Veech

Samwell Veech On Game As: Veech Played By: Ralph Fiennes Concept: Rogue Autodoc Date of Birth: Unknown Apparent Age: Late 40s Occupation: Trauma Surgeon Virtue: Honor Vice: Pride Freehold: Fate's Harvest Motley: None

Seeming: Wizened Kith: Chirurgeon Manikin Court: Dusk Entitlement: Keeper: The Arkham and Eversmith Traveling Circus

“First, do no harm.”
– Physician's Oath

The Story

      Tannis Voke was a bad person, from a family of bad persons. He was a man who denied things to those who needed them most and stole still more from those who had too much to begin with. He made a very bad decision, and ended up in a very bad place, where he did even worse things to people who did not deserve them. Until the day when he finally found his limit, and tried to do one good thing.

The Suffering

      Those screams, the ones from beyond the doorway at the top of the stairs, belong only to a helpless dummy who now feels warm drops of blood sliding down his lacquered cheeks. For the Ticket Man has been left – alone and alive – in the shadows of an abandoned loft. And his eyes are rolling like mad marbles.
             - Thomas Ligotti, "Doctor Voke and Mister Veech"

The Survivor

      Tannis Voke does not exist any longer. He did one decent thing in his entire life, and he died in unspeakable agony for it. But that one decent thing lived on, despite every attempt to crush it out of existence. For years and years, it suffered in darkness and isolation, under cruel hands and crueler knives. But it survived.

      Tannis Voke is dead. Doctor Veech lives on, the only good thing to have ever come out of a miserable man's life.

      Doctor Veech does not talk about his past. It is not relevant. He is a doctor, and Fate's Harvest is in need of his attentions; this is sufficient.

RP Hooks

• Doctor - To Lost and mortals alike, the most eminently qualified physician available. Magic and medicine in concert.
• Trauma Surgeon - He works at the local hospital, doing what he can for the cases others would consider lost causes.
• Pro Bono Medico - The Lost make bargains. He is a doctor before he is Lost. Payment is neither required nor desired.
• Médecins Sans Frontières - Where the need is greatest, there he shall be.

• Dusk Court - Do not go gentle.
• Pacifist - Primum non nocere.
• Tin Man - Heartless and rusting.

Contacts

• Widget - A patient requiring patience.

Soundtrack

A Better Place - clipping. If ever you find yourself beaten and broke And can't bear the whip for the weight of the yoke And fear that the night will not turn into day Remember the darkness will show you the way It's a long way away, it's a long way away And I'm all alone, alone, alone A long, long, long, long way Flesh is weaker than the metal, it is true But the metal's being moved into a thing it doesn't do Circuitry is only serviceable as much as it is used So why don't you use it 'Til you use it up, abuse it It is strong, it can take it if you can't Your sinews are more intuitively designed for dance Well, it set up a random course safely away from suns Four hundred and twenty three By a hundred and twelve by fifty one

Scrooge - A Muppet Christmas Carol When a cold wind blows it chills you Chills you to the bone But there's nothing in nature that freezes your heart Like years of being alone It paints you with indifference Like a lady paints with rouge And the worst of the worst The most hated and cursed Is the one that we call Scrooge Oh, there goes Mister Humbug There goes Mister Grim If they gave a prize for bein' mean, the winner would be him He must be so lonely He must be so sad He goes to extremes to convince us he's bad He's really a victim of fear and of pride Look close and there must be a sweet man inside ...Nah!

I Am A Rock - Simon and Garfunkel I've built walls A fortress deep and mighty That none may penetrate I have no need of friendship Friendship causes pain Its laughter and its loving I disdain I am a rock I am an island I have my books And my poetry to protect me I am shielded in my armor Hiding in my room, safe within my womb I touch no one and no one touches me I am a rock I am an island And a rock feels no pain And an island never cries

The Crow - Dessa That old crow came back today Sitting in my window like a prophet Out on the fire escape, to say Anger is just love, left out and gone to vinegar You send signal, you listen for an echo At the first splinters you run to tell Geppetto And in the worst winters the whole thing feels untenable Crow took me by the shoulder And he told me honey, don't let go He took me to the workshop Showed me where they built the bodies A mason, a blacksmith, a carpenter And in the darkroom where the whole assembly started On the clothesline where the hearts hung to harden You come as fragile, soft machines And you're bound to fast, bound to grieve But you're built to balance on two feet So why you living this last year from your knees?

Logs

(2019.12.13) The Tin Man