History:
Robert Ferrow comes from a extremly one sided background.� His family is three quarters� Scottish, the only peice of Irish comes from his father's mother, giving him his Irish name.� Robert Ferrow grew up in the small backwards town of Brendale, Scotland; a town that was basiclly the equivalent of a twisted Omish society.� The town has the most advanced computers and technology available, but they rarely use it to do anything a man can.� The citizens of this town construct their own houses, cut timber for fire, and do basically anything else one would expect of a midevil society; but insist on teaching themselves all about current innovations.� Robert grew up and lived his live as a metelsmith, reciving the occupation of his father.� He never grew very tall, but his his body became huge, he was less than 5% body fat.� His frame was not able to hold a perfect posture for long and was constantly seen on his haunches.� Seeing an extremly muscular body hunched on the dirt, his friends and neighboor began made fun of him.� "Beast" was the most popular nicknames for him, while others simply called him "The Animal".� At the age of 17, Robert could no longer bear the psychological strain of the insults, and ran away from home.� He booked himself on a private deep space mission as a security member and was taken away from everything he knew for 20 years.� He ventured past the outer edges of known space, defending the crew from everything from the Ape-Men of Pota IV to the crew men who had become psycotic due to prolonged isolation.� He returned from the voyage a prematurely gray man of 37 who hadn't had enough fun.� No other private institution had a need for him, so seeking to further his explorations, Robert enlisted in the only place that would take him, Starfleet.� Robert took courses in everything from Tactical to Helm to Security, and became so eager to see life on a Federation Starship people began to wonder exactly how old this hyperactive man was.� Grauating
 

Disposition: Throughout his childhood, Robert Ferrow was constantly taunted because of his �� over-built body.� He beard this with the most pleasant attitude, due to his belief that each person must carry their own cross.� He is more than self-concious about the wayhe speeks, but oddly notices little about his body.� He, on seldom occasion, has beenreported to go into an extreme rage when he sees an injustice, most likely due to his own experiences as a child.
 

Quote: "I carry my cross everyday, can you?"