Name: Roble (pronounced “Robe-lay”) Cowan
Race: Draenei
Class: Warrior
Profession: Mining/Blacksmith
Age: Old enough to know better, young enough to do it anyways.
Height: 7’ 5’’
Weight: 217 lbs
Hair: White, held high in a ponytail.
Skin Tone: Dark.
Distinguishing Marks/Items: No physical features are out of norm.
Status: Lower end of the food chain and loving the lack of responsability down there.
Organization: Eternity
Favorite Food: Since her wanderings about the new lands Roble has grown a taste for steak and boar pie. The first should be served rare and with lots of spices, the latter is preferred with thick gravy and accompanied with vegetables.
Favorite Color: Though she would never admit it in the open, since childhood Roble seems to be fond of the color orange. The bright, blinding kind.
Favorite Weapon: She feels more secure with a heavy, intimidating mace held within her hands than with a shield.
Favorite Training: What she calls “Big Hurt” (Arms spec)
Favorite Pastime: Card games, the gambling kind. Not to say she is good at the deed, just enjoys the miniscule thrill.
Hated Foe(s): Wonim Oniptla (a rival in her younger years), The Legion
Pets: Her newly acquired cat (or “kit beastie” as she terms the animal), Kyan’ia.
Personality Description:One could falsely question Roble’s intelligence if based on her speech alone. She butchers the Common tongue in a way that would put ravenous wolves to shame, and it is not uncommon for others to query for a repeat of her words or merely look for an interpreter. Yet her lack of knowledge in the Common language hides an articulate and intelligent young Draenei when she speaks her native tongue.
Endlessly curious, she explores every nook and cranny, eager to find something others have not. She is also particularly fond of this planet’s fauna, and swoons over the many shapes, sizes, and smells of the local and exotic wildlife. Thus, she is stubbornly eager to collect the many pet animals available. Her first pet, a small feline by the name of Kyan’ia (“long-whiskered but small-framed tiger”) is often displayed around with pride.
On a personal level, Roble is well into her adult stage and her body seems to agree. Though not easily detected, the female draenei’s maternal instincts manifest themselves in an oddly destructive manner in a drive to secure a safe haven. Fortunately, none seem to care for the reason she bashes the head open of foes, so long as said opponent falls dead.
Nature: Trickster
Demeanor: Autocrat/Conformist
Introverted/Extroverted? Introverted
Intuitive/Sensing? Sensing, with a second to the first.
Thinking/Feeling? Thinking
Judging/Perceiving? Percieving
Three Objectives: (based on order of most important to least)
- To return to her homelands.
- To find a mate and secure her bloodline.
- To record and collect as many of this planet’s animals as possible (Noah’s Ark syndrome…?)
Character Quote:“One of day without sunshine be… well, night.”“I be much wondering how deeper be the ocean if there be no sponges…” “You cannot have it all, where would you put it?”VISUAL REFERENCE: (Warning: SKETCH = SUCKINESS)
Subject: Roble Cowan 
Tue Apr 10, 2007 7:21 pm
