A charismatic man who lives to fight and fights to live; a warrior in heart, soul, and body.
He is self-confident, friendly, and a braggart. He loves life and all it has to offer, is willing to put himself between his comrades and danger, and is as likely to tell extravagant and exaggerated tales of his friends adventures as he is his own.
Wolf's coat is tougher than most, providing excellent protection from skid damage, some protection against slashing attacks, minimal protection from thrusting attacks, and almost no protection from bludgeoning attacks.
Wolf owns two broad swords, and two great axes. Both sets of weapons feature designs depicting fire on one, and ice on the other. However, he uses a sword and ax combo, never two swords or two axes.
His GFs are The Brothers and Fenrir
Andrew was a runway who sought to train at Trabia garden.
He spoke at length with the garden master after being found on the steps of the garden. In the end he was enrolled and he threw himself into his training. Quickly building up great strength and stamina and gained the nickname "Wolf" due to his habit of whooping, hollering, hipping, barking, and howling during battle. He passed his SeeD exam with a rank of 6, but his success rate on missions, as well as the client reports, were excellent, and he gained ranks steadily. He also, however, was quite a trouble maker, and lost ranks almost as often as he gained them. By the time SeeD fell he had a rank of 16.
Since then he's spent a great deal of his time defending the general populace from...well, whatever they need defending from. He's as eager and willing to watch over a villages children as to face of against a pack of monsters. He'll frequently spend nights in a pub drinking it up and having a grand old time with the locals, telling stories or adventures past.
Needless to say, he's not hiding very well. Most of the people he helps tend to like him enough not to rat him out should anyone come asking though.