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Annealed Carapace Chirurgeon is the master of triage. From her pre-exaltation youth as an apprentice to one of the few credible street-doctors in Gem, she learned a simple, cold fact: only some can be saved. To save the body, you must remove the gangrenous leg. To prevent the epidemic from spreading, you must quarantine the dying. It is the physician's responsibility to separate the quick from the dead. Post-exaltation, Chiri found that Luna's gifts allowed her to extend her simple, natural philosophy both within and without. Through careful experimentation, she gained almost total mastery of her body's chemical structures, allowing her to produce toxins and anti-toxins at a whim. But Luna's greatest gift was to share a fraction of her perspective: it brought Chiri to the realization that she could scale her talents upwards. The same lancets that could remove necrotizing flesh can carve the pitted black spots from the surface of Creation. You can call it cancer, or Deathlords, or simple human idiocy, but it all amounts to the same thing in the long run. That which can be saved, will be saved. And that which cannot, will be excised. | Annealed Carapace Chirurgeon is the master of triage. From her pre-exaltation youth as an apprentice to one of the few credible street-doctors in Gem, she learned a simple, cold fact: only some can be saved. To save the body, you must remove the gangrenous leg. To prevent the epidemic from spreading, you must quarantine the dying. It is the physician's responsibility to separate the quick from the dead. Post-exaltation, Chiri found that Luna's gifts allowed her to extend her simple, natural philosophy both within and without. Through careful experimentation, she gained almost total mastery of her body's chemical structures, allowing her to produce toxins and anti-toxins at a whim. But Luna's greatest gift was to share a fraction of her perspective: it brought Chiri to the realization that she could scale her talents upwards. The same lancets that could remove necrotizing flesh can carve the pitted black spots from the surface of Creation. You can call it cancer, or Deathlords, or simple human idiocy, but it all amounts to the same thing in the long run. That which can be saved, will be saved. And that which cannot, will be excised. | ||
| − | At a very early age, Chrirugeon (then a young, timid girl called Scuttle) was given in apprenticeship to a hedge-doctor in Gem: Master Chiral. She spent years there tending to the wounds of the city's mercenaries and pit fighters, developing just enough skill to sew shut wounds or wield a bonesaw; Chiral had once been a competent healer, but his skills had been atrophied by decades of drink. Upon her exaltation at age 14, Chirurgeon was found by the No Moon caste Hui-Kin Laughing. Hui brought her to a lunar sanctuary deep in the eastern South, where the glittering desert met high mountains. There she pursued her original vocation, studying under lunar healers while being | + | At a very early age, Chrirugeon (then a young, timid girl called Scuttle) was given in apprenticeship to a hedge-doctor in Gem: Master Chiral. She spent years there tending to the wounds of the city's mercenaries and pit fighters, developing just enough skill to sew shut wounds or wield a bonesaw; Chiral had once been a competent healer, but his skills had been atrophied by decades of drink. Upon her exaltation at age 14, Chirurgeon was found by the No Moon caste Hui-Kin Laughing. Hui brought her to a lunar sanctuary deep in the eastern South, where the glittering desert met high mountains. There she pursued her original vocation, studying under lunar healers while being fostored by Hui-Kin. Soon, however, Chirurgeon began to turn her talents inward, steadily enhancing her physical abilities while perfecting her internal chemistry at the expense of her more intellectual studies. She became, to her own surprise, a deadly warrior. As a result, on the day of her final tattooing, she chose to enter the Full Moon caste instead of her mentor's, much to Hui-Kin's irritation. |
| − | Since then, Chirurgeon has spent her time shepherding various member-states of the Thousand Streams River project. Rather than carve out her own fiefdom, she has preferred to work as a freelancer, making subtle alterations to existing projects in preparation for assuming her own realm. Her favorite guise is to travel the south as a wandering healer, dispensing potions, philters, and sometimes poisons to all those mortals she deems | + | Since then, Chirurgeon has spent her time shepherding various member-states of the Thousand Streams River project. Rather than carve out her own fiefdom, she has preferred to work as a freelancer, making subtle alterations to existing projects in preparation for assuming her own realm. Her favorite guise is to travel the south as a wandering healer, dispensing potions, philters, and sometimes poisons to all those mortals she deems |
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