Jarael

Doctor

Description:

Stats: STR: 8(-1) DEX: 14(+2) CON: 10(0) INT: 19(+4) WIS: 14(+2) CHA: 8(-1) HP: 42

Defenses: REF: 19 FORT: 16 WILL: 20

Skills: Acrobatics: 5 Climb: 2 Deception: 7 Endurance: 3 Gather Info: 7 Initiative: 10 Jump: 2 Knowledge(all): 12 Mechanics: 7 Perception: 10 Persuasion: 12 Pilot: 10 Ride: 10 Stealth: 5 Survival: 5 Swim: 2 Treat Injury: 15 Use Computer: 12

Feats: Cybernetic Surgery, Linguist, Point Blank Shot, Skill Focus (Treat Injury), Surgical Expertise, Weapon Proficiency (Simple, Pistols), Exotic Weapon Proficiency (Neural Disruptor), Zero Range.

Talents: Wealth, Educated, Connections

Languages: Basic, Arkanian, Binary, Huttese, High Galactic, Bocce, Talzese

Species Traits: Intellectual Reputation, Flash of Genius, Darkvision

Weapons: Ascension Gun (+5 atk, 3d8+2 dmg) Sidearm (+5 atk, 3d6+2 dmg)

Equipment: Ghtroc 720 Freighter, Prosthetic Hand, Medical Kit, Surgery Kit, Medpac x6, Utility Belt, Hip Holster, Flight Suit, Jet Pack, All-temperature cloak, Helmet Package, Flare-S swoop.

Credits: 68,225

Bio:

I am the greatest. Of course that sounds egotistical at first, but let me assure you I am. I breezed through schools, graduated at the top of every class, went on to medical school and trumped every student there. It was as if they weren’t even trying. It was fulfilling in a way but after some time with no challenges you start to get bored. It was then I had the idea of an exciting way to challenge myself, I would remove my own hand and replace it with a cybernetic completely unassisted. Even that was not the challenge I required, so I moved on.

I took the most challenging jobs I could. I worked at an emergency hospital, I started my own practice, I saved countless lives with my superior skill and intellect. But there was no excitement there. All of those people wanted to live. An accident here, a stray disease there… but at the end of the day all of them were trying their best to stay alive. Which brought me to my greatest revelation, saving people who wanted to live was pointless. Anyone can do that. I should try to save the ones who actively wanted to die.

So I left the medical field. I gave up on all the coughs and sprains to find the real action. The real challenges. I had accumulated some wealth in my old life, an amazing invention here, a revolutionary new drug there, so I bought myself a ship, packed it with the things I would need to do my work and set off to find some real adventure.

During this time I saw the real galaxy, full of double crossings and blaster wounds it was amazing. I met many people, and made many decisions on who would live or die. This is where my mind belonged. This was where my true superiority could really be put to the test.

And that’s pretty much where we’re at now…

Jarael

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