<div class="floatleft">(https://www.herr-der-ringe-film.de/v3/media/darsteller/denethor/john_noble01-cb168988.jpg) (http://orig01.deviantart.net/9e58/f/2011/230/e/e/walter_bishop_by_gredandfeorge-d47312s.jpg)(http://orig15.deviantart.net/8fd4/f/2010/315/0/d/0db93903f09b5daba4b83fd1bc2ad21f-d32m0n8.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u"><br/>Description</span>: <br/></strong>About 5 foot 10 and slight to medium of build, The Doctor has blue eyes that sparkle with a hint of mirth and madness, and dark brown hair that is going grey and silver due to the stress and trauma of his durance and post Arcadian explorations. When around him, one might feel a slight chill of cold or fear deep inside, in some unnamed pit of the being, or they may notice a light scent of pumpkin and spices.<br/><br/>To those ensorcelled or fae the effect is more noticeable.  The very air around him is tinged with the smells of harvest, pumpkins, fear, and autumn leaves. His hair is brilliant and has hues of golden red and orange and brown intermixed like the leaves themselves. Once or twice individuals have described the sound of a soft bell, like the reaper tolling the harvest. Looking into those eyes may even cement the notion with their mad gleam of one who has seen things none should.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Background</span>: </strong>The Doctor, has been a presence in Orlando for some time though no one seems able to place for how long, or when he came to town. He tends to slip into the background or be forgotten about until someone is in need or , gods forbid, he himself has decided that someone has need of him. Even looking at him directly, he seems to be fading from sight. Absent minded, jovial, and in possession of little to no filter,  he is a creature of powerful passion and desires. Yet when you do look into his eyes, one can tell that he has stared into the abyss. Perhaps a moment longer than he should have.<br/><br/>Doc has spent his time honing the chirurgeon skills he acquired on the battlefields of arcadia, as well as the flow and current of the wyrd and dreams. As a member of "The Order of Oneirophysics" he has had an opportunity to perfect his craft as he fights against the Fae and their plans. Often in one of his labs, the hedge, or his favorite freehold haunt, the Doctor is always willing to render aid to mortal and motley alike.<br/><br/>