Dominic Lowell
Name Dominic Gabriel Lowell
Position Bartender
Character Information
Gender | Male | |
Species | Human | |
Age | 30 |
Physical Appearance
Height | 6'0" | |
Weight | 170lb | |
Hair Color | Black | |
Eye Color | Blue | |
Physical Description | A physically fit man, Nic sports several visible tattoos and a couple that are for 'private viewing only'. He has a slight scar that runs into his left eyebrow, leaving him with a permanently rakish expression. |
Family
Spouse | None. | |
Children | None. Actually, genuinely, none. No, not that "but there was that one time". That was a misunderstanding. |
Personality & Traits
General Overview | On the face of things, Nic is a perfectly amiable soul. Tending more towards optimism if given the chance, he balances a near-genius level ability to get himself into trouble with a decently-impressive capacity to talk himself back out of it again. Genuinely willing to talk to just about anyone, he's definitely a gregarious man and seems to have some aspirations towards being the life of the party. It makes his more secretive side all the more pronounced, though at least some are wont to suspect he fosters it just for added appeal. | |
Strengths & Weaknesses | + Observant + Articulate in a very specific way; relentless is probably a good adjective for it + Seems to pick things up quickly + Believes he can dance - Persistence isn't always a virtue - Doesn't quite seem to know how to make tactical retreats - Occasionally seems more capable than he's willing to confess to - Believes he can dance |
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Ambitions | Usually these seem to centre around being in the right place at the right time for the inside scoop, though Nic's attempts at freelance journalism almost seem like a shoddy vehicle for him quenching his inexhaustible curiosity. He is otherwise visibly content with tending bars. | |
Hobbies & Interests | Beyond a plethora of random inspirations that seem to fizzle once a new thing comes along, Nic has the best average for sticking with his art. His sketch work is surprisingly good, at least one talent that is hard to bluff his way through, and he also makes pretty decent replicas and models. The beat up acoustic guitar he carries around also doesn't sound completely awful when he invariably whips it out, and his insistence upon singing along is generally not enough to get him turfed out. He swims to stay fit and thinks he can play squash. He cannot. |