"Whenever a Doctor cannot do good, he must be kept from doing harm."
Full Name:
Sylvaria Alexis Matthas-Kewatt
"'Tis my name, I seem to think it fits me."
Nicknames and Aliases:
Usually goes by Sylvia Matthas.
"Please, just Sylvia is fine, or Doc... Either or, doesn't matter."
Blessed or Ordinary:
Ordinary
"Ordinary isn't bad. It means my potential has yet to come"
Role:
Lord child 1, Second in command for the WCU6, and mistress of Blessed child 2
"Granted I am the daughter of a Duke. I don't see it as more than a name"
Gender:
Female
"One would think you could tell"
Age:
Eighteen
"Well. I guess I can say I've only lived a fraction of my life"
Sexual Orientation:
"U-um..... I-I don't quite.... Know...."
Sylvaria Alexis Matthas-Kewatt
"'Tis my name, I seem to think it fits me."
Nicknames and Aliases:
Usually goes by Sylvia Matthas.
"Please, just Sylvia is fine, or Doc... Either or, doesn't matter."
Blessed or Ordinary:
Ordinary
"Ordinary isn't bad. It means my potential has yet to come"
Role:
Lord child 1, Second in command for the WCU6, and mistress of Blessed child 2
"Granted I am the daughter of a Duke. I don't see it as more than a name"
Gender:
Female
"One would think you could tell"
Age:
Eighteen
"Well. I guess I can say I've only lived a fraction of my life"
Sexual Orientation:
"U-um..... I-I don't quite.... Know...."
.:Medical Response:.
~Sylvia was trained to be a doctor, because of this, she is much like a Paramedic in that she can quickly diagnose and treat injuries and illnesses that can be presented in the battlefield. That's to say, if she has the right resources for the job. Now that's not to say she still won't diagnose and treat to the best she can, but it hinders her greatly in treatment. Now that's not to say Sylvia can't get a diagnosis wrong, she is only human, and thus she can only do so much without assistance, though she tries her best with what she is given.
On a further note, Sylvia has had quite a bit of practice with medical treatment, especially on the injuries part. With her, "Slave" (For the lack of better terms) having been hurt often from lashings, cuts, and all sorts of torture. While she isn't the best doctor there is, Sylvia has enough training and practice to allow for her to treat those she can.
~Sylvia was trained to be a doctor, because of this, she is much like a Paramedic in that she can quickly diagnose and treat injuries and illnesses that can be presented in the battlefield. That's to say, if she has the right resources for the job. Now that's not to say she still won't diagnose and treat to the best she can, but it hinders her greatly in treatment. Now that's not to say Sylvia can't get a diagnosis wrong, she is only human, and thus she can only do so much without assistance, though she tries her best with what she is given.
On a further note, Sylvia has had quite a bit of practice with medical treatment, especially on the injuries part. With her, "Slave" (For the lack of better terms) having been hurt often from lashings, cuts, and all sorts of torture. While she isn't the best doctor there is, Sylvia has enough training and practice to allow for her to treat those she can.
Blonde
"I don't wish to change this feature of me."
Eye Color:
Green
"I do believe it's improbable that this will change for me."
Height:
163 cm
"I wish I could get a bit taller...."
Weight:
"Why that is quite rude to ask.
56 Kg
"W-who put that there?! N-no no! Don't look!"
Tattoos:
None.
"My family would kill me if I got one.... Thus I decided not to."
Piercings:
Ears
"I think that is normal....?"
Scars:
None evidently present
"I have a few. But they've long since faded"
Oddities:
Sylvia admittedly likes the scent of certain medical things.
"A true hero knows the difference between bravery and stupidity is a fine line."
Personality:
{Intelligent, Kind, Mad Scientist, Brave}
Sylvia is rather strange in her family's sense. Where as the Matthas family was known for being officers in the Military. While Sylvaria didn't embrace that type of life, more wishing to be a doctor, mostly away from the battle and especially from her abusive brothers. To be exact, Sylvaria is rather scared of her family, whom isn't the most fond of the little girl trying to be a doctor. Moving on, Sylvia is rather kind and generous, especially when it comes to those whom are in need of help, and feels a strong sense of justice. Yet that kindness can only go so far, for, hidden deep down in Sylvia's mind and heart, isn't a doctor, but a mad scientist whom wishes to test different concoctions and all on patients, weather they want them or not. Though it's rare to see that side of Sylvia, it's still present in her and when she feels the person she's treating has done unspeakable things, the mad scientist slips from her, and Goddesses save whomever she tests on.
Though when it comes to the blessed children, Sylvaria actually has a care for them, she feels bad for the poor things, especially Alastor, whom was especially beaten, whipped, and tortured. Though she feels like Alastor hates her because of her family. Which is understandable, but she has wanted to show that just because she's related to the mongrels that beat him, and at one point, her for treating Alastor's wounds, doesn't change how she is with him. Though moving along to the other Blessed Children, Sylvia often treats them as her equal, or even better than her. She often sees what they can do and finds herself inadequate in comparison, that being said, she finds that in a lot of things she is just mediocre at best. Sylvia has no self-esteem to put it mildly, since no matter what she seems to do, there's always that one person whom is better than her in her eyes.
That being said, Sylvaria is intelligent, having some knowledge of tactics on the front, which she picked up from her brothers and father. Though her true intelligence lays in her medicine and training. Which she learned under the table from the family doctor, and from books she took from the study. That is what Sylvia considers her trump card, is that she is able to just see what is wrong with the body from afar. By no means does she consider this talent to be the work of an outside source, but she knows her skill is good when it comes to that. Rounding her off, Sylvaria is immensely brave for someone of her stature, being that she is rather small and light, she's never been afraid to protect her patient with her body, even if she has no real combat skill.
Hobbies:
~ Medicine: When it comes to medicine, Sylvaria does what she can to keep up-to-date in medical breakthroughs.
"One would think a doctor would keep up on that"
~ Playing the Piano: Taught as a little girl.
"It's been a while, but I can still play"
~ Gardening: She's liked plants a bit, and though she isn't avid, she knows a few herbs.
"Well. It's a little hobby I picked up from my late mother. She used to love it, so I thought I'd take it further"
~ Scavenging: mostly it's medical supplies, but Sylvia often scavenges for resources when and where she can.
"Another man's trash is a woman's treasure. It helps to be prepared after all."
Habits:
// Twirling her hair with her fingers
"It's a force of habit.... Well, when you have long hair you know"
// Apologizing for everything.
"I-I'm sorry! I-- I mean- Sorry!"
// Humming songs
"Sometimes a song helps heal"
// Clean Freak / Organizing freak
"Everything must be sanitized and placed where it's supposed to be!"
Likes/Loves:
- Medical Books
- Her space to be as clean as possible.
- Alastor (Though she will not EVER admit it to anyone)
- A cup of tea
- Knives (It's a little strange with her)
Dislikes/Hates:
- Messes/A messy area
- Failure
- Her brothers.
- When people attack the medics
- Spicy food
- Bugs in general.
+ Medicine (Anybody sensing a theme here?)
"This should be completely obvious by now."
+ Cleaning
"I clean my own area, thank you."
+ Running
"It helps when your brothers used to chase you with all sorts of things"
+ Scavenging
"Well, I don't know when I will need this, but I'll keep it just in case"
Weaknesses:
- Physicality: Physically speaking, Sylvia isn't exactly strong
"I'll just say this: 'Do no Harm' it's a code I live by."
- Combat: Sylvia has very little combat abilities outside of flailing about.
Well.... I'm not exactly a combat person."
- Supplies: With Sylvia's trade in medicine, she needs constant supplies
"There's only so much I can do with what I have"
- Her Brothers: Sylvia is admittedly scared to death of them.
"I-it's not Like I'm scared.... More.... Um....."
- Stress: Distress tends to toy with Sylvaria's mind.
"Well, it's normal for distress to mess with everyone at some point"
- Herself: She's known for selling herself short, and always finds herself to be inadequate in comparison to others.
"I'm useless when it comes to what helps a unit. I'm sorry, I'll just get out of your way."
History:
Sylvaria Alexis Matthews-Kewatt was born the second child between two brothers, the elder one, Marcus, had been there for her at a young age, it was a peaceful life with her brothers, whom seemed inseparable to Sylvaria. Though the Family bloodline had come into play, and that was what changed her older brother, Marcus, and younger brother, Lloyd, a poor Blessed child was brought into the family to serve under Sylvia. Knowing full well that the child was going to suffer from her brothers, whom already were planning on being soldiers and would in turn, go for the child, Alastor, knowing he couldn't fight back.
In the meantime, the more kind-souled Sylvaria was not concerned with being what her father wished her to be, which was amongst her brothers in the army, she was more concerned with her mother's illness. Even at the young age that she was, she knew that her mother needed urgent care and often tried her best to help her mother while the family doctor was out retrieving what he needed. That being said, she was secretly sneaking into the study after she was long since supposed to go to bed, and started picking up the books that her mother had kept. Soon enough, as Alastor had been tormented by his brothers, whom at times took the place of the soldiers whom would beat poor Alastor and she'd be the one whom decided to patch him up. And life went on like that, both with the Mistress and Slave trying to keep one protected.
But soon something had happened, and Sylvia wasn't exactly prepared for, as she and Alastor went out, she occasionally would notice Alastor doing some map-making, she had no idea why he had made those notes, but she knew he was planning some sort of escape. Knowing full well his plans, Sylvia played along to his ruse, that is, she played along that he was a fool, knowing full well that the one she would love to deem as her friend was plotting to get out of dodge, leaving her behind in his wake. Even with that thought in mind, Sylvaria would help him with a ruse of her own, sounding like she was interested in the game that was being a soldier, she pointed out a few of the guards that weren't exactly noticeable to those whom weren't paying attention, and would then explain why they were placed there. Quietly the months passed by, until one fateful day.
During one of her excursions into the study to read the medical books that were there, she was caught, by her now malicious older brother, Marcus. He knew that Sylvia, whom was playing a blind person, was doing two things that disgusted him. One was her attempts to befriend Alastor, whom Marcus considered a lesser than he and Lloyd were, and then there was her studies. Their father, Sylvius, had instilled a military-like feel in the home, and thus, established a lights out policy, and, well, guess whom was caught breaking that curfew. Needless to say that things didn't end well for little Sylvia in comparison to her much taller and heavier brother. It ended that Sylvia had awoken again the day of her drafting, confused, and especially dazed, a week later. She has no recollection as to what had happened in that week, nor how hard she was hit, and now, she's been drafted into the war, against a foe she doesn't quite know, and with allies she knows even less.
Face Claim:
Asseylum Vers Allusia
Sylvaria Alexis Matthews-Kewatt was born the second child between two brothers, the elder one, Marcus, had been there for her at a young age, it was a peaceful life with her brothers, whom seemed inseparable to Sylvaria. Though the Family bloodline had come into play, and that was what changed her older brother, Marcus, and younger brother, Lloyd, a poor Blessed child was brought into the family to serve under Sylvia. Knowing full well that the child was going to suffer from her brothers, whom already were planning on being soldiers and would in turn, go for the child, Alastor, knowing he couldn't fight back.
In the meantime, the more kind-souled Sylvaria was not concerned with being what her father wished her to be, which was amongst her brothers in the army, she was more concerned with her mother's illness. Even at the young age that she was, she knew that her mother needed urgent care and often tried her best to help her mother while the family doctor was out retrieving what he needed. That being said, she was secretly sneaking into the study after she was long since supposed to go to bed, and started picking up the books that her mother had kept. Soon enough, as Alastor had been tormented by his brothers, whom at times took the place of the soldiers whom would beat poor Alastor and she'd be the one whom decided to patch him up. And life went on like that, both with the Mistress and Slave trying to keep one protected.
But soon something had happened, and Sylvia wasn't exactly prepared for, as she and Alastor went out, she occasionally would notice Alastor doing some map-making, she had no idea why he had made those notes, but she knew he was planning some sort of escape. Knowing full well his plans, Sylvia played along to his ruse, that is, she played along that he was a fool, knowing full well that the one she would love to deem as her friend was plotting to get out of dodge, leaving her behind in his wake. Even with that thought in mind, Sylvaria would help him with a ruse of her own, sounding like she was interested in the game that was being a soldier, she pointed out a few of the guards that weren't exactly noticeable to those whom weren't paying attention, and would then explain why they were placed there. Quietly the months passed by, until one fateful day.
During one of her excursions into the study to read the medical books that were there, she was caught, by her now malicious older brother, Marcus. He knew that Sylvia, whom was playing a blind person, was doing two things that disgusted him. One was her attempts to befriend Alastor, whom Marcus considered a lesser than he and Lloyd were, and then there was her studies. Their father, Sylvius, had instilled a military-like feel in the home, and thus, established a lights out policy, and, well, guess whom was caught breaking that curfew. Needless to say that things didn't end well for little Sylvia in comparison to her much taller and heavier brother. It ended that Sylvia had awoken again the day of her drafting, confused, and especially dazed, a week later. She has no recollection as to what had happened in that week, nor how hard she was hit, and now, she's been drafted into the war, against a foe she doesn't quite know, and with allies she knows even less.
Face Claim:
Asseylum Vers Allusia
