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Ingrid Palmer

Once a meek and unassuming nurse from the armed forces, Ingrid turned into a detached monster of intellect after the apocalypse. A surgeon for hire and a budding occultist, they travel from place to place with the hidden agenda of finding a cure for the virus that has ravished their world, by any means necessary.

Addicted to logic and protocol as much as obscure dogma, they respect the nobility of Lina Kirillovna IX probably more than that woman would like. They travel together so that Ingrid can flog miracle cures and snake oil, that are actually a front for continuing experimentation.

Information
Species Human
Nation Unaligned
Age 29
Height 6'5“
Weight 128lbs
Eye Color Blue
Hair Color Grey (Bleached)

History

Ingrid Miller was born to a family of glassmakers, but always had an interest in medicine and helping other people. In actuality, her first preference was witchcraft, but this was not seen as a valid source of income in her industrious and hardworking family.

Struggling through university and aching for money almost constantly, the family backing became almost as much of a curse as a blessing. They joined the army during the first throws of the crisis, in order to obtain some cashflow whilst their studies continued, not sure if their personality was being ground down by the pressure of living up to expectations…

And then the world ended for real, and their family was massacred in a fierce riot that erupted at the mouth of a civil defence bunker.

In a world of chaos with all social connections stripped away, they basically began following Lina around simply because of their minor celebrity status. It was also true that the woman needed medical attention for their infection, so it seemed like a good enough fit. They escaped the city when her military unit began falling apart, and never looked back.

A month down the line, feeling guilty for relishing in their new freedom, Ingrid began to loot raw chemicals as well as items of the occult. One of their first spells was an anti-curse rune marked on their own chest, a logical first step to further experimentation… But if they'd go that far, messing with other people's bodies a bit didn't seem all that bad, did it?…

It was for the greater good, after all.

Appearance

Ingrid has an oversized and masculine body you'd probably associate more with a metalworker or marine, that beguiles soft, precise and robotic movements bordering on the uncanny. Her biceps and abs are particularly pronounced, though their is still an hourglass figure to be found under them.

Her face is stubby with big libs, a flat nose and large ears. She had gloomy sloping eyes and dark eyebrows, as well as shaggy unkept grey hair with a pair of braided pigtails. Her glasses are often obscured by a long uncut fringe.

Clothes are often loose and half-repaired military fatigues, through they collect spiked arm bands as a method of avoiding monster bites. They of course have a long duster and gas mask for materials with hazardous situations, too.

Personality

Ingrid lost all basic sense of morality with the end of the world, but still obsessively pursues the idea of 'neutral karma'… In other words, as long as the suffering they cause is equal to what they receive, it's all no big deal. They are intelligent, but also obsessive-compulsive, subconsciously believing in an unseen aura of energy that guides their actions.

Calm and soft-spoken at all times, they see things with a top-down view that can come across as pretty detached.

Lina is seen as their close confidant, and somewhat a grounding in reality; She keeps them focused on the cause of doing good in the long run, even if two of them have differing opinions on what that actually means.

Skills

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