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Journeyman Healer Tukker
Name: Tukker
Pronounced: Tuck-err Nickname: Tuk Sex: Male Rank: Journeyman Healer. Age: 25 Birthplace: Telgar Weyr Mother's Name, rank, location: Cooper, Greenrider, Deceased in the Shakes at Telgar Weyr Father's Name, rank, location: Y'ank, Brownrider, Telgar Weyr, Deceased several turns before the Shakes. Siblings: Syan, Greenrider, 19, Telgar Weyr, Deceased in Shakes
B'ryan, Brownrider,
17, High Reaches Weyr, Deceased in Shakes
Cody, Bluerider,
17, Free Falling Weyr
R'andy, Brownrider,
18, Free Falling Weyr, Deceased, Heart failure in Fall.
Ryan, Greenrider,
16, Free Falling Weyr, Deceased, Suicided
M'ntana,
Brownrider, 24, Location unknown assumed dead.
Ch'nder,
Brownrider, 24, Location unknown assumed dead.
D'kota, Brownrider, 24,
Location unknown assumed dead.
J'lando, Brown Weyrling, 33,
Brother in Law, Free Falling Weyr.
Significant others:
Greenrider Yitara to
Fyantinath, Telgar Weyr, Deceased of Firehead, turns ago.
His Weyrmate, Greenrider
Ranala to Jenarath, 30, Free Falling Weyr.
Children: None, He's an Uncle though, to:
Ry'ndo, Brownrider, 21, Free
Falling Weyr
J'yan, Brownrider, 21, Free
Falling Weyr
Jal'yn, Brownrider, 21, Free
Falling Weyr
Dyan, Greenrider, 21, Free
Falling Weyr
Height: 6'5" Build: Tall, slim, well muscled, able to forcefully persuade any patient to cooperate, agile, he takes care of himself, he's a healer, he has to. Hair Color/Style: Long reddish brown hair, goes down to the middle of his back, and it's always pulled back and plaited, in a tight braid. Eye Color: yellowish green. Complexion: tanned Anything you feel would help describe your persona better:
Voice: Strong tenor.
Identifying Marks: Delicate hands, almost feminine. Various scars all over from different hunting accidents, and difficult patients that pull their knives on him. Jewelry/Weapons: A boot knife, and a small pocket knife, that is always in use. A silver chain around his neck. And his trusty beat up old messenger bag, with various patches, those that know him call it his bag of tricks, as he has just about anything and everything in there... Dress: Loose weyrhide pants with multiple large pockets, with numerous supplies in them, a black sleeveless tunic, and riding boots. Habits: Spending the night on the floor of his office if there's a serious case he needs to stay with. Popping his knuckles, pacing, singing in a light tenor when he is stressed, he talks to Fluffy, Trip, and Drake too, most think he's nuts for it. Hobbies: Swimming, Healing, Sketching, Working, Jogging, Riding his Runner. Personality: A little outgoing, and very dedicated to his job. Sometimes he forgets about his own life, by burying himself in piles of hidework that he hasn't done yet. But other times he sits out on a ledge in the sun and just looks down at the bowl deep in thought. He is a little bit of a daredevil, knowing just how much the body can handle. But most of the time he's in the Infirmary, restocking the cabinets, and shelves, or on the floor of his office, working on hides. Background: Born to Cooper, and Y'ank, he is one of the oldest of all his siblings and half siblings. He was fostered out, when his mother became pregnant again, and he was raised with his little brothers, the triplets. He was always getting ragged on by them because there was only one of him. When he was 12 turns old his friends blue took an interest in him, and he stood on the sands a few times, while he apprenticed to the healer at Telgar Weyr. Grufort took him every where, it didn't matter the injury, he always had Tukker help him. Tukker gave up on impressing at 15 turns, being more interested in being a healer. His father disowned him, but Cooper supported his choice. Tukker and a greenrider were really good friends, and when he was 17 turns old he asked her to be his weyrmate, she agreed, and a few months later she died of Fire head. For a while he refused to study, or have anything to do with healing, because he blames himself for her death, but she was the one that went /between/ when he'd told her not to. He's still a little hesitant to handle a case of Fire Head alone. He reached the rank of Journeyman at 19 turns. A few sevendays later, Master Grufort died at the hands of a feline. Tukker was hit hard by his Master death, but he continued to study, determined to be as good a healer as his master wanted him to be. He heard the need for a healer at Free Falling Weyr, and asked for a transfer there because several of his half siblings are there. He met Ranala trying to help make a leg brace for a bronze rider at the weyr named H'unter, and she was a smith and able to help. They talked allot, and became friends, and they ended up weyrmates, not that he minds one bit, he loves her, just with the way she's a rider, and he's a healer most of the time they hardly ever see one another. A few months ago he wore himself down and he came down with fire-head, but the Journeyman Healer that had just transferred in was able to heal him. He had a relapse, but he's learned his lesson and is taking better care of himself. He's proud to be training his nephew, but he hasn't been cutting the brownrider any slack at all. And he is seriously grateful for Neloru, as he's not the only healer at Free Falling anymore. He's used to the dragons talking to him, summoning him, in his head, and he's honored they think enough of him to do it. He's pretty sure his favorites are Jenarath and Kilenanth, but he keeps that to himself. He doesn't want to hurt anyone's feelings. Pets: Name: Drake Age:7 Color: Grey with tiny black dots all over. Description: 18 hands tall, lean, muscular beast, and a gift from his friend. Personality: A very calm Runner, he will go anywhere Tukker leads him, he can carry heavy loads, and has even pulled a few wagons with a patient or two on stretches in them. He's a brave runner, and he was trained well, but Tukker's friend. Name: Trip Age: 8 Color: Brown Description: Deep chocolate brown all over, with different splotches of what could almost be bronze or gold on his hide. Personality: He's very active, and obeys almost every command given him by Tukker, in good time. Name: Fluffy Age: 8 Color: Orange with black stripes, and a white belly. (Like a tiger) Description: The size of a young runnerbeast, she's missing her left front leg due to an accident. Her claws are kept trimmed, and she has the most curious blue eyes. Personality: Friendly, much like a canine, gets along with any one, never uses her claws, eats from a canine bowl, doesn't seem to realize that she could kill, she's gentle, and un aggressive unless her healer is threatened, usually very timid. She's spoiled by Tukker, she loves little kids, especially the messy ones, because she'll clean them up real quick with her tongue, she gets along with canines, flits, and has a healthy respect for dragons, and from time to time Tukker has used her to persuade a patient to accept treatment because if they're to leave the infirmary it's not him they have to contend with.... Craft or Hold Information Craft: Healing Time in Craft: 13 Turns
Rank: Journeyman Healer
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