Age: 25
MA 8
PB: 9
Height: 5ft 9in
Weight: Around 140lbw

Eyes: Grey
Hair: Dark brown

Complexion
Pale face, dark sunken eyes, distant look.

Description
Unkempt beard; matted, unkempt hair. Broad shoulders but thin limbs - a gentle breeze looks likely to blow him over. When he walks there's a particular lumbering gait, as if the act of moving is difficult or uncomfortable for him - and yet when he needs to he can be fast.

He has a handsome, young looking face that people describe as cute - but nobody would ever call him attractive. No, at best cute at worst plain. Not that he cares.

Wears similar clothes most days (they couldn't be the same set, could they??) - dark combat trousers, army boots, a dark hoodie and baseball cap. Sometimes, the hoodie is pulled up tight over his head, the brim of the cap sticking out from its shadowy recess pulled down to hide his eyes and face. Other times his face is open, his cap worn backwards the hood hanging loose.
When he's at work he wears a set of mechanics overalls over his casual wear.

Disposition:
Quiet, curious, introverted, helpful oddball. Robbie doesn't say much, and even less anything of interest to anyone other than himself. Yet Robbie is aware of the world around him, more so than his distant expression would suggest. Its not so much that he doesn't see the world around him, he does - he just doesn't care about it or see it quite how you would.

Enjoys doodling or writing in one of many notebooks that he carries - but they're his and you aren't allowed to see them without his permission. You can't even touch or move his bag. That would be bad.


Background:
Doesn't talk much about his past - in fact he doesn't talk about it at all. Its not important, you see. Its not where you've been it's where you're going.
But everyone round here knows of Robbie, and that he's a good boy. He's helpful too.