Dr. Siarith Gearheart

Dr. Siarith GearHeart
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Class: Citizen
Species: Human/Demori
Appearance:

A well groomed man, Dr. Siarith Gearheart, with little to no blemishes or scars. Tan baked skin due to his lack of staying indoors; some would say its almost a sandy color hue. Crimson shaggy hair pinned back and some what wild towards the front, even his eyes match the color template of his wild untamed locks of mess.

His attire on the other hand is actually simple. A cream color button up long sleeve shirt and brown pin-striped vest. He even has a pocket watch nestled in his front right hand pocket. Brown or black slacks with matching polished boots. Also he is never seen with out gloves, However, you can tell his right hand is mechanical.

Personality:

Experiments and more! The sky is the limit to Dr. Gearheart. In-fact, he enjoys his work as a doctor a little too much, if yah know what I'm saying. Ladies, smokes, and the occasional pain pill or med usually keeps him chipper. However, he is quite unstable...mentally. He does share a handful of personal addictions, lunar flower drops to be precise. Gambling and womanizing also fall along those lines of 'addictions' as well unfortunately; But he is a good spirit and has a good sense of humor. Even if he is bat-shit-crazy for a doctor.

History:

Siarith Gearheart was once the personal assistant to the Fairchild family. He had a wife and a daughter whom he loved dearly. Also he was a well known doctor within the Novaria n region. Even if he didn't have a clinic of his own, Siarith was more or less a personal doctor to the twins, Sorein and Cassandra Fairchild. He was dismissed however when a chamber maid came across a bezzar creature in Gearheart's bed/work chambers.

A rat that had been surgically sown onto the back of a chicken, which by the way was suppose to be cooked for supper the following evening. Horrified the chamber maid reported the good doctor to the higher ups; where unfortunately his medical license were removed..For the third time.

So like a chain reaction, with the loss of his job so did the supplies he needed to save a life..His daughters. Frustrated Siarith did everything he could to save her, but without his tools her passing was inevitable. Heartbroken and disgusted, his wife could no longer bare it. She left him and that was that. Siarith would never see his beloved daughter and his wife again. The only thing he kept was a small rag doll that had a music box inside. Often he found himself holding the doll and playing the soft voiceless music of 'You are my sun shine' over and over.

Never the less, this did not get the good doctor down. Oh no, the fairchild family needed his special touch when dealing with the fairchild precious twins. He was rehired after a year being out practice; but was not allowed to live within the estate... Or bring the rat-chicken he had so kindly named 'Henry' along with him.

So off to Denskig Siarith moved!

He even opened up a small clinic in the capital of Denskig to make a little extra coin while on 'leave' when ever he was not at the Fairchild mansion.

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