Wyvern740
Lord of Altera
"In terms of medicine, this world is a benighted place.
I will drag Altera kicking and screaming from the dark ages with the wonders of bloodletting and humorism."
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General Information:
Name:
Esplin
Other Names:
The Beaked Man, Crow
Titles:
Plague Doctor, Chiurgeon
Age:
In his 70s
Race:
Moor Elven
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Heterosexual but with some... bizarre preferences
Current Residence:
A humble hospitum on Lavendula's Estate
Relationship Status:
Single. He's creepy after all.
Social Status:
A bizarre limbo between upper and lower class. He is educated and currently employed by Royalty but he frequently treats the common folk.
Physical Appearance:
Height:
6'1
Weight:
170 lbs
Eye Color:
Purple
Skin Color:
Few people have seen it but given his race it would be assumed to be an unhealthy hue of pale grey.
Shape of Face:
Angular
Distinguishing Features:
Given his body is usually covered what is most noticeable is his body language.
He will tilt his head when genuinely curious and become twitchy and agitated around those who are injured or sick and have not sought medical attention.
Esplin becomes rather excited at the mention of spiders or leeches.
Build of Body:
Lean but somewhat muscular, not that is shows beneath his robes.
Hair Color:
Black.
Hair Style:
Esplin does not style his hair at the moment.
Complexion:
Unhealthy pale grey due to lack of sunlight.
Posture:
Generally adroit, rigid and professional.
Is Seen By Others As:
Stubborn, a little too intrigued by injuries and scars, and sociable despite being somewhat poor at properly interacting with other living beings.
Scars:
None visible.
Voice:
Deep tones and deliberate speech, but can become somewhat muffled in his mask.
Personality:
Likes:
He adores talking about medicine, philosophy and the supposed superiority of the Moor Elves.
Dislikes:
Unpleasant smells, children, and those who use magic in healing.
Strengths:
He is relatively intelligent and can cure physical wounds pretty reliably.
Weaknesses:
He's just as likely to stick a leech on you as he is to actually cure you of your ailments.
Esplin does not engage in combat if he can help it. He does not want to risk breaching his suit.
Fears:
He is obsessed with the miasma and as a result is an anemophobiac (fear of the air itself).
He goes to the extent that he always wears his plague doctor suit in public and will always be heavily perfumed to ward off the "bad air".
Values:
Esplin values education, "rational" thinking, and devotion to the Gods.
Education:
To be expanded in his backstory.
He was taught to read and write and was shown the tricks of the trade by a fellow physician.
Languages:
He speaks Common and Elven proficiently
General Attitude:
Somewhat grim, but curious
Religious Inclination:
Devout follower of the Grey Lady. He prays that she may stay her hand in claiming his patients.
General Intelligence:
He is book smart but can often fail when interacting with normal people.
General Sociability:
He is social but not necessarily great at it. He will often cut straight to the point in conversation.
Esplin is also poor at masking his views on others and will sometimes refer to them as patients, specimens and subjects.
Short Term Goals:
Write a collection of books to educate others on medicine.
Gather the proper herbal medicinal needs to stock his Hospitium.
Research the malignant effects of the Heavenstones.
Open up a hunchback he met recently to see how he ticks.
Long Term Goals:
Dispell miasma across the land.
Become the most prominent and respected doctor alive.
Teach classes to new students interested in the art of healing.
Possessions:
Wardrobe:
Esplin wears a plague doctor uniform at all times in public.
He also has a cane he uses to prod and poke the ill and several pouches and satchels to hold tools and herbs.
Jewelry:
None
Pets/Animals:
He has a spider in his Hospitium he affectionally calls Sheila but that's the closest he has to a pet.
Owned Homes:
His Hospitium on Lavendula's Estate.
General Wealth:
Reasonable wealth, especially now that he has the patronage of Royalty.
Despite this, he often sticks to his old ways of requesting things from individuals he meets.
Health:
Illnesses:
None that are apparent... yet.
Allergies:
Due to his lack of exposure to the air, he is sensitive to spring pollen.
Injuries:
None... yet.
Sleeping Habits:
Nothing far too unusual. This is the only time he is not wearing his uniform.
Energy Levels:
About what should be expected of an early middle aged Moor Elf.
Eating Habits:
He eats reasonably well but he does not feed himself in front of others. The mask simply gets in the way.
Exercise Habits:
Few, as his uniform limits him and causes him to overheat. That being said, he does get quite a bit of walking in, not to mention hauling injured or unconscious individuals to a safer location.
Memory:
He has a reasonably good memory, however he will often remember his patients by their number instead of their name.
Unhealthy Habits:
He refuses to remove his uniform outside of the end of the day. It is also always filled with strong perfumed and oils which might get to his head a bit.
Drinking Habits:
Rarely drinks, though when he does it's wine.
History:
[Coming soon!]
Birthplace:
Childhood:
Teen Years:
Adulthood:
Family History:
Past Places of Residences:
Places Traveled:
Combat:
Peaceful or violent:
Esplin does not generally engage in open combat. If he wishes someone harm he will do so though more exotic means.
Weaponry:
His plague doctor cane. No it does not have a sword in it. Sorry to disappoint.
Combat Training:
None, though he's had to fend off a few muggers and angry villagers in the past.
Training & Skills:
Esplin is trained in the art of medicine, though dubious medicine at that. It can range from the practical to the nonsensical.
Other Trivia:
Occupation:
Plague Doctor and Chiurgeon.
Favorite Types of Food:
Seasoned meats.
Favorite Types of Drink:
Red wine.
Hobbies/Pastimes:
He grows a small garden and takes care of his spider and leeches.
His leeches are named Dimitri, Sarah, and Bubbles.
Favorite Colors:
Black, White, Purple.
I will drag Altera kicking and screaming from the dark ages with the wonders of bloodletting and humorism."
(To add personal art later!)
(Image source)
General Information:
Name:
Esplin
Other Names:
The Beaked Man, Crow
Titles:
Plague Doctor, Chiurgeon
Age:
In his 70s
Race:
Moor Elven
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Heterosexual but with some... bizarre preferences
Current Residence:
A humble hospitum on Lavendula's Estate
Relationship Status:
Single. He's creepy after all.
Social Status:
A bizarre limbo between upper and lower class. He is educated and currently employed by Royalty but he frequently treats the common folk.
Physical Appearance:
Height:
6'1
Weight:
170 lbs
Eye Color:
Purple
Skin Color:
Few people have seen it but given his race it would be assumed to be an unhealthy hue of pale grey.
Shape of Face:
Angular
Distinguishing Features:
Given his body is usually covered what is most noticeable is his body language.
He will tilt his head when genuinely curious and become twitchy and agitated around those who are injured or sick and have not sought medical attention.
Esplin becomes rather excited at the mention of spiders or leeches.
Build of Body:
Lean but somewhat muscular, not that is shows beneath his robes.
Hair Color:
Black.
Hair Style:
Esplin does not style his hair at the moment.
Complexion:
Unhealthy pale grey due to lack of sunlight.
Posture:
Generally adroit, rigid and professional.
Is Seen By Others As:
Stubborn, a little too intrigued by injuries and scars, and sociable despite being somewhat poor at properly interacting with other living beings.
Scars:
None visible.
Voice:
Deep tones and deliberate speech, but can become somewhat muffled in his mask.
Personality:
Likes:
He adores talking about medicine, philosophy and the supposed superiority of the Moor Elves.
Dislikes:
Unpleasant smells, children, and those who use magic in healing.
Strengths:
He is relatively intelligent and can cure physical wounds pretty reliably.
Weaknesses:
He's just as likely to stick a leech on you as he is to actually cure you of your ailments.
Esplin does not engage in combat if he can help it. He does not want to risk breaching his suit.
Fears:
He is obsessed with the miasma and as a result is an anemophobiac (fear of the air itself).
He goes to the extent that he always wears his plague doctor suit in public and will always be heavily perfumed to ward off the "bad air".
Values:
Esplin values education, "rational" thinking, and devotion to the Gods.
Education:
To be expanded in his backstory.
He was taught to read and write and was shown the tricks of the trade by a fellow physician.
Languages:
He speaks Common and Elven proficiently
General Attitude:
Somewhat grim, but curious
Religious Inclination:
Devout follower of the Grey Lady. He prays that she may stay her hand in claiming his patients.
General Intelligence:
He is book smart but can often fail when interacting with normal people.
General Sociability:
He is social but not necessarily great at it. He will often cut straight to the point in conversation.
Esplin is also poor at masking his views on others and will sometimes refer to them as patients, specimens and subjects.
Short Term Goals:
Write a collection of books to educate others on medicine.
Gather the proper herbal medicinal needs to stock his Hospitium.
Research the malignant effects of the Heavenstones.
Open up a hunchback he met recently to see how he ticks.
Long Term Goals:
Dispell miasma across the land.
Become the most prominent and respected doctor alive.
Teach classes to new students interested in the art of healing.
Possessions:
Wardrobe:
Esplin wears a plague doctor uniform at all times in public.
He also has a cane he uses to prod and poke the ill and several pouches and satchels to hold tools and herbs.
Jewelry:
None
Pets/Animals:
He has a spider in his Hospitium he affectionally calls Sheila but that's the closest he has to a pet.
Owned Homes:
His Hospitium on Lavendula's Estate.
General Wealth:
Reasonable wealth, especially now that he has the patronage of Royalty.
Despite this, he often sticks to his old ways of requesting things from individuals he meets.
Health:
Illnesses:
None that are apparent... yet.
Allergies:
Due to his lack of exposure to the air, he is sensitive to spring pollen.
Injuries:
None... yet.
Sleeping Habits:
Nothing far too unusual. This is the only time he is not wearing his uniform.
Energy Levels:
About what should be expected of an early middle aged Moor Elf.
Eating Habits:
He eats reasonably well but he does not feed himself in front of others. The mask simply gets in the way.
Exercise Habits:
Few, as his uniform limits him and causes him to overheat. That being said, he does get quite a bit of walking in, not to mention hauling injured or unconscious individuals to a safer location.
Memory:
He has a reasonably good memory, however he will often remember his patients by their number instead of their name.
Unhealthy Habits:
He refuses to remove his uniform outside of the end of the day. It is also always filled with strong perfumed and oils which might get to his head a bit.
Drinking Habits:
Rarely drinks, though when he does it's wine.
History:
[Coming soon!]
Birthplace:
Childhood:
Teen Years:
Adulthood:
Family History:
Past Places of Residences:
Places Traveled:
Combat:
Peaceful or violent:
Esplin does not generally engage in open combat. If he wishes someone harm he will do so though more exotic means.
Weaponry:
His plague doctor cane. No it does not have a sword in it. Sorry to disappoint.
Combat Training:
None, though he's had to fend off a few muggers and angry villagers in the past.
Training & Skills:
Esplin is trained in the art of medicine, though dubious medicine at that. It can range from the practical to the nonsensical.
Other Trivia:
Occupation:
Plague Doctor and Chiurgeon.
Favorite Types of Food:
Seasoned meats.
Favorite Types of Drink:
Red wine.
Hobbies/Pastimes:
He grows a small garden and takes care of his spider and leeches.
His leeches are named Dimitri, Sarah, and Bubbles.
Favorite Colors:
Black, White, Purple.
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