Character Name: Robin Castarin
Age: 23
Non-binary lesbian
5'10" and build like an androgynous brick sh*those.

They have short, curly, dark brown hair and pale grey eyes. Their skin is tan from time spent outside, and their hands are rough from plying their trade, namely working the land. They wear their green, oak-emblazoned metal as a necklace which hangs to about mid-chest. Their clothes are simple and well-worn; a light cotton shirt, rolled up at the sleeves, loose and airy so as not to stifle when they work in the heat of the day. Their trousers are a heavy and durable fabric which seem to always have dirt ground into the knees, and are patched liberally from many thorny mishaps. Their boots are always powdered with dust, and they have the embarassing tendency to shed dried chunks of mud wherever they go. They are responsible for keeping back the wild sprawl of brambles, weeds, and unruly underbrush that attempts to encroach on the agricultural section on the southern edge of town, but their secret passion is growing big, beautiful tomatoes.

Robin isn't much of a mystery, they grew up in Golden leaf and know most everyone. Their father passed shortly before they got their metal, causing them to push harder than most for early mastery of their skills to help provide for their mother and two younger sisters. Although Robin is by no means a wilting flower, they tend to keep to themselves as they have been forced by curcumstance to focus on the needs of their family, and working hard at their job from a young age.

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