Magicomedies Vol. 2

Diary of a Magical Mischief Maker - Interlude

Hi, Norrell here. It just occurred to me after writing that - should this tome be published - I ought to include a who's who in my universe. 

First up, here's me in all my funky glory. I was going to go with 'Enigmatically Flirtatious' for my author photo but decided to do a 'Sound of Music' pose instead. 

My name is Norrell Amadeus Moriarty Quest. I am 21, I love pranks, love music (and if I do say so, am amazing at both), I wear what I like, and do whatever I please, whenever it pleases me to do it.

Throughout my existence, there has always been confusion when people meet me, so just to clarify:

• No, I am not a vampire, nor am I a changling. There are no vampires or changlings in my ancestry. I am 100% warlock. 
• No, my mother did not have an affair with a vampire or changling prior to my birth and as she's the ruler of Southern Mageria, you can actually be tried for treason for suggesting that.
• No, my rare grey skin is not the result of a curse (despite what most of the uneducated residents of my country believe). Nor am I ill, nor am I undead. In fact, I wouldn't be caught dead, or undead or even living, in any places where the dead or undead hang out. Ugh.
• Yes I will be incredibly hacked off if you ask me any of this information because I'm sick of being asked it!
• Yes I am of royal bloodline but left the life of a prince to live among humans because royal life was SUFFOCATING me.

And here are the people I live with in the Human Realm:

My twin brother, Thaddeus Lucius Lorenzo Quest, or 'Tadeo' as he now goes by in this realm (it's his 'author name'. He's apparently in the process of reinventing himself). 

My brother left the Magic Realm with me to pursue his dream of being a writer. He likes gaming and reading; knows a heap of magical history and speaks a surprising amount of languages fluently for someone who doesn't like talking to people. He spends most days indoors, doesn't like strong sunlight, wears black pretty much all the time, and a lot of the stories and poems he writes (at least, the ones I've managed to secretly read while he's not looking) seem to be set in either dark forests or graveyards (actually, I'm starting to wonder about those rumours about my mother and a vampire...) 

Then there's our roommates. By an almost suspicious coincidence, we ended up in a flat share with two more warlocks who had also moved here from the Magic Realm. By an even more bizarre coincidence, they too are twins. 

First up is Rhydia Strange. 

Rhydia and I are somewhat at odds over house rules; she likes them and I don't. I quickly learned, however, that my usual demonstrations of rebellion (in this case, enchanting every household appliance she touched to turn into exploding sticky goo) are highly ineffective against someone who has espionage-level self defence training and is strong enough to throw you into the ceiling with such force that you get stuck there. She seems to make friends easily, which I'm totally not jealous of in any way, loves sports and the Secret Agent connections she claims not to have may come in useful to me one day...

Then there is Rhydia's sister, Leoni Strange. 

Leoni is actually a changeling (which technically means they aren't really biological sisters, as changelings - in our universe - are known to eat the original sibling when both are still babies and take its place. But when I brought this up I got kill stares). But she fiercely loves her sister (and I am being literal there; she has been known to turn into all manner of beasts to defend Rhydia if someone does her wrong). Leoni is hoping to make it big on the comedy circuit. She also wants to steal MY title of Lord of Mischief (HAAAH ha ha ha ha haaaa! Yeah, not going to happen). I have to hand it to her though, she is pretty savvy at pranks and it is SO nice to have a rival of the same intellect, and tastes in music, for a change.