Michcat
i'm the wench if you're the cake ;)
My alt character, played upon 'Arwstuv'
Posted for a certain Cherry who demanded I do so.
Lore friendly, bound to Legacy Character rules.
[Consent Rules] Come engage me with anything and everything!
Titles Old and New:
Royal Physician
Head Apothecary
Mage
Physician of the Silver Serpent
Headmaster of the Hydra Accord
Head Physician of the Briar Rose Ward
KEY INFORMATION:
Nickname/Alias: “The Physician” or “Black Nakat”, 'Mystic', 'Tze', 'Bitch', 'Poison', 'Magi', 'Magus', 'Hag', 'Witch', 'Heartless', 'Drunkard', 'Monster','Love','Witch-Bitch',
Age: Centuries, by now. If I'm going by the other old fellows, its technically something-thousand something something...
Gender: A bit difficult to determine, though Tzemik does wear feminine robes.
Race: A Nakat, one of the {Nakam}
Social Status: Semi-Noble on the Royal Council as a Botanist, lead a prosperous Hospital, Mage and subsequentially Magus of one of the magic disciplines, Mage and Headmaster of a Medical School, the Hydra Accord (Link below). Co-Owned the land of Vigils Rest, owned a shop. Currently owns land around the Skyreach Tower and a medical academic campus. Among the most learned and dedicated physicians.
Marital Status: Single Mom
Sexuality: Tzemik isn't quite sure. She's generally too busy for that sort of thing. Past experience leads her to believe she's some sort of pansexual, but such social terms are far too complicated for a woman of SCIENCE
Height: Exactly 5ft tall... including the ear.
Weight: Light and spirity!
Homeland: An unimportant Tribal Village on Kavdek.
Current Home: The Compendium.
PHYSIOLOGY:
Build: A bit on the thin side, with silky fur that belies a bit of pudge- In no way is this Nakat physically fit. No way, shape, or form. If it wasn't for the strain of magic on her body, she'd be really fat from how much she eats! As it stands, she's a wirey reedlike thing.
Hair Fur: Fur is black, with occasional spots of grey and a light grey underbelly. It covers Tzemik completely, save for the mass scarring on the right side of her head.
Eyes: Auburn, with an orange tinge. The irises are feline, as Nakam are.
Identifying Marks: Giant sears of scarred skin on Tzemiks head, where no fur grows. Her SPOOKY REPUTATION.
Appearance: Scar tissue covers the right of her head, ropey and twisted. Glossy black fur surrounds the rest, with grey undertones. The Nakat holds herself with an air of snap. A white quartz earring in the shape of a leaf hangs from her one remaining ear, and a medic-bag occasionally hangs at her side. She's probably scowling at people if they're about, or lost in thought if they're not.
HeadScars: Largely located over the right side of her head, extending a bit underneath her jaw. They are ropey, and twisted, smaller scars extending below the Nakats black fur - Which doesn't grow on the larger scarring. Her right ear is torn to shreds, the entire mass of thick disfigurement loosely referencing what happens if you take fishhooks to meat and get all... rippy.
Clothing: Tzemik possesses a number of common outfit;
>Most often she wears a purple coat packed with filled pockets and knickknacks. May or may not don olive green pants. She tends to keep a very useful poncho over that, dyed a dark cyan.
>Occasionally Tzemik has been finding it in her to wear a certain dress- beholding a scaled corset, silk bust, and layers of silken skirts.
>By the graciousness of Ashna, she now has a beige Grafjellian tunic! It makes a nice robe.
>There is a long, oversized white-blue raiment thats tucked away in her suitcase. Best not to ask...
Hygiene: Tzemik has recently smelled more of strange flora and farmland than anything else. She keeps decent hygiene and always remembers to wash her hands, which is evident by her polished claws and cleansed handpads.
Voice: Quick and sharp, direct. Its spoken most often 'to the point'. If caught off guard, Tzemik's soft tones of old usually direct her speaking (At least before she notices).
QUALITIES AND FLAWS:
Strengths:
Intelligence: Tzemik is surprisingly intelligent and uncannily sharp, yet both her DEEPLY TROUBLED/ANGSTY PAST and general social-naivety can get in the way of a reasonable solution to problems.
Languages: Common, Verba- Can write in both of those languages. (Ludkava for the Verba equivalent)- And Elven, although her Elven is of Forest Elven dialect. She knows rudimentary Fae and rudimentary Mok'yra (or whatever the moor elven language is called nowadays).
Profession: Apothecary, Physician, Healer, Magus, Mage, Magi, Botanist, Scientist, Crazy
ETHICS AND MOTIVATIONS:
Personality: yes
Religion or Cults: The Naklefam and her Ancestors. She loses some of her faith with every passing day, yet desperately clings to it nevertheless. Recites the old legends of the Immortal Kings.
Alignment: Evil Good
Short Term Goals: The Hydra Accord, The Apprentice, The Shop. Veijashil.
Long Term Goals: She wishes to one day see her Art prosper. Would be nice if more doctors were around. And maybe some peace and quiet. Veijashil.
TRIVIA:
Favourite...
Place: Gardens and green-houses.
Pastime: Gardening.
Food: Meaty, sugary, and delicious fattening things.
Drink: Oddly in contrast to the above- its bitter mint tea.
Colour:Green pink
Animal: Serpent
Least Favourite...
Place: Planar Infinity
Pastime: Sleeping
Food: CARAMEL (it gets stuck in her pointy nakam teeth)
Drink: Anything bland
Colour: Black
Animal: Dog
IGN: Arwstuv
Tzemik has a theme songs!
Posted for a certain Cherry who demanded I do so.
Lore friendly, bound to Legacy Character rules.
[Consent Rules] Come engage me with anything and everything!
Titles Old and New:
Royal Physician
Head Apothecary
Mage
Physician of the Silver Serpent
Headmaster of the Hydra Accord
Head Physician of the Briar Rose Ward
Nickname/Alias: “The Physician” or “Black Nakat”, 'Mystic', 'Tze', 'Bitch', 'Poison', 'Magi', 'Magus', 'Hag', 'Witch', 'Heartless', 'Drunkard', 'Monster','Love','Witch-Bitch',
Age: Centuries, by now. If I'm going by the other old fellows, its technically something-thousand something something...
Gender: A bit difficult to determine, though Tzemik does wear feminine robes.
Race: A Nakat, one of the {Nakam}
Social Status: Semi-Noble on the Royal Council as a Botanist, lead a prosperous Hospital, Mage and subsequentially Magus of one of the magic disciplines, Mage and Headmaster of a Medical School, the Hydra Accord (Link below). Co-Owned the land of Vigils Rest, owned a shop. Currently owns land around the Skyreach Tower and a medical academic campus. Among the most learned and dedicated physicians.
Marital Status: Single Mom
Sexuality: Tzemik isn't quite sure. She's generally too busy for that sort of thing. Past experience leads her to believe she's some sort of pansexual, but such social terms are far too complicated for a woman of SCIENCE
Height: Exactly 5ft tall... including the ear.
Weight: Light and spirity!
Homeland: An unimportant Tribal Village on Kavdek.
Current Home: The Compendium.
PHYSIOLOGY:
Build: A bit on the thin side, with silky fur that belies a bit of pudge- In no way is this Nakat physically fit. No way, shape, or form. If it wasn't for the strain of magic on her body, she'd be really fat from how much she eats! As it stands, she's a wirey reedlike thing.
Eyes: Auburn, with an orange tinge. The irises are feline, as Nakam are.
Identifying Marks: Giant sears of scarred skin on Tzemiks head, where no fur grows. Her SPOOKY REPUTATION.
Appearance: Scar tissue covers the right of her head, ropey and twisted. Glossy black fur surrounds the rest, with grey undertones. The Nakat holds herself with an air of snap. A white quartz earring in the shape of a leaf hangs from her one remaining ear, and a medic-bag occasionally hangs at her side. She's probably scowling at people if they're about, or lost in thought if they're not.
HeadScars: Largely located over the right side of her head, extending a bit underneath her jaw. They are ropey, and twisted, smaller scars extending below the Nakats black fur - Which doesn't grow on the larger scarring. Her right ear is torn to shreds, the entire mass of thick disfigurement loosely referencing what happens if you take fishhooks to meat and get all... rippy.
Clothing: Tzemik possesses a number of common outfit;
>Most often she wears a purple coat packed with filled pockets and knickknacks. May or may not don olive green pants. She tends to keep a very useful poncho over that, dyed a dark cyan.
>Occasionally Tzemik has been finding it in her to wear a certain dress- beholding a scaled corset, silk bust, and layers of silken skirts.
>By the graciousness of Ashna, she now has a beige Grafjellian tunic! It makes a nice robe.
>There is a long, oversized white-blue raiment thats tucked away in her suitcase. Best not to ask...
Hygiene: Tzemik has recently smelled more of strange flora and farmland than anything else. She keeps decent hygiene and always remembers to wash her hands, which is evident by her polished claws and cleansed handpads.
Voice: Quick and sharp, direct. Its spoken most often 'to the point'. If caught off guard, Tzemik's soft tones of old usually direct her speaking (At least before she notices).
QUALITIES AND FLAWS:
Strengths:
- Literacy- Tzemik has the mind of a learned scholar from extensive travel and research. She can also fluently/perfectly read, write, and speak foreign languages (Mainly Common and Verba, written forms Common and Ludkava respectively). Knows her learned arithmatic and is vaguely competent in wordplay.
- Apothecary- An excellent botanist, from lengthy IC research and pursuit. This includes extensive herbalism and alchemy knowledge.
- Physician- Trained knowledge in the art of mundane body-repair.
- Researcher- Extremely proficient in scribe-work, experiments, and the scientific process. She also possesses a gross wealth of knowledge stemming from this.
- Mage- A magic user under strict OOC Legacy Rules. Has the spellery.
- Magic Passives- Due to her proficiency with magical ways, Tzemik possesses passive magic abilities.
- Needed- There is a small someone relying on her, and Tzemik cannot let them down, under any circumstances.
- Terribly Insecure- Has trouble trusting others and herself, trouble forming and keeping close bonds. Fears the very nature of it.
- Retribution- Fears those she wrongs, the horrible procedures she participates in, will come back to get her. Plagued by guilt of actions past and present.
- Dark and Angsty Past- Has issues with children. Still has issues with children.
- Lack of Inner Compass- Abhors traveling in situations that require navigation. Tzemik's own sense of direction is quite poor at best, and she frankly gets lost a lot.
- Loneliness- .......
- Hearing- Cannot hear all that well (For a Nakat) from the right, due to the mutilated ear.
- Small of stature- Incapable of physically overpowering most any other, because she's short and possesses the strength of a stiff breeze.
- Mortal- Stuff like losing her head and tripping into boiling oil are only a few of the things that render Tzemik, yknow, dead. She's very mortal and tries not to think about it.
- Fluff- LOVE AND AFFECTION?! TZEMIKS ONE TRUE WEAKNESS
- Oddly metabolic- For some strange reason, eats six times what the normal everybody would. This creates .... problems to navigate.
- Open Book- Tzemik isn't the most suave socialite, and its easy to bamboozle her with manipulation and clever emotional play. Her mannerisms and decisions are extremely predictable.
- Addiction- She's a bit of an obvious alcoholic at this point. Fun times.
- Socially Inept- Still has trouble reading emotional and social cues. "I've dissected more hearts than I've emotionally touched, truely".
- Veijashil- Ready and willing to make the ultimate sacrifices. Niah
Intelligence: Tzemik is surprisingly intelligent and uncannily sharp, yet both her DEEPLY TROUBLED/ANGSTY PAST and general social-naivety can get in the way of a reasonable solution to problems.
Languages: Common, Verba- Can write in both of those languages. (Ludkava for the Verba equivalent)- And Elven, although her Elven is of Forest Elven dialect. She knows rudimentary Fae and rudimentary Mok'yra (or whatever the moor elven language is called nowadays).
Profession: Apothecary, Physician, Healer, Magus, Mage, Magi, Botanist, Scientist, Crazy
ETHICS AND MOTIVATIONS:
Personality: yes
Religion or Cults: The Naklefam and her Ancestors. She loses some of her faith with every passing day, yet desperately clings to it nevertheless. Recites the old legends of the Immortal Kings.
Alignment: Evil Good
Short Term Goals: The Hydra Accord, The Apprentice, The Shop. Veijashil.
Long Term Goals: She wishes to one day see her Art prosper. Would be nice if more doctors were around. And maybe some peace and quiet. Veijashil.
TRIVIA:
Favourite...
Place: Gardens and green-houses.
Pastime: Gardening.
Food: Meaty, sugary, and delicious fattening things.
Drink: Oddly in contrast to the above- its bitter mint tea.
Colour:
Animal: Serpent
Least Favourite...
Place: Planar Infinity
Pastime: Sleeping
Food: CARAMEL (it gets stuck in her pointy nakam teeth)
Drink: Anything bland
Colour: Black
Animal: Dog
IGN: Arwstuv
Tzemik has a theme songs!
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