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Name:
Nathaniel Toombs
Age:
34
Gender:
Male
Species/Ethnicity:
Human, Teinari
Height:
6'3"
Occupation:
Doctor
Residence:
A bunker in the wastes, re-purposed into a kind of medical depot for patching up wayward bandits
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Physical description:
Nathaniel is a fairly handsome man; he's tall, with a deep tan and wavy, dark brown hair that's only just starting to show the faintest signs of grey.
Living in the wastes doesn't lend to much upkeep, and so he's often sporting a decent amount of facial hair, sometimes rather haphazardly trimmed to keep it out of his way. He shows a bit of wear and tear in other ways, like two small-but-deep scars across the bridge of his nose, which at one point must have been nasty gouges.
His greatest defining feature is perhaps his eyes, which are a sharp silver color and make his typical stern expression all the more piercing.
Personality:
Very private. He's there for a purpose, and that purpose is to plug up bullet holes and stitch up knife wounds, so he's really not one for small talk. Which is just as well, considering his clientele are often bandit gang members, who he is more than happy to just patch up and send on their way.
That being said, he is utterly devoted to helping as many as he can. He might gripe about his clients, and might lose his patience with their antics, but he will always help them out without fail, even if they have nothing to give him in return.
This is especially evident in the fact that this man loves dogs, and has a good half dozen strays that he keeps with him.
Magic/Abilities:
Just a doctor.
Relationships:
Strained ties with family; he used to dote on a younger sister back when he still lived in Teinar, but nowadays he doesn't have much contact with anyone from home.
History:
Not much to tell, other than this was once a man who harbored grand dreams of being a great doctor, only for him to end up in a converted bunker in the middle of fuck-off nowhere, treating every miscreant that wanders by.
Life has not been kind.
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