Awder Von Warfel

[Awder von Warfel]

Age: 16
Year: Sixth
House:
Blood: Pureblood
Wand: The core is of ordinary snake venom. However, its unique personality lies in the wood it is carved from. At 11 inches exact, Awder’s wand is shaped entirely from the handle of a Siren’s harp. Unable to resist, many are drawn to the wand at first, only to be scalded by its temperamental lure.
Patronus: A fox, with exaggeratedly slanted eyes.
Boggart: His best efforts aim toward manipulating others, and forcing them to succumb to their mental instabilities. However, Awder’s greatest fear is the pure, unhindered, lunatic.

Personality - Awder vehemently loathes being compared to anyone, especially his father. Though he knows there are obvious traits that have been inherited, he finds Nocturnus a man of too much potential and too little drive. Whereas Nocturnus calculatingly examines emotions to exploit them for no other reason than his boredom, Awder studies another’s sentiments to thrive on them. A manipulative gesture to be sure.

Astonishingly, Awder’s sharp tongue is rarely used. Though he is witty enough to get under Isotta’s skin through sinister remarks, Awder prefers a more subtle weapon. Using a device of mental disturbance, he plays on his victim’s emotions to trap them in a state of desperation. With an effect quite like Imperio, Awder often manages to tame the emotions of those around him into a state of obedience, or in Isotta’s case – madness. It is his best weapon against his sister, as her whirlwind emotions are easy to direct into a feeling of mental sickness.

Just like with Melancholia, Awder is not blind to his sister’s forthcoming lunacy. It is a personal satisfaction for him to believe he is the sole cause of this ailment, or at the very least to know that he is a great catalyst in speeding up the process.

Appearance - Awder Von Warfel is unconventionally handsome, but only because he makes himself so. The angles in his face point toward attractiveness, though his best efforts are put into moulding them so they obtuse and unreadable. His nose is straight in contrast to curvy lips that may have become that way after years of crooked smirking.

While his twin’s beauty is chaotic and dominating, Awder’s is sharp and distinguished in a way that mislead others to believe he is the more docile twin. It is these assumptions that he works hard to disprove, entering vivid power-struggles with Isotta that neither can manage to win.

History - For years, a morose two-seater lingered on the second floor of the Von Warfel Manor. It was situated outside of Melancholia’s chambers, and not even the house-elves dared to disturb it. To them, it was an archetype of her madness and an essential thread in the patchwork of what little sanity she retained.

The two-seater was as formal as it was dusty, and while the Von Warfel habitat was seemingly built from similar and unnecessary accessories, it occurred to Nocturnus that such a misguided form of existence did not belong in his homely corridors. And so, the desolate furniture was discarded, and similarly, Melancholia’s madness was released.

It was to Nocturnus’ lengthy amusement that the cracks in her mentality were visible for years, only to him. Even Melancholia did not notice the unsung fury of her demeanour. Later, Awder would become susceptible to the vulnerability of his mother’s disease, and much like Nocturnus, wield it to his advantage. However, this advantage was short-lived and Nocturnus grew tired with his wife’s mannerisms that only seemed to suggest her inner turmoil. While her stern features were still amiable to the public as they implied only the ordinary, Nocturnus spent years extracting the core of her psychosis.

This constant unearthing of Melancholia’s person was not done to examine the problem in any way medical. Nocturnus merely tested her limits, inspecting when his tugging became too tense, and then aiming for such a reaction. It was to his enjoyment that Melancholia would respond with violence, whether against him or his children. Always, the scars were meagre and indifferent on both his emotional and physical being, though he would often sense both of his children gaining a sense of violent enlightenment after the act.