RE: Villagers
03-27-2013, 05:28 AM
Name: Tannus MacLeary
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Skill: Medicine
Fear: Isolation
Backstory: Tannus's childhood was pleasant and uneventful. He had two loving parents and three pleasant older siblings, all of them living in a large clothing store owned by the father. His older sister acted as clerk; he, his parents and his brothers worked to create clothes (mostly for travelers passing through, but quite a few locals gave them patronage as well).
Then the plague hit.
Travel to the town dried up; nobody wanted to risk catching the disease that was ravaging the populace. Anyone who tried to escape was cut down by the Duke's men, so they wouldn't spread it either. Doctors could have cured it, they said, but nobody came; the town's own doctor had caught it and died long ago, so everyone feared that no precautions could protect them from the disease.
Slowly but surely, his family was running out of food. They had produced clothes that they hoped could protect them from the plague, but they slowly got torn up, needing repairs... and with no travel from other towns, they were running out of fabric. One by one, his brothers stopped coming back. Then his father was lost, and finally his mother. He begged his sister not to go, to stay with him; but she just gave him a little smile and told him it would be okay. The doctors would be there soon.
They never came, and eventually, Tannus was too hungry to stick around anymore. He patched up his outfit as best he could and left for the city wall; his desperate pleas to the guards, thankfully, were heard. He was let go.
By the time he reached the next town and burned his old clothes, he'd decided to do everything he could to prevent others' deaths, even if it meant he would die himself. And so for the next twenty years, he diligently studied to become the best healer for miles around.
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Skill: Medicine
Fear: Isolation
Backstory: Tannus's childhood was pleasant and uneventful. He had two loving parents and three pleasant older siblings, all of them living in a large clothing store owned by the father. His older sister acted as clerk; he, his parents and his brothers worked to create clothes (mostly for travelers passing through, but quite a few locals gave them patronage as well).
Then the plague hit.
Travel to the town dried up; nobody wanted to risk catching the disease that was ravaging the populace. Anyone who tried to escape was cut down by the Duke's men, so they wouldn't spread it either. Doctors could have cured it, they said, but nobody came; the town's own doctor had caught it and died long ago, so everyone feared that no precautions could protect them from the disease.
Slowly but surely, his family was running out of food. They had produced clothes that they hoped could protect them from the plague, but they slowly got torn up, needing repairs... and with no travel from other towns, they were running out of fabric. One by one, his brothers stopped coming back. Then his father was lost, and finally his mother. He begged his sister not to go, to stay with him; but she just gave him a little smile and told him it would be okay. The doctors would be there soon.
They never came, and eventually, Tannus was too hungry to stick around anymore. He patched up his outfit as best he could and left for the city wall; his desperate pleas to the guards, thankfully, were heard. He was let go.
By the time he reached the next town and burned his old clothes, he'd decided to do everything he could to prevent others' deaths, even if it meant he would die himself. And so for the next twenty years, he diligently studied to become the best healer for miles around.