Saibley

Saibley
''Saibley had learned much in her rogue training, but some things could not be taught; one of those personal skills was to concentrate all her thinking into a fiercely held modesty, a way of viewing of herself as insignificant...and in so doing, Saibley was largely ignored by those around her. To them, the plain-looking dwarven woman simply wasn't worth the effort of acknowledgement.''

This was immensely to Saibley's advantage.

Appearance
Saibley Anvilwrought is of average size for a female of her race, about 3.5 feet tall and perhaps 95 pounds unclothed. She keeps her reddish-brown hair drawn up away from her face in a loose knot atop her head. Saibley has green eyes and ruddy skin, and a ring pierces her nose. Her hands are scarred from years of brewing poisons and from close quarters combat. Her body bears the scars of many missions throughout the wars, but she is used to them and barely notices them anymore.

Saibley keeps her armour meticulously clean and her weapons deadly sharp. She has a habit of fiddling with the hilt of her daggers when she is nervous or thinking, and always has a weapon at her hip, even when at social functions.

Personality
Saibley is very much herself; she doesn't put on airs or pretend to be something she isn't unless it is required of her professionally. She likes most people and doesn't really care if they feel the same in return. At almost 88 years of age, she is not quite middle aged but has lived much in those years.

Saibley is open and friendly with her fellow Keepers and cordial to others; she is related by blood or marriage to nearly all of Ironforge and feels most comfortable, most her own self, when she is there, in her small apartment near the Mystic Ward. Saibley enjoys an ale (preferably several) with friends, but requires time alone amongst the stillness and shadows to keep her feeling her best.

Though Saibley has chosen an unusual path for a Dwarf, she is comfortable amongst her kind and doesn't mind some occasional scrutiny from other curious dwarves. She loves her large extended family and feels keenly her place within that hierarchy.

History
Saibley is the youngest of fourteen children; hence her enormous extended family. She is the child of a brewman and barmaid, and carries that sensible, common-man approach to life. She appreciates the simple things in life; good food and a good stout amongst good friends. She sees Brewmastery as amonst the most honourable trades a Dwarf can apprentice in, respecting greatly the traditions of rich conversation and news-sharing the local Tavern brings to Dwarven society.

Saibley had a daughter, Neeve, when she was quite young, and that child was her light and her treasure. Saibley enjoyed far too few years with her precious daughter, who was killed in combat shortly after coming of age and shipping out for duty. Saibley speaks of Neeve fondly but never speaks of Neeve's father, and Saibley herself appears to be the only one who knows much about him, and what became of him.

Saibley's private life is intensely private, and though she is known to many, few if any know her really well, especially as far as romantic love and relationships are concerned. She feels that, should one feel lucky enough to find love in this life, that one should seize it and hold it close for as long as it lasts, regardless of prejudice or custom.