Felreich held the letter in his hands, the Sha'an Tzien had betrayed humanity despite what the past told people. The King looked up and shouted out "The army shall mobilize once more!" A force of 30,000 men would move out with the force of 1,000 sun Knights to move against the Sha'an Tzien.
It seemed that the droid had ignored Sek entirely, whether it was because the Ithorian wasn't heard or maybe the fact that he was a weakling compared to these criminals. Sek was by no means a ruffian, unlike these people who had killed before and would do it again. If anything Sek figured himself to be the most mature of this little group, mainly because he would never resort to violence. It was good to feel that way as it lightly lifted his spirit but his light spirit was quickly destroyed upon hearing the droid. They all seemed so violent and Sek did not like it in the very least. Um, can w-we not argue?," the Ithorian asked lightly, sure it was an important subject to them but it couldn't be settled without some civil talk. Though he did not want to speak up with the droid having a blaster, not wanting to be shot by any means necessary.
Though he felt the crawler begin veering of course, now what exactly was happening to them. He did not know of any imperial outposts in the direction they were heading in, but maybe it was a newly constructed one with a friendly staff. However, he then heard the Tortuga speak out to the droid, challenging him to a sort of duel. What was she doing? Getting into a duel with this kind of droid would be suicide on a new kind of level.
"T-there is n-no need for a d-duel," Sek suggested the apparent mandolorian. He really didn't want a battle to happen right in front of him, mainly because he did not want to get caught inbetween it. His eyes shifted between the two figures, one a massive battle droid with an E-11 blaster and a gutsy Mandolorian Bounty Hunter. A fight that could be spoken throughout the age by most common folk, but not by Sek.
Needless to say, Shrödinger becomes a lot more feral when he is in his Soul state, though the strange things is that his suit becomes a part of him. The beak of his mask becomes metal, grows teeth and the ability to use it like a mouth. His hands also undergo change into what would appear to by talons. His sickness does not affect him in this form.
Modified Skills:
[O1S1]Plague Incarnate Similar to the 'Poisoned Weaponry' skill, however he goings the ability to spit out poisons at people of up to fifteen feet in total, or about 4.6 meters. His talons are also covered in the same poison.
[D1S1]Stench of Decay: Shrödinger gives off a very foul smell that can make most men start gagging, it the same smell of a field of decaying corpses in a swamp. If he wills it then he can make the stench stronger, causing some men to outright vomit.
Name: Delen Shrödinger Aliases: Doctor, Plague Walker Appeared Age: Early Twenties Actual Age: Twenty-five Nationality: Pestian; overseas Race: Elf Sex: Male Height: 5'11" Weight: 145 lbs Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Black Physical Identifiers
Plague Doctor Mask
Black coat
Appearance: Shrödinger is a rather slim yet tall elf, with a rather disturbing preference for his clothing. With that being said, his clothing does hide his pale skin, his wavy blackend hair, and just about everything else. His undershirts cling tightly to his figure, showing how thing he actually is, however, with the coat he wears, it makes his seem larger with how it comes off of him. Shrödinger's mask hides his face from all, except for his blue eyes which can be seen if one is too concentrate to look through the lenses.
Shrödinger is not the most muscular type nor is he exactly hardend by any means, only phycologically has he been tortured. Without the suite, he is seen with a saddened face as he watches all of those who are free from his own sickness. His sickness had been another cause for him to be so pale the way he is, as well as the occasion in which his eyes are filled with red instead of the typical white if he does not take his medicine.
Far away from the lands of Aspharia, there was the once proud nation of Pestia, a place filled with equality and opportunity. However, the equality was just a façade for the outsiders. Only those who were once a part of this nation knew truely how horrible it really was, the pain that was caused by the government.
The nation was going through a time of rebellion, the people were revolting against the government who was corrupt with their power. There were, of course, the loyalists which were far lesser in number than the commoners but they had access to all the best training and weaponry money could buy. Two years later after the revolts began, the death of a duke set off a Civil War. It started off with a very bloody battle after the rebel forces attempted to take the capital city, though they were all slaughtered by the loyalists, whom also took large casualties. This only gave more reason to hate the government, the rebellion would begin striking at smaller loyalist cities to spread the Loyalists thin.
Soon after this plan went into action, Delen Shrödinger was born into a nation of pure turmoil. His mother was a rich loyalist while his father was a miner who Delen would always hate with his soul for what he had done. Growing up during the civil war was hard enough for the boy but he managed to always see the lighter side of things, the side in which he mother loved. He had become accustomed to violence and terrorism that the rebels had brought but one thing that he could never forget would be the abuse that his father put onto his mother.
To escape that constant fights that would appear in his household, Delen sought refuge with someone who he considered to be family. It was his mentor, a human doctor who wished nothing but the civil war to end so that the slaughter of innocent lives would stop. Delen met his mentor through his mother when she had gotten sick with some sort of cold and the doctor offered to take on the boy should she need any help. Of course she took the offer and Delen began learning the ways of medicine.
At the age of twelve, the war showed no signs of stopping and the death toll just continued to climb up until the two sides agreed to an armistance so that the people could potientally recover form the war for a bit. Though, that was when things began going into complete chaos as a plague began to spread through the land, killing off people by the hundreds. It was a plague of consumption, people began coughing up their blood and it simply came on too quick before anybody knew what was happening. Death spread through the land once more. Delen and his mentor dawned the suits of true plague doctors and began to treat as many people as they could. While they were trying their hardest, they had no way to actually stop the disease but merely slow it by a miniscule amount.
Soon, the cities were filled with bodies and anarchists who have seen that the government is failing and that the unity of the nation is falling. Though, Delen's family remained loyal at all times, not wanting for the Pestian name to go to waste. However, Delen's father had killed his mother out of fear that she had the dreaded disease. That was when the young man of now sixteen had finally snapped at his father. Clenching to a syringe, the lad but the needle right into his father's temple in the fit of rage he was in and he liked it. That was when his insanity started coming in. Two days after he began developing a sickness that wasn't like the plague that spread through Pestia, it shared similiar symptoms but it could be stopped with a blend that he and his mentor had developed together in order to keep Delen alive.
With the nation in total anarchy, the two saught to leave the place and never return. His mentor went inland to find a shelter while Delen joined up with crew filled with those who also wished to escape the anarchy and death. The crew took control of a ship and sailed for Ashparia, they reached it within a year with half of the starting crew dead, and one-fourth of the remaining survivors starving. Delen has since left the crew and promised to help anybody he was suffering from sickness or any injuries, whether they be slaves or royals.
He had discovered the true meaning of what a doctor was.
Residence: N/A Profession: Doctor Aligned Faction: N/A Social Status: Common Folk Military Status: N/A Other Status:Nylphite Relatives:
Sera Lockwood- Mother; desceased
Earnes Shrodinger- Father; decseased
Dr. Hektor Filch- Mentor; unknown
Starting Gear:
Plague Doctor Mask
Shrödinger's medicine
Offensive Skills:
Emergency Surgery: Shrödinger gets into a mad rush, this causes his attacks to get a little messy to say the least. Often leaving his victim in a bit more trouble than what they needed to be in.
Poisoned Weaponry: Exactly as the title says. Shrödinger coats his weaponry, plus loads it into some syringes, with poison. It is always a fast acting poison to merely incapacitate his foes, though that doesn't mean he doesn't have poisons that can't have a more devastating affect.
Doctor's Orders: Within arm's reach of Shrödinger, he will ask his target to "stand down" if they don't comply then he hits them with a heavy, fast acting anesthesia. Though it can be resisted depending on the person's resolve, generally most people go down. Time of sleep induction depends on the person, factoring in weight and tolerance.
Defensive Skills:
The Mask Despite making Shrödinger take on the appearance of a bird in some form when he has his mask on. It also help him prevent most gaseous forms of poison and it helps against most fumes in the air, though in areas of less oxygen then he begins to black out. It also helps to prevent him from being blinded.
Utility Skills:
Medicine Practice: Shrödinger knows his way when it comes to crafting a good amount of potions, tonics, and even poisons. These can range in effect depending on what he crafts but most of the time he makes medicine for himself and poison for his weapons.
Injection Ballet: Shrödinger has a large syringe needle that he is very comfortable with using, knowing exactly where to use it and how to. He also has extensive knowledge over dosages and such with this.
Weaknesses:
Schrödinger's Disease: Shrödinger lives with an unknown disease that has no known cure, however, it can be held off with a medicine that Shrödinger calls "Shrödinger's Medicine". The disease is not contagious. Symptoms include dizziness, nausea, irritated eyes, constant coughing, coupling up blood, vomiting of blood, and worst of all a constantly clogged nose, plus the possibility of death... he doesn't like what he caught. Luckily he medicine holds off the symptoms.
Not Alone: Schrödinger does not feel that he is alone in his own body, but rather struggling with his inner demons in an attempt to decide whether he should become a killer or continue the path of the Doctor. This can distract him, make him question his moral, and make him betray those he love.
Physically paper: Due to his own sickness, Schrödinger is a very frail man with little very little stamina to go on with. To top it all off, there is nothing that he can do about this. With his immune system nearly always in max overdrive, it takes a toll on him.
Fits of Insantiy: With what he has done in the last and with the constant looming of a potential death, Shrödinger is mainly there but not all the time. He is prone to random fits of insanity where he becomes a great threat to his allies. It can also be triggered if the right things are said to him.
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