(http://www.ganeshaspeaks.com/celebrity/celebrityphotos/1964/2/photo/James_Wlcek_photo.jpg)<strong>Name:</strong><strong></strong>Anduin "Andi" Halivar Fordring<br/><strong>Creature:</strong><strong></strong>Whitelighter<br/><strong>Location:</strong><strong></strong>Sitting Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong><strong></strong>Melinda<br/><br/>Anduin gave Melinda a smile as he removed his coat before hanging it up on the coat rack by the door. He followed her into the sitting room. He could tell that there had been some sort of sibling rivalry going on between them. The underlying tone in Melinda's words left little doubt in Anduin's mind that she wanted nothing more than a good verbal sparring match with her brother. He smirked mentally observing this little trait in families with multiple children. It was a heartwarming sight, it brought fond memories of when he had watched his two children growing up. Both had fought with each other over small things and were compeditive to a degree, but when push came to shove they both had each other's back. He could see some of that in the three siblings, Wyatt naturally the oldest was the most protective, Chris the middle child the one striving to get beyond his older brother and of Melinda the younest and by far the scapper of the three. It was only fitting that she be the scrapper in the family after all she was youngest and they usually ended up being the roughest fighters in a family like this. So withouth much ado he had kepted his musings to himself as he had followed Melinda to the sitting room.<br/><br/>As they walked into the sitting room Melinda had indicated to him a chair he could relax on. As he sunk into the plush seat he never got over how advanced humans had become in the last fifty years. This chair was far more comfortble to sit on than any other chair he had sat on in history. It felt wonderful to him but his thoughts quickly turned to Melinda and her question. The answer was yes had not been raised in this area and in more ways than one when he thought about, but he decided to keep things simple, no need to complicate things until such a time as it may have been warrented.<br/><br/>"Ah you can tell eh. Well to answer your question yeah I wasn't born around here. In fact I was born and raised in Ireland. My father was in the military and was stationed there when he met my mother. By contrast my mother was a local herberal remedies shopkeeper and over the course of time she fell in love with him. So they married and about a year and half later I was born. I lived there for almost sixteen years before my father was transferred back to the states and my mother went left her shop to her sister who also co-owned it but also still sent her the profits from it so she could have her own income." he said to her with a smile. While his story had been as true as he could make it it was still a bold face lie, but in eight-hundred years Anduin had refined the story and he was good at telling it by now that he could say and mean it.