#steampunk doctor

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Dr. Jane Doe

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So this is Jane Doe, my tiefling cleric. She had a crumby upbringing and her brother took her away from her shitty family where she was raised with him in a convent of sorts. One night though he took her and fled, giving her a skull mask and telling her to never take it off.

They continued to flee, going from town to town, never staying long and making what money they could as doctors and healers. Not every local church liked them so moving around become second nature. The two siblings stayed close together, and Jane's brother taught her everything he knew about medicine and being on the run.

Then he left. There was only a note saying, "Keep Going, love John". Jane continues travelling to this day, but now with a party of adventurers. She hopes to find her brother again someday. She doesn't know what happened to him or why they started running in the first place. Over time though she has met plenty of other doctors, exchanging knowledge of medicines and other medical practices.

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Anyone else think about how the Toy Soldier has, at some point, canonically met the Doctor

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If this is what immortality looks like, I think you might have been misled.

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Dr. Jane Doe

Context: Jane Doe is a tiefling cleric, and has been travelling for sometime as a doctor, constantly moving, and remaining in one place for short periods before moving on to the next one.

“Hello?” Jane called inside the dark room. “Hello?”

Nothing but darkness and the light from outside shining in, or rather the lack of it from the cloudy sky. Jane had seen a lot of clinics and apothecaries but this one and in this city or town…it needed quite a bit of work. Then again, the city seemed to be fairly…reliant on their beliefs. Jane couldn’t blame them but it seemed to only be doing so much. With a deep breath, Jane stepped inside. One way or another she was going to help.

The smell was, well she had smelled worse, or at least that’s what she told herself. There was a table with some papers strewn about, most lists. There was an open doorway and another door that was locked. Jane peered into the doorway to see odd shapes on the floor in the dark, a couple of buckets scattered about, and heard some moans and coughing. Jane set her bag aside, and approached the nearest shape, kneeling down in front of it. In front of her was a very sick man, sweating and groaning. He kept muttering in his sickened state. Jane checked his pulse and then his temperature with her hand. The man could barely make her out but a horned, skull masked woman certainly would startle anyone, as he started swatting at her.

“Stop stop! I’m sorry! I know I’m scary, I promise I’m here to help. Please please just relax.” She got up quickly, retreating to her bag. He was groaning and trying to call out. Digging in her bag she found some lavender, and crushed it up into a cloth. She hurried back over to him, and carefully with her free hand eased the cloth against his face. The lavender would help him relax and would take time. He was in a weakened state so he relaxed quickly. Jane sighed with relief and got to work assessing his sickness. Damn she needed more light.

Suddenly something grabbed her from behind, and forced her to feet dragging her out of the sick persons room.

“The hell are you doing?! Leave them be or you’ll get sick yourself! Or are you here from the church?!” She was shoved out and stumble before turning to see a plague doctor.

“The hell kind of look is that? A tiefling wearing a skull mask, you really think you can look like that and tend to patients? Or does the church want to try and terrify my patients to death?”

“N-no I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!” Jane pleaded. “I was only-I wasn’t trying to-I don’t-I’m… I’m sorry.”

“Who are you?” He asked.

“Oh um… Jane Doe.” She held out her hand. He almost glared at her.

“Are you trying to be funny?” He asked, and she shook her head. “What is your real name?”

“…Jane Doe.” She brought her hand to rub her arm. Wasn’t the first time she heard that but it still stung. The doctor sighed, sliding the door to the sick room closed.

“Step outside.” He ordered. She obeyed immediately and waited by the door. Jane lowered herself to the ground, burying her head in her hands. The doctor was mad, he thought she was a freak, she was only trying to help, at least the man was resting a little better, maybe it would be fine, or maybe he would yell at her.

The doctor came back out, and turned to see her on the ground. He let out another frustrated sigh making her stand up immediately. Honestly he half expected her to run off.

“Jane you said?” He asked. She nodded. “What are you doing in a city like this?”

“Uh…travelling.” Avoiding eye contact, now that she could see his face with the mask off. He gave her a doubtful look and crossed his arms. “Travelling.”

“Not very scenic.” Jane couldn’t argue that much.

“I can go…” she offered, thinking that may be easier. Perhaps it would be best to leave everything alone and just press on.

“What are you doing here? What did you do to my patient?” He asked, sounding more annoyed.

“I didn’t do anyth-well I did but-nothing bad I promi-not that I ever would-“ he put up a hand and she went quiet again.

“Just tell me.”

“Lavender.”

“You gave him lavender?” He asked a little surprised.

“It helps you relax. He was fitting.” She thought for a moment before her eyes widened. “Is he allergic?!”

“No no… he’s got a high fever. Trying to get him off of pain killers but it’s only so affective. Was trying to find ways of letting him sleep without needing it, didn’t think of lavender.” He admitted. Then he shook his head in disbelief.

“You’re not from the church, you’re actually a doctor?”

“I’m a cleric.” She said.

“Does the church know you’re here?” He asked. She looked around at the empty dirty streets and shrugged.

“You want to help? You’re sure? As soon as the church knows there’s a tiefling here there’s a good chance they’ll want you gone.” He explained. Jane was quiet for a moment, looking down at her feet. Wouldn’t be the first time someone wanted her gone.

“I can leave if you want.” She offered.

“But you want to help?” He asked making her look up. Jane nodded.

“I can’t pay you.” He admitted. “You have a roof to go back too.”

“Sort of.” She said.

“And you’re a healer. You know medicines, herbalism, diseases.” He asked confirming.

“Medicines and a few charms.”

“…okay a couple of rules if you’re going to help me. First off, don’t let the church know you are helping me, they’re giving me a hard time about my methods, if they learn I have a tiefling helping me…”

“I know I’m a freak.” She said nonchalant, as if she were confirming a fact she already knew.

“…second,” he said a little taken aback. “You can’t use that mask.”

“I have to.”

“You can’t.”

“Why? I’ve used it before.”

“…can you cover it?” He asked not wanting to argue with her about this. He was relieved she was agreeable.

“Third, if the church either comes knocking, or starts giving you trouble, come find me. Don’t deal with them in your own, and if I’m not around don’t open the door, don’t even talk to them.”

“What if they need help?” She asked.

“Then hell is freezing over and fire is burning properly in Helheim. In which case there are more issues at hand than the church giving in to modern medicine.” He exclaimed. “Any questions.”

“What’s your name?” She asked.

“Samuel Smith.” He said offering a hand to shake. She shook it.

“For now run off to your roof. Come back tomorrow you can start tending to patients. I have some errands to run so it’ll be up to you. Take notes, tell me their symptoms, and what you do to help them. If you need to use any of my tools feel free. Any problems, write it down, step outside and call, Mini.”

“Mini?” On cue, a small magpie flew down to Samuel’s shoulder. Jane’s eyes lit up seeing the bird.

“She’ll know to find me.” He exclaimed. “Now on your way, I have some work to do. Keep your hood up and keep to yourself. Understood?”

“Yes sir. Thank you.” She ran off to her simple room in a small tavern.

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Doctor Who aesthetic series:

Steampunk aesthetic in "Deep Breath"