(http://www.ganeshaspeaks.com/celebrity/celebrityphotos/1964/2/photo/James_Wlcek_photo.jpg)<strong>Name:</strong><strong></strong>Anduin "Andi" Havlivar Fordring<br/><strong>Creature:</strong><strong></strong>Whitelighter<br/><strong>Location:</strong><strong></strong>Front Door<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong><strong></strong>Anyone<br/><br/><br/>The soft unmistakeble chime followed by a flash of blue-white motes signaled Anduin's arrival. He had materlized across the street in an alleyway from from the Halliwell manor. "Well this will be an interesting charge. The famous Halliwell children." he said to himself as he walked out of the alleyway and across the street toward the manor. He had been selected to be the whitelighter for children of the fourth Halliwell child, Paige Matthews.<br/><br/>Anduin was one of the oldest whitelighters in service to the Elders. Ever since his death nearly eight-hundread years ago. He had seen the rise and fall of civilizations, he had helped charges from nearly all walks of life, from the super rich elite to the common street rat. Each one had been a dear and cherished child of his. When he had first become a whitelighter whenever his charges were in a moment of peace he would go back and watch over his own family. Each of his two sons had made him proud. One had become healer while the other a followed in his footsteps. They had been as much some of his first charges as any of the others had, after all what father could truely abandon his own child. He had been there to see each one buried in the ground and he had been proud of them, like any good father. He had kepted track of some of his decendents but mostly with his immedete family now long since joined the Elders in the world beyond every new charge was a new child to him.  Anduin had been passed over many times for promotion to Elder mainly due to his ideals. He understood the rules by which he lived as a whitelighter, after eight-hundred years he knew them by memory and could quote them witnout missing a beat each time. But he always believed that charge should always choose to do the right thing even if it ment going against the rules. His prinicple things were that he taught them that no matter what in the end when you stood for judgement only you could answer for your choices. He taught them all about the perils and pleasures of free will. While at times his methods seemed overly critical they seemed to have good resaults.  He had been given this assignment cause the Elders were begining to suspect that events in the underworld were begining to shift, that something was gathering itself. So when his last charge had finally been welcomed home by the Elders they had decided that he would be given the roll of Whitelighter to Paige's children.<br/><br/>So here he was in the suburbs of San Fransico walking to have a meeting with newest chrages. As he walked he made sure to keep ahold of a briefcase containing documents that identified him as a contractor that Brianne had hired to renovate her dance studio. A coverstory as most whitelighters protected thier charges from the background so he to had chosen a way to insert himself into thier lives without them even knowing it. He smiled as he walked up the steps to the manor. "Well here goes nothing." he said to himself as he lifted his finger to press the doorbell.