Name: Estevan Ignacio Barrios

Nicknames: Ig, Iggy, Est, Barrios, Stevan, Stev, Sr. Barrios, Mr. Barrios

Age: 24

Gender: male

Orientation: demiromantic heterosexual

Military Rank: -TBA-

Appearance: Estevan has short messy curly hair the color of dark espresso-ash brown with bangs that frame his eyes and  eyebrows. He has a lean agile build and stands at a non-intimidating 5'3 ½ with a dark suntanned skin tone and a dusting of freckles so light you'd have to stand hardly a foot away from him to truly notice. Callused hands telltale of a working life as well as the few scars he has all over from once falling off a (short) roof into a patch of briars.
He prefers comfort and use over fashion and the only times he'll ever be causing dead in anything dressy will be at his funeral most likely, (half due to the fact that he hates wearing anything of such, half because he can't afford it). He wears a simple dirt and oil stained light static grey short-sleeved T-shirt and equally stained and ruffed-up faded blue jeans. A gift from a few years back were a pair of (now old and rugged) light whiskey colored steel-toed hiking boots for which he's had to replace the laces that started out dark brown and now are an off-white beige. For where it's needed he usually has a zip-up brown-orange sweater-jacket that has a few moth holes in it but one can see where he attempted to sew them together with various colors of thread that painfully obviously don't match. 

Personality: quiet, friendly, and emotionally honest Estevan can make friends quickly, but can also lose them fast due to his unbendable iron-will of never changing who he is or hiding the truth if it can be helped. Which usually can come across as being arrogant at times or rude, though he doesn't mean it this way. He's the type to say it as it is and beating around the bush be darned, and isn't overly fond of those who do.
Always willing to lend a shoulder to cry on, or simply be there for someone, Estevan will go above and beyond bending over backwards for those he cares for. His trust isn't easily gained but not hard to either, though if broken can never truly be healed. He loves to laugh and play games though is as hard a worker as the best of them when the need arises.
A bit shy and with a tendency to be introverted Estevan isn't all too good at expressing himself and sometimes gets flustered or embarrassed rather easily by his own mistakes. Though he can laugh it off even at his own expense and continue on his merry way.
A curious and inquisitive soul anything that strikes him as odd, question worthy, or unique he will try to learn more about, though this can often lead him into trouble. Even if he tries to avoid it.

Preferred weapon: personally he likes the feel of some kind of sledgehammer-handle of sorts in his hands for defense (never with the metal of the hammer attached) though not a bat, however, he'll take any mid-to-long range weapon currently available.

Physical Conflict Style: not very assertive until/unless provoked to a certain extent or on certain topics. If willing to fight strikes fast (though not always hard) and prides himself on not being an easy target to hit.

Verbal Conflict Style: passive; not very willing to argue. Will only be verbally assertive if he thinks a wrong has been done and needs to be pointed out. 

Weaknesses:
- arachnophobia (specifically scorpions)
- though can be quick in movement he is not very adept at close range combat
- Intolerance of cold
- Low endurance
- Not good at expressing himself well
- Prone to mild paranoia and over-worrying on occasion

Strengths:
- Building
- High stamina
- Slightly above average strength (due to a life of working near continuously)
- Patience
- Confidence in his working abilities (most of the time anyway)
- Optimism in most situations
- Isn't afraid to get his hands dirty (in the literal sense of dirt and grime etc.)

Talents:
- carpentry (learned from his father and grandfather)
- cooking (specifically spicy foods)
- Trilingual (Spanish, English, German- in that order)
- Ametuer mechanic
- Ametuer electrician
- Ametuer welder
- Camping
- Basic first aid skills

(What Makes Them)-
-- Happy:
- His familia
- Spicy foods (the spicier the better), though he nearly equally likes pickled or sour foods just as well
- Cloudgazing and stargazing
- Seeing others happy and smiling
- A good song
- A nice quiet trail hike where he can listen to the sounds of nature
- A strong cup of coffee in the morning
- His pet lizard Lagarto (literally meaning 'lizard')
-- Sad:
- Seeing friends or family hurt or sad
- Death
- Harsh insults
- Stormy weather (more gloomy than sad but I guess it can go here)
- Being left out
- Remembering the death of his last few pets (a dog, a cat, and a horse)
- Witnessing or hearing of animal cruelty or any inhuman act
-- Furious:
- Having his friends or family spoken unkindly of
- Insensitivity towards others
- Rudeness
- Killing animals for sport
- Having his height jabbed at
- Having his work tampered with or destroyed
- Being yelled at
- Unfairness
- Cruelty
- What he feels is unnecessary punishment
- Profanity

Special Requirements:
- he has a high metabolism and therefore needs to eat a bit more than the average person
- Due to a few of his various jobs he's had over the years his hearing has dulled some, may occasionally need to be spoken loudly to or have things repeated to him at times
- Has mildly weak ankles and (rarely) will sometimes fall seemingly without reason or trip on thin air
- He is allergic to: pineapples, kiwi, coconut, and latex

Other:
- taught himself German just so he could read a certain manual for a car he needed to fix that was made in Germany... (only to realize later that it also came with English instructions....)