Player information…

Real name: Robert William Evans
Nickname(s): Rob, Raoul, Xavier, Bob Evans
Sex: Male
DOB: 11/22/83
Location: Richmond, VA USA
E-mail address: Robman_1@Hotmail.com
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Quote: "I have a tail because I wanted to have one."
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Character information…

Full name: Robert William Evans
Nickname(s): Rob
Species: Human
Sex: Male
Age: 17
Occupation: Wanderer.

Place of origin: Williamsburg, VA USA.
Place of residence: Inverse City.
Main Hangouts: Office buildings, stores, walking around on the streets.

Physical description: 5'9" 109lbs. Dark brown hair, brown eyes. Very pale with thousands of freckles. Usually wears black shirts, black jeans, a black Australian cowboy hat, and always wears his trench coat and tail.

Personality: Incredibly friendly, very bad temper that doesn't go off too often.

Past history: Left home in VA to come to Inverse to have new experiences and interact with the different races and species located therein.

Often-used Phrase(s): "Let me look in my pocket." "Let's not fight." "I hate guns; they are a coward's weapons."

General skills: 10 years of Tae-Kwan-Do and 12 years of training with a variety of swords ranging from long daggers to two-handed swords, can sing very well and can capture imaginations with the stories he tells.
Special abilities: Sometimes can answer questions before they are asked.

Likes: Having fun, interacting with people, confusing people.
Hates: People that kill other people out of nothing more than a lust for killing.
Fears: Being completely alone forever. Needles.
Defects: Trusts people too easily, usually acts without thinking when angered, becomes attached to people very easily, doesn't really like to fight. Wears glasses.

Natural weapons: None.
Other weapons: Two-handed broadsword, rapier, a variety of daggers. Felt tail.
Items usually held: Anything that can conceivably fit into the pockets of his trench coat.
Special possessions: Doorstop, a long black felt tail that he wears around his waist and can use as another weapon, because it hurts if it hits. Black trench coat that has almost any item one can think of in its pockets.

Pets: A little gray kitten that follows me everywhere. Called her Grimey.
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One-line summary: All around friendly, somewhat-strange guy.

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