Name: Essan Tacc
Species: Duros
Age: 42
Planet of Origin/Birth: Duro (station)
Force Sensitive Y/N: No
Appearance:
Skills/Abilities:
- Doctor: More acquainted with stitching people back up rather than blasting them apart, Essan's spent the better half of his life working in a variety of hospital's and clinics. Capable of performing both simple and advanced medical procedures should he be given the right tools to do so.
- Basic Training: Joining the rebellion intending to get his gloves dirty rather than his boots, Essan spent his early Alliance days in field hospitals on the outskirts of the fighting. Due to dark times and terrible circumstances, he has been more then once thrown into the hectic fray of combat. Though not to the standards of the Imperial's or even some of the Rebel veteran's he's served beside, he was quick to learn the in's and out's of life in a warzone.
- Emergency First Aid: Having more skill on an operating table then knee deep in muck and blaster fire, Essan is perfectly capable of tending to most wounds and afflictions anywhere on a moments notice.
- Duro Born Jockey: Though holding no interest or will to go anywhere that doesn't require his feet on the ground, growing up on the stations of Duro have left him with a hint of his peoples renowned star fairing abilities. While skilled in piloting most one man or two man crafts, he feel's it is not truly his area of expertise and will in most cases leave such tasks to the professionals.
Equipment:
- First-Aid kit
- 6 Stim-pacs
- Bacta Liter
- 2 SynthSkin dose
- Surgical Equipment (On base)
- Alliance/Uslam Medical Uniform
- Merr-Sonn Model 44 Blaster Pistol
- Misc Standard Issue Provison's
Psychological Profile:
Essan is a lean, worn, and sour faced Duros, not too easily phased by the sight of the graphic specticals of war. Years of gluing back together the horrific remains of bodies broken by daily turmoils has made him no stranger to messy aftermath's of war. Most doctors hold a high moral standing and strong ideals on the preservation of all life, if Doctor Tacc hold any such qualms they are long lost or he is reluctant to show them, he tends to the injured and dying not so much as he belives in his righteous cause, but more to the fact that he's just good at it or simply that
he's suppose too. Regardless of his ideological beliefs, anyone holds the right to lay on his table, they all end up there sooner or later, Imperial or rebel, humans have a tendancy to all look alike on the inside regardless what side they're on.
While refusing to take another living beings life, Essan shows little hesitation to maim one, a laser hole in an Imperials leg or shoulder should the situation require it won't kill them... Outright... But he usually intends to fix it up at some point when he gets around to it. His mind tends to be more focused on his work then the quarrels around him, if action's don't speak for us then what more is to be said? He talks little but firmly when he needs too, rarely sharing information about himself. Few know him better then simply
the doc, not that he hides any dark past, secrets, or the like, but because there is nothing notably to speak of. A simple man in a not so simple galaxy.
Due to the heavy stress of both the war and his occupation, Essan has picked up the unhealthy addiction of smoking, and as a result has been know to do so (despite unsanitary conduct) during some operations.
History:
Born and raised on the stations of Duro, he strived to follow in the footsteps of his father, and renowned surgeon, from a young age, carrying out his family legacy. Graduating with applause-able grades from the Duro Medical Academy, he spent several years working with his dad at his local hospital. Tending to cuts, bruises, and minor ailments of the privileged inhabitants of the Duro stations, Essan began to fell his work was much needed elsewhere in the galaxy. Packing his things and saying his final farewells to friends and families, he took off for the outer rim. Spending several more years hopping planet to planet, hospital to hospital, he eventually ended up on the world of Uslam, where he ran his own clinic near one of the planets abundant mines. While the mines working conditions were fair, it was still prone to accidents, Essan spent the remainder of his time patching up injured and weary miners, still feeling that he could be doing more with his knowledge, he began to look elsewhere for his next destination. But the galaxy is a big place, filled with bigger problems.
When the spark of rebellion first ignited and war came to Uslam, Essan was one of the first into the thick of it, tending to the wounded on both sides, and rationing out bacta and medication to the Uslam soldier, finally finding a worthwhile application for his talent, witnessing and working through both battles of Uslam. As the dust settled and Imperial banners hanged over Uslam, Essan found himself a victim of circumstance, evacuated off world and thrown in with a lot of rebels, he decided to make the most out of the lemons that life had given him and remained with the surviving Uslam fighters, finding this to be perfect use of his profession. The combat had worn heavy on Doctor Tacc however, more then a few times has he had to take up arms to defend his patients, to accompany soldiers in the field, or treat wounded in the field. Since then he has been received as a welcomed asset among the 2nd Liberators, and the remaining alliance fleet.
Yes, and:
"Kana?... Kana, Kana, Kana... Ah yes, the Belgaran, my apologies, all you humans look alike, its difficult to keep track. Good soldier, good at her job, we need people like her. Aside from that I haven't really been acquainted, perhaps I could tell you more in the months to come. It may not be my place, and nor is it my business but the rebels need to be careful with whom they place their trust, I've seen the reports, an ex-Imperial, she's proven an asset thus far but the Empire isn't stupid, it can be cunning and deceptive when it needs too be... I'm not one to judge, all I'm saying is that I hope the Alliance knows what they're doing, or else I may need to order spare body bags..."
