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Name: Dr. Edward Fisher (Eduard Visman)
Age: 34
Profession/vocation: Paid doctor to the criminal and free doctor to the poor
Affiliation:- Church of the Maker
- One particular to-be-named criminal gang in Kingstone
Skills:- Medical skills; basic medical competences; access to and understanding of medicines, including extremely rare and little-known ones extracted from Pan-Dessian flora and fauna; and competences in biothaumaturgy
- Combat skills: basic gunmanship; basic swordsmanship; an ingenious attitude to medical magic and what other applications it might have
- Bilinguial: speaks both the primary language of the Union and that of his home country in Eronia
Traits:- Brash
- Misanthropic
- Lascivious
- Guilty
Personality: Edward is not a particularly nice man to talk to. He is gruff, permanently irritable and acts with barely-concealed disdain for those around him, including his patients. He is almost famously ill-tempered and impatient. Unsurprisingly, he has no friends that know him on pure social terms, though he does, of course, have contacts through his work with whom he is on simply stand-offish terms, rather than active resentment. Beneath the surface, he is still hugely contemptuous, but there is slightly more depth to him; he is wracked with guilt for his actions in colonial Pan-Dessia and feels morally obliged by a higher power to make up for them through the administration of medicine among the poor. He is, however, morally and ambiguous, and is happy to pick and choose those things he feels are moral or not. He has more or less given up on people and his 'good work' is more of an internal penance rather than trying to make the world a better place – which he will frankly admit to those close to him (provided he is not jealously seeking the higher moral ground). While he likes to behave as though he is above the physical, he is frankly not. He is sleezy, frequently gluttonous, and more than a little interested in saving his own skin. When push comes to shove, morality be damned.
Biography: Edward is not a national of the Union. He was born in _______ in central Eronia, where he grew up as the second son of a middle class family. With the middle classes, too, in Eronia, came education, where Edward excelled in both the humanities and natural philosophy (read: sciences). It was inevitable, if slightly disappointing for his rather more practical family, who wanted another lawyer in the family to take over the family business, that he would go on to university, and continue to develop his increasing fascination in the living body; especially those of humans. It was at the university that his potential as a Biothaumaturge began to exhibit itself. Of course, the applications were few outside that of the military as ownership of the fuels for Biothaumaturgy were few and far between. It was, therefore, as an employee of the government that he grew his skills in Biothaumaturgy, in a Punishment factory just outside the city he grew up in. This both paid for a roof over his head and gave him the experience needed for his education, and, frankly, they were criminals, weren't they? It was only when one (somehow) broke out of its labour and beseeched him for help that he was shaken. That night, he simply ran away.
His flight brought him to the Union where he sought employment as a doctor, but without (great) language skills or (recognised) credentials as a medic, he was forced to turn to His Majesty's Royal Navy, where he trained as a military doctor and joined the main colonial fleet seeking to discover (and conquer) the unknown world. Five years he remained a stationed doctor in Richmond, caring for the men stationed with him. With indignant natives and Eastern fevers flying around, he more than earned his stripes. He also took it upon himself to explore the local area and its fauna and flora, and privately discovered many potential medical applications for their constituent parts. No doubt these medicines were already commonplace among the natives and would be exported en masse to the West within a few years, but Edward was one of the first to get his hands on them.
His career with the navy ended abruptly in his injury; a native woman came to him with her child, whose leg was showing all the signs of gangrine, and begged him to heal him. Obviously, this wasn't something Edward could do within his physical capacity as a doctor and knew that he could not use the navy's medical supply of whale oil for a native. He agreed to help nontheless, and agreed that the Other Side could take from him whatever it wanted. He fully expected to die, and attributes his survival to the prayers of the native woman and feels to this day that he was in some way touched by god. He did, nevertheless, grow ill enough to be discharged and, in his months of recovery, returned to the Union.
Here he decided to dedicate himself to humanitarian work. In order to pay the bills and to acquire the fuels required to enable him to heal the people beyond the reach of physical medicine, he is paid by a big, local gang to heal them without asking questions when they get into scrapes, and is also sponsored by the Church of the Maker, under whose name he begrudgingly performs his 'miracles'.
Forgot while writing this that I didn't know any country names for Eronia. Was thinking mid-east of the continent, roughly equivalent to Austria.
