Min

[Min]

MIN Name: Min of the Patient Shadows Race: Myrian Age: 25 Birthday: Summer 12, 487 Physical Description With a slender physique, Min stands at 5'10" and weighs about 130 lbs. Her complexion is the color of light mocha and her eyes and hair are dark brown. She is most often seen with a haughty, intense look upon her features, which can quickly freeze into lines of real anger or fury when she gets annoyed over someone being particularly stupid or aggravating. Those same lines can as equally become vibrant with passion, for she is a woman of great emotional range. Character Concept Min is very much the product of her fierce, savage culture, though she has chosen a path slightly different from that of many of the more warrior-like Myrians. From an early age, she became interested in the body’s struggle to overcome physical injury and began to dabble in the healing arts. What started as something of a curiosity grew into a real desire to learn all she could about medicine, as well as seeing the very useful, practical application of such skills. With the number of her fellow Myrians who were injured either by accident, or whilst hunting or in skirmishes of one sort or another, she had ample opportunity to practice and hone what she learned from older, experienced healers. She did do the compulsory years in the Taloba guard, and did learn some skills with weapons as well. But even during that time, she felt her real calling lay in tending to the injuries of her fellow guards. When her obligation as a trained fighter was over, she left the guard as such but has still been very active as one of their healers. She also treats whoever else is in need of her skills in Taloba, or sometimes having to venture out into the jungle to reach an especially critical case. Min has devoted much time over the years to learning as much as she can about those plants and other naturally occurring substances in the surrounding jungle that can be utilized for treating injuries and illness. Though having a fierce animosity towards injury and disease, at least when it comes to her own people, Min is still a Myrian by temperament. She has absolutely no compunction in inflicting harm, even death, upon whoever she perceives as her enemies, and has even learned a bit about posions, to that end. Like many of her race, she is arrogant, brusque, and blunt, though it might be more accurate to say her tongue can sometimes cut sharper than her scalpel. She has no tolerance for stupidity and can easily berate a patient for their own culpability in their injury, be it from inattention or poor fighting skills. Her bedside manner is far from empathetic or sympathetic. But what she lacks in tact and comfort, she makes up for with her doctoring skill. Outside of her role as healer, she is just as abrasive and bold with her candid assessments of others, though they do tend to be quite accurate. She ‘calls ‘em how she sees ‘em’ and won’t pull her punches just for the sake of being polite. Character History will be developed through posting Possessions 1 Set of Clothing (Usually white, color isn’t unusual) -Cotton/Linen Shirt, Vest, or Chemise -Cotton/Linen Loincloth -Cotton/Linen Undergarments -Cotton/Linen Cloak/coat -Simple Boots 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Bone) -Brush (Bone) -Soap -Razor -Balanced Rations (1 Week’s Worth) -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel blowgun and 20 needles(purchase) Lakan belonging to Malkaren/Rorin (gifted on Summer 11, 512) Heirloom: Slender golden torc with tiger head ends 88.9 GM Housing: A room in the Travelers' Row, Syliras (as of Winter, 512 - current) Ledger Purchase Cost Total Starting 100 GM 100 GM Blowgun -10 GM 90 GM Needles (20) -1 GM 89 GM Cup of ale -1 SM 88 GM 9 SM Skills, Lores, Languages Skills : Skill EXP Total Proficiency Tracking 10 RB 10 Novice Medicine 26 SP + 5+3 XP 34 Competent Herbalism 9 SP + 2+2 XP 13 Novice Climbing 5 SP 5 Novice Poison 5 SP 5 Novice Weapon - blowgun 5 SP + 1 XP 6 Novice Socialization 2+3 XP 5 Novice Interrogation 3 XP 3 Novice Observation 3+5+3+3 XP 14 Novice Intimidation 1 XP 1 Novice Philtering 1 XP 1 Novice Massage 2 XP 2 Novice Sewing 2 XP 2 Novice Philosophy 1 XP 1 Novice Investigation 2 XP 2 Novice Rhetoric 1+1+3 XP 5 Novice Negotiation 1 XP 1 Novice Stealth 1 XP 1 Novice Fluent Language: Myrian Basic Language: Common Poor Language: language of the hunt/battle (bird calls, whistles, and other animalistic sounds) Lores : Lore of Falyndar Flora Lore of Religion: Caiyha Observing Human Behavior Syliras Is No Taloba The Crow Kelvic Known As N'all A Crow Kelvic Riding A Horse...Now I've Seen Everything! Philtering Notes on Destroying Poisonous Leaves How NOT to USe the HOT Stones Stone Massage - Basic How to Make a Man cry - Pressure Point Focus Orion Doctor Michaels - Disrespectful, Pale Jerk Healer And Patient: Fighting Together Focus Through Pain Healers: Not A Debt, But A Calling Pay It Forwards Thanking The Pantheon Lore: Grass Bears Lore: Myrian Tigers Lore: Akalak Lakans Akalaks: Two Souls In One Body The Chill Of The Sea (Of Grass) Checking The Severity Of Wounds Recipe For Liquid Soap Checking For Shock Will Over Flesh Sepsis And Gangrene: Slow Killers Licorice Leaves Deep Wounds, Deeper Problem Centella Leaves Responsibility To The Wounded Keeping Wounds Clean Malkaren: Worthy And Useful Myrians: Large Families Blood Vengeance The Cold Logic Of Reproduction The Pain Of The Akalaks Sap Of Poppy Hello, Rorin Will I See Home Again? Walk The Field Of Dreams A desire to help How to treat shock Shiress-the wounded was once a slave The difference between marks and tattoos Cauterization techniques Rosemary as a coagulant Critical need to know medical lexicon in Common Unorthodox means of rendering patient unconscious Becoming a shadow Foiled by a drunkard Orion Doctor Michaels strikes again Gnosis: First Mark of Myri Thread List : Bringing light to the night 83 Spring, 512: Razkar A stitch in time 10 Summer, 512: Malkaren (graded) Nature's Reach 80 Fall, 512: Ka'Real Let me show you how this is done 8 Winter, 512: Orion Michaels (graded) You and me 10 Winter, 512: Na'll Rivent (graded) Knife Edge 12 Winter, 512: N'all Rivent Wounded 23 Winter, 512: Shiress, Richard Burke, Orion Michaels (graded) Herbs and Remedies Winter, 512: Kayne You! 30 Winter, 512: Orion Michaels (graded) Do You Even Teach 39 Winter, 512: Orion A bouncer's bond: 46 Winter, 512: N'all Turn the lamp down low Baby shelter me Turn the lamp down low Risin' up to see Turn the lamp down low Baby please don't go Do you feel a flame that's burnin' as the candle dies Do you see the spirits stirrin' as you close your eyes Do you sense the slow advancement as the twilight thins Do you see the serpent dancin' as it sheds its skin Does the sun renounce its kingdom as the shadows fall Does a fool rejoice in wisdom when a raven calls Do you embrace the dancin' clayman as he tears your flesh Do you hear the souls are screamin' in the serpents mesh Do you need the consolation of a dead man's hand As the tears of desolation flood a dead man's land Do you seek your souls redemption under fervent skies Don't you see your own reflection in the serpent's eye Turn the lamp down low Baby please don't go TEA PARTY - TURN THE LAMP DOWN LOW