Name: Whiskey
Type: Medic
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Nationality: Irish
Health: 80-90
Sprint: 470
“I’ll cure what ales you and ales what cures you… or something like that.”
Whisky Lived by a simple rule, keep your nose out of other peoples business. So when she worked security for a medical corporation she didn’t ask any questions. She never inquired what went on behind the big metal door or what were in the black boxes. She just collected her pay and enjoyed her evenings in whatever tavern that had not barred her yet. One day she was approached by a rival company to steal something from the lab where she worked. At first she refused to, but quickly changed her mind when her boss handed her a severance package. She swiped two of the black crates, one for the rival company and one for herself. Now she works for whoever offers her the most to keep their people alive…or some cases, dead.
Special weapon: Syringe Hand crossbow (can’t think of a better name)
Ability 1: Regenerate syringe (Q)
Health received: 100 points over 5 seconds (Cannot be interrupted)
Ability 2: Atrophy syringe (E)
Damage: 5 points every second for 10 seconds for a total of 50 (Can be countered with a healing ability)
Weapons
Primary: Crotzni, SMG-9 or Hollunds 880
Secondary: M9, Caulden or DE .50
Melee: Stilnotto Stiletto, Cricket Bat or a bottle of whisky (cause why not!)