<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/u6KV88V.jpg)</div><strong>Player name:</strong>Sabre<br/><strong>Character name:</strong>Niall Ian McRae<br/><strong>Age:</strong>36<br/><strong>Profession:</strong>Lecturer in History and Religious Studies<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Marital status:</strong>Single, sometimes involved in an uncertain, sporadic affair with a certain colleague.<br/><br/><strong>Description:</strong>6'1", Dark Brown hair, Blue/Brown heterochromic eyes.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Loud for a library bookworm, Niall is perfectly capable of sitting still for hours at a time, but never keeping quiet for more than five minutes.  He will talk to himself if he has to, but not because he enjoys the sound of his own voice.  Any voice will do, leaving Niall regularly mistaken for a good listener.  He gets lost in reading with white noise like radio or a bothersome student usually keeping him company if not enthralled, and so usually avoids eye contact even when speaking.  But sometimes he looks up, and locks his gaze directly: either he is interested or he is not.<br/><br/>His odd discourtesies aside, he is normally very polite and academic with strangers.  With friends he spares more casual conversation.  But with people who manage to tear him away from his tomes, Niall is forward, flirtatious, and sarcastically funny.<br/><br/><strong>Ons &amp; Offs:</strong>See Role Play Preferences - open to most ideas with the right tease.<br/><strong>Fantasy:</strong>Risky, clothed public sex.<br/><br/><strong>Short bio:</strong>Niall McRae was born in the UK and doesn't remember a thing about it.  His father raised him alone after his mother died in an automobile collision near Cardiff, and together they immigrated to the US chasing an open business position.  He grew up with a very slight northern Scots accent that's been diluted ambiguous, subtle, and unobtrusive.  Charming and clear spoken, he studied history and sociology and is now a lecturer on two different campuses while researching on a third.  His undergraduate and graduate courses on Medieval and Middle East subjects fast became popular with a suspicious number of students from outside disciplines, many of them female.  Still young in mind and body he made sure to stay unavailable most days for office hours and always kept the door open.<br/><br/>At one of the universities he would cross paths with an associate professor of English.  At times chaste and supportive, and other times rough and voracious, their peculiar relationship remains unspoken and not at all clear.  Whether one or both of them merely enjoys the company and intimacy or one or both of them just enjoy using the other when stress builds, he never knows whether he'll see her tomorrow in the lecture halls or weeks from now at a symposium out of town, and share a room.  Niall's not even sure if it's monogamous, and she certainly never cared to ask him the same question.  What he does know, however, is that she secretly publishes erotica under a pseudonym, and he suspects he's appeared as a character once or twice.<br/><br/>It's been weeks since they were last together, if it's fair to say they even were to begin with.  She's off teaching a semester in a different state, and he finds himself burdened with a hitch in his research.  Inspired by her, Niall has started his own book, though about pop history and more op-ed than scholarly article.  Whether feeling uninspired for the month, or perhaps even lonely, he's decided to take a weekend for himself lodging at Shadow Lake where she once mentioned finding her muse.