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What does your character look like: (Can either be a picture or written) 
Name: David Fore
Nickname/other name known by: Doc
Age: 44
Gender: Male
Relationship Status: He is very very single............... ladies ;)
Race/Species: Human
Personality: He's a very gruff and headstrong person, particularily to those that he is not familiar with, often coming off as a rude and disrespectful person. He also takes his honor and pride very seriously, which may be another cause for bad impressions. While he may be prideful, his grumpy nature is often surpassed when he becomes well acquainted with a person, but even moreso with closer friends. In cases such as that, he becomes a very nice and lovable man. He would do anything for them, including sacrifice his name. He's a very strong believer in the greater good, maybe not going as far as to sacrifice his name, but quite close.
Strengths: He is very quick with his hands and arms, both skillfully and in battle. Although he may not seem like it beneath the mask, he is extremely good with medicinal potions and other liquids. He can also make a mean cocktail.
Weaknesses: Being so defensive, it also alows him to be manipulated and used. He often does things without question when told to by those he trusts. If he were to give his trust to the wrong person, though, results are usually disasterous. He also has poor eyesite, for some of his potions have backfired earlier in his career.
What does your character like/Hate the most: David loves the art of medicine and has always been interested in it. Even as a child, he has found the techniques rather amazing. He absolutely hates criticism, though, which sometimes leads to the silent treatment. Sometimes he isn't the most mature person.
Skills: He is extremely skilled when working with medicines and potions, usually carrying some around on his belt at all times. Hand-to-hand combat is probably his second best skill, having spent an awful lot of his childhood fending off bullies who thought working with medicine was feminine.
Weapon/Items: He always uses his fists when in a fighting situation, often using a potion or two to keep his strength for a longer period, or sometimes quickly healing his wounds. He wears a belt with several pocket, all of them extening into a space much larger than it seems. Multiple potions are stored within them.
Powers/Abilities: No real abilities, unless medicine is considered an ability.
History/Biography:
He was born in a community of warriors and fighters, which was a rather intimidating area. He never really understood why everybody enjoyed hacking people to pieces with slabs of metal, or beating them senseless with a giant wooden stick. He saw the effects and could do nothing but hate it. For some reason, he always felt bad for the people that it happened to. He simply couldn't handle it.
As he grew up, he found ways to secretly treat the people who were taken to his home and tortured or used for fun. He would go out into the forest and gather a variety of plants, berries, leaves, and sometimes intects. He brewed potions and medicines for the sick, injured, or almost dead. Of course, he wasn't very good to start out, but as his number of attempts grew, he got better and better.
That being said, when his family found out, they banished him. Though he was sixteen when they found out, many of the people his age already knew and beat him numerous times. He lost many glass vials throughout his childhood, but went off on his own to expiriment, eventually not needing glass vials. Instead, he found a rather hard plant that took the shape of a small tube. As he used it to store his medicines and potions, he found it maintained it's effects longer, and now uses only the plant to keep them fresh.
A plague soon hit the small town he was staying in when he was 27. Though people looked at him oddly, he was called upon to treat those who had contracted the sickness. To their fortune, he easily was able to calm the symptoms and wipe out the sickness from within their bodies. Eventually, he even created a cure. The disease was known as Necrotum. It ate a person from the inside out. He took samples, and still has a single tube that he carries with him in case he needs to, whenever he may need it.
Other Information: N/A
Theme Song (I always like to include these, necessary or not): DOA by the Foo Fighters
Name: David Fore
Nickname/other name known by: Doc
Age: 44
Gender: Male
Relationship Status: He is very very single............... ladies ;)
Race/Species: Human
Personality: He's a very gruff and headstrong person, particularily to those that he is not familiar with, often coming off as a rude and disrespectful person. He also takes his honor and pride very seriously, which may be another cause for bad impressions. While he may be prideful, his grumpy nature is often surpassed when he becomes well acquainted with a person, but even moreso with closer friends. In cases such as that, he becomes a very nice and lovable man. He would do anything for them, including sacrifice his name. He's a very strong believer in the greater good, maybe not going as far as to sacrifice his name, but quite close.
Strengths: He is very quick with his hands and arms, both skillfully and in battle. Although he may not seem like it beneath the mask, he is extremely good with medicinal potions and other liquids. He can also make a mean cocktail.
Weaknesses: Being so defensive, it also alows him to be manipulated and used. He often does things without question when told to by those he trusts. If he were to give his trust to the wrong person, though, results are usually disasterous. He also has poor eyesite, for some of his potions have backfired earlier in his career.
What does your character like/Hate the most: David loves the art of medicine and has always been interested in it. Even as a child, he has found the techniques rather amazing. He absolutely hates criticism, though, which sometimes leads to the silent treatment. Sometimes he isn't the most mature person.
Skills: He is extremely skilled when working with medicines and potions, usually carrying some around on his belt at all times. Hand-to-hand combat is probably his second best skill, having spent an awful lot of his childhood fending off bullies who thought working with medicine was feminine.
Weapon/Items: He always uses his fists when in a fighting situation, often using a potion or two to keep his strength for a longer period, or sometimes quickly healing his wounds. He wears a belt with several pocket, all of them extening into a space much larger than it seems. Multiple potions are stored within them.
Powers/Abilities: No real abilities, unless medicine is considered an ability.
History/Biography:
He was born in a community of warriors and fighters, which was a rather intimidating area. He never really understood why everybody enjoyed hacking people to pieces with slabs of metal, or beating them senseless with a giant wooden stick. He saw the effects and could do nothing but hate it. For some reason, he always felt bad for the people that it happened to. He simply couldn't handle it.
As he grew up, he found ways to secretly treat the people who were taken to his home and tortured or used for fun. He would go out into the forest and gather a variety of plants, berries, leaves, and sometimes intects. He brewed potions and medicines for the sick, injured, or almost dead. Of course, he wasn't very good to start out, but as his number of attempts grew, he got better and better.
That being said, when his family found out, they banished him. Though he was sixteen when they found out, many of the people his age already knew and beat him numerous times. He lost many glass vials throughout his childhood, but went off on his own to expiriment, eventually not needing glass vials. Instead, he found a rather hard plant that took the shape of a small tube. As he used it to store his medicines and potions, he found it maintained it's effects longer, and now uses only the plant to keep them fresh.
A plague soon hit the small town he was staying in when he was 27. Though people looked at him oddly, he was called upon to treat those who had contracted the sickness. To their fortune, he easily was able to calm the symptoms and wipe out the sickness from within their bodies. Eventually, he even created a cure. The disease was known as Necrotum. It ate a person from the inside out. He took samples, and still has a single tube that he carries with him in case he needs to, whenever he may need it.
Other Information: N/A
Theme Song (I always like to include these, necessary or not): DOA by the Foo Fighters
