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    Hear us then: we know
    You are our enemy. This is why we shall
    Now put you in front of a wall.
    But in consideration of
    your merits and good qualities
    We shall put you in front of a good wall and shoot you
    With a good bullet from a good gun and bury you
    With a good shovel in the good earth.
    --The Interrogation of the Good, Berthold Brecht


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    Name
    R. H. D. W. E. Winter
    His absurdly long name is a creation of his own choosing, though if the intent is to convey a sense of grandiose academic presence and capability he is doing a very poor job. He will answer to Herr Winter, Doctor Winter, and so on but it is generally ill-advised to use his first name in public even if on familiar terms.


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    Race
    Rat King, German ancestry
    While there are unusual circumstances surrounding the nature of his birth and early upbringing, Doctor Winter is mortal by all common metrics of measurement one might employ to gauge his species. He was, so far as anyone knows, born in Brandenburg.

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    Construction & Cast
    Elegantly thin, welcoming angles, threatening lines.
    His body is of a gracefully severe shape, thin and angular at every turn with long, delicate fingers and a reedy trunk with little prominence of the shoulders. Much of its finer details, however, are obscured beneath a shroud of fine fabric and leather, concealed beneath gloves that never seem to leave his hands

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    Age & Visage
    Early thirties, cunning and scar-riddled.
    In spite of his singularly harrowing life experience Herr Richter seems to as of yet taken on little of the symptoms of prolonged stress, exhaustion, or trauma save for a subtle shadowing under his often-crinkled eyes. His features are sharp and could be called "fox-like" for their quality of cunning and the not-unwelcoming angles that construct them. His lips are affected by a combination of slashing and burn damage that has left them peeled back from his gums in some places, with burn damage reaching his cheeks. This gives him a quality of perpetually sneering or grinning, depending on the angle and light. His hair is untidily cropped at the back of his neck and is shot through with spindles of premature white.

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    Particulars
    Scars and seals of the flesh
    His gloves and long sleeves conceal a variety of scars that seem incomprehensibly rampant for a person his age. Additional scars may reside elsewhere on his body, but it's not like you'll ever know. His neck is shaved and inked black, and some with greater feats of perception may notice something on his throat.

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    Identity
    GNC Transman
    Prefers masculine address "he/him, Herr, etc etc"


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    Dress
    Untidily formal, efficiently sterile.
    His presentation is typically a slapdash formal at worst, and fastidiously efficient at best. When on free hours he dresses in smart button-ups and slacks that are neatly pressed and messily attached to his body. When working in the infirmary he wears a black leather longcoat, gloves, and boots with a leather apron. When working in his "laboratory" one cannot anticipate what they may find him in. Under all circumstances he is equipped with a small laboratory of pouches and vial holsters, and several small implements for administering first aid should the need arise.


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    Scent
    Sulfur, Phosphorus, Blood
    The odors that accompany his person are at any given time largely informed by his time spent in a laboratory or infirmary, and may be unsavory or unsettling to those unaccustomed to them. Little thought is given to masking these smells with cologne or perfume, and they often accompany him even at formal social functions when propriety demands he attend. Notably more keen-nosed individuals may note the absence of more common odors on his person typical of an active, living person working in stifling clothing for long hours.
    • Shaded small full body
    • Feat. Kore