. But to say that he especially hates one group over the other would just be a lie.
Position/Role in Clan/Pack:
Member
Theme Song:
The Importance Of Being Idle - Oasis
I lost my faith in the summertime
Cos it don't stop raining
The sky all day is as black as night
But I'm not complaining
Other:
POWER: Dream Walking
Andrew has complete control over his blood vessels. As boring as this sounds, it's actually rather useful. If his arm ever gets cut off he would be able to take an arm that was similar to his and essentially stick it on. Furthermore, if he makes a large enough cut on himself he is able to physically grow his blood vessels and is able to actually suck someones blood without ever having to sink his fangs into them. Useful in a crowded elevator.
LIMITATIONS:
-He couldn't replace anything bigger than a forearm using this.
-Anything replaced would need to be replaced within 30 hours or it simply wouldn't work.
-If he does grow his blood vessels, he needs to physically remove the extra length as shrinking his blood vessels is near impossible to him. Removing these vessels is often very painful.
