Augusta Morales

Chief Medical Officer

Field Medic.  Combat veteran.  Caring, compassionate, and an absolute hard-ass, Augusta Morales has seen action since she was sixteen, and doesn't plan on slowing down now.

Physical Description

General Physical Condition

Her tiny frame and young-looking, beautiful face often catch people offguard; Augusta is a trained fighter, and is considered ferocious both on, and off, the battlefield.  An avid runner, she is known to sometimes surpass eight or even ten miles a day 'for fun'.

Identifying Characteristics

Like many career infantrymen, Augusta has a unit tattoo on her left shoulder; the mark of the Ilithi Medical Auxiliary. It's said she has a rose inked onto her back, though very few people have seen it.

Special abilities

Augusta is a cleric of Berengia, following the Life domain.  She channels the divine light to bring healing, and hope, to her soldiers under her care.

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Born in a tiny plantation town on the edge of the Ilithi Steppes, Augusta joined the Ilithi Volunteer Service when she was 14 as an herbalist and stretcher bearer (the only job she could do at the time, with her petite frame.)  She found her calling within the medical field, and, on her 18th birthday, volunteered for the Ilithi Medical Auxiliary.

Nine years of hard work, toil and tears went by, as she continued to volunteer for action along the northern border, near the Dragon's Spine Mountains, before being rotated to serve in the Fourth Army within the city of Shard.  This posting bore fruit as she was groomed and eventually named the Chief Medical Officer in 219 by Kukalakai.

Education

The majority of Augusta's education was in the field, after passing through the infantry and auxiliary training provided by the Ilithi Infantry and the Ilithi Medical Auxiliary.  She continues to hone her skills, using what downtime she has to read manuals and practice herbalism.

You want -another- physical?  Get out of my office before I neuter you!
Bitten in the thigh?  Well, one of your friends can suck the poison out, because I certainly won't.
The only exam you'll be getting today is a rectal; now get back into formation and stop pretending your knee hurts.
Stop that!  You can not die without MY consent.
I appreciate you holding your guts in while you rushed to my tent, but, could you have at least put them back in where they go?  What a mess this is!

Species

Human

Age

31

Date of Birth

fifteenth day of the third month

Eyes

Caramel

Hair

Shoulder length, white

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Fair

Height

5'2

Weight

105lbs

Known Languages

Common, Dwarven, Jotun/Giant, and Celestial.