Veech

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Samwell Veech
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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


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“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

Logs

  • (2019.12.13)
The Tin Man