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GANGREL: /* Atmospheric Messaging */

2025-08-10T23:08:16Z

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	* The warm scent of baked herbs and toasted grain wafts through the room for a brief moment.		* The warm scent of baked herbs and toasted grain wafts through the room for a brief moment.
	* Dokt rubs a blunt thumb between his eyes and yawns.		* Dokt rubs a blunt thumb between his eyes and yawns.
			* Dokt snorts quietly and shoves a slightly overbaked cookie into a cracked jar.

	==Former Description==		==Former Description==

GANGREL: /* Atmospheric Messaging */

2025-08-10T19:18:35Z

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	* Dokt rocks from heel to toe and back while stretching his limbs and grimacing. He looks around and says, "Healing is in my blood. I can't give it up, but it was well beyond time leave the scalpels to others."		* Dokt rocks from heel to toe and back while stretching his limbs and grimacing. He looks around and says, "Healing is in my blood. I can't give it up, but it was well beyond time leave the scalpels to others."
	* Dokt glances around and wistfully says, "I wish more of the Guilded Empaths would grow their plants and thickets here for the townsfolk and visitors to use. I just can't keep up with the needs anymore."		* Dokt glances around and wistfully says, "I wish more of the Guilded Empaths would grow their plants and thickets here for the townsfolk and visitors to use. I just can't keep up with the needs anymore."
			* The warm scent of baked herbs and toasted grain wafts through the room for a brief moment.
			* Dokt rubs a blunt thumb between his eyes and yawns.

	==Former Description==		==Former Description==

GANGREL: /* Atmospheric Messaging */

2025-08-06T01:17:10Z

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	* Dokt glances around and wistfully says, "I wish more of the Guilded Empaths would grow their plants and thickets here for me to study."		* Dokt glances around and wistfully says, "I wish more of the Guilded Empaths would grow their plants and thickets here for me to study."
	* Dokt rocks from heel to toe and back while stretching his limbs and grimacing. He looks around and says, "Healing is in my blood. I can't give it up, but it was well beyond time leave the scalpels to others."		* Dokt rocks from heel to toe and back while stretching his limbs and grimacing. He looks around and says, "Healing is in my blood. I can't give it up, but it was well beyond time leave the scalpels to others."
			* Dokt glances around and wistfully says, "I wish more of the Guilded Empaths would grow their plants and thickets here for the townsfolk and visitors to use. I just can't keep up with the needs anymore."

	==Former Description==		==Former Description==

GANGREL: /* Atmospheric Messaging */

2025-08-03T22:23:18Z

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	* Dokt waves a large hand at you and exclaims, "Buy something or shoosh on outta here!"		* Dokt waves a large hand at you and exclaims, "Buy something or shoosh on outta here!"
	* Dokt glances around and wistfully says, "I wish more of the Guilded Empaths would grow their plants and thickets here for me to study."		* Dokt glances around and wistfully says, "I wish more of the Guilded Empaths would grow their plants and thickets here for me to study."
			* Dokt rocks from heel to toe and back while stretching his limbs and grimacing. He looks around and says, "Healing is in my blood. I can't give it up, but it was well beyond time leave the scalpels to others."

	==Former Description==		==Former Description==

GANGREL: /* Atmospheric Messaging */

2025-07-26T13:30:55Z

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	* Dokt paces his familiar alcove. "I was a surgeon, once. These walls were lined with beds, and field medics aplenty brought those mangled by the wilds or lack of skill alike."		* Dokt paces his familiar alcove. "I was a surgeon, once. These walls were lined with beds, and field medics aplenty brought those mangled by the wilds or lack of skill alike."
	* Dokt waves a large hand at you and exclaims, "Buy something or shoosh on outta here!"		* Dokt waves a large hand at you and exclaims, "Buy something or shoosh on outta here!"
			* Dokt glances around and wistfully says, "I wish more of the Guilded Empaths would grow their plants and thickets here for me to study."
	* (more to be added)

	==Former Description==		==Former Description==

GANGREL: /* Atmospheric Messaging */

2025-07-23T01:32:41Z

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	* Dokt rubs the back of his neck, then stretches and returns to work.		* Dokt rubs the back of his neck, then stretches and returns to work.
	* Dokt pulls a chunk of very dried out looking meat jerky from a pocket and begins gnawing on it with stoic persistence.		* Dokt pulls a chunk of very dried out looking meat jerky from a pocket and begins gnawing on it with stoic persistence.
			* Dokt paces his familiar alcove. "I was a surgeon, once. These walls were lined with beds, and field medics aplenty brought those mangled by the wilds or lack of skill alike."
			* Dokt waves a large hand at you and exclaims, "Buy something or shoosh on outta here!"
	* (more to be added)		* (more to be added)

GANGREL: /* Atmospheric Messaging */

2025-07-22T00:47:28Z

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	* The heavy scent of genich and old wood lingers in the warm air.		* The heavy scent of genich and old wood lingers in the warm air.
	* Dokt rubs the back of his neck, then stretches and returns to work.		* Dokt rubs the back of his neck, then stretches and returns to work.
			* Dokt pulls a chunk of very dried out looking meat jerky from a pocket and begins gnawing on it with stoic persistence.
	* (more to be added)		* (more to be added)

GANGREL at 21:15, 20 July 2025

2025-07-20T21:15:16Z

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	'''Dokt''' is the NPC healer for [[Knife Clan]].		'''Dokt''' is the former NPC healer for [[Knife Clan]].

	==Description==		==Description==
	~~The surgeon~~ Dokt is a ~~middle-aged~~ 'Tog with a ~~bit of a~~ paunch and a blurred softness about his face~~. If Gor'Togs had hair to begin with he'd probably be going bald~~. A man of great dedication, Dokt has devoted his life to the study of medical techniques. ~~Unfortunately~~ ~~for~~ ~~his~~ ~~patients,~~ ~~his~~ ~~skill~~ ~~doesn't~~ ~~match~~ his ~~dedication,~~ and ~~his~~ bedside manner is ~~pretty~~ ~~much~~ ~~what~~ ~~you~~ ~~would~~ ~~expect~~ ~~from~~ a ~~Gor'Tog~~.		Bioalchemist Dokt is an elderly Gor'Tog with a pronounced paunch and a blurred softness about his face. A man of great dedication, Dokt has devoted his life to the study of mundane medical techniques, and years of constant triage work took their toll on his body. The muscles of youth are replaced with wrinkles and sagging skin in more places than not. Never known for a good bedside manner, Dokt seems to mutter to himself a fair bit these days.

	==Atmospheric Messaging==		==Atmospheric Messaging==
			* Dokt's shoulders heave as he draws a deep breath and sighs it out. "So much history here. It took over a year for me to accept the stories of the Heralds and Immortals battling over this small clan. We were frozen here, encased, as pawns in someone else's game." His tone darkens. "It was time for change."
			* A faint puff of flour drifts through the air, catching the light before vanishing.
			* (when asked a question) Bioalchemist Dokt shakes his head and says, "Shush. I'm not in the mood to tell stories now." He gestures to the wares around him. "This is my work, now. The scalpels and healing are for others. Stick around and you may hear a tale or two, in time, but I'm not answering questions for anyone while so filled with my own."
			* A Gor'Tog <profession> enters and approaches Bioalchemist Dokt. (He\|She) winces as (he\|she) points to <wound>. Dokt whistles between his teeth as he rather roughly rubs some ointment from a nearby mortar on the <profession>'s wound. When finished, Dokt mutters, "Just like old times, hmm? But just for you, neighbor." He pats the guest on the shoulder and escorts (him\|her) out.
			* A dry, brittle leaf flutters from a hanging bundle of herbs, landing silently on the floor.
			* Crumbs scatter across the counter as Dokt brushes off a baking tray with a grunt.
			* Somewhere in the back, something sizzles, followed by a sharp curse.
			* The heavy scent of genich and old wood lingers in the warm air.
			* Dokt rubs the back of his neck, then stretches and returns to work.
			* (more to be added)

			==Former Description==
			The surgeon Dokt is a middle-aged 'Tog with a bit of a paunch and a blurred softness about his face. If Gor'Togs had hair to begin with he'd probably be going bald. A man of great dedication, Dokt has devoted his life to the study of medical techniques. Unfortunately for his patients, his skill doesn't match his dedication, and his bedside manner is pretty much what you would expect from a Gor'Tog.

			== Former Atmospheric Messaging==
	* Dokt glances around the room. Seeing nobody lying about waiting for treatment he pulls a chunk of very dried out looking meat jerky from a pocket and begins gnawing on it with stoic persistence.		* Dokt glances around the room. Seeing nobody lying about waiting for treatment he pulls a chunk of very dried out looking meat jerky from a pocket and begins gnawing on it with stoic persistence.
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			* Formerly a [[Hospital]], he is now a baker selling herbal remedy cookies.
	* [[Hospital]]

MOTHRA at 02:32, 1 April 2020

2020-04-01T02:32:38Z

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	==Atmospheric Messaging==		==Atmospheric Messaging==
	* Dokt glances around the room. Seeing nobody lying about waiting for treatment he pulls a chunk of very dried out looking meat jerky from a pocket and begins gnawing on it with stoic persistence.		* Dokt glances around the room. Seeing nobody lying about waiting for treatment he pulls a chunk of very dried out looking meat jerky from a pocket and begins gnawing on it with stoic persistence.
	{{RefAl}}		{{RefAl\|a=y}}
			* [[Hospital]]

MOTHRA at 02:28, 1 April 2020

2020-04-01T02:28:32Z

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	==Atmospheric Messaging==		==Atmospheric Messaging==
	* Dokt glances around the room. Seeing nobody lying about waiting for treatment he pulls a chunk of very dried out looking meat jerky from a pocket and begins gnawing on it with stoic persistence.		* Dokt glances around the room. Seeing nobody lying about waiting for treatment he pulls a chunk of very dried out looking meat jerky from a pocket and begins gnawing on it with stoic persistence.
			{{RefAl}}