Korso
lux
Octavus

Medical Chart Up-to-Date as of 10/10

Pre-existing conditions:
Mild Osteoarthritis - Primarily in interphalangeal joints of both handsFamily/Relations: NoneDisposition
Patient is a lively and affable individual. Interacts freely and vivaciously and frequently seeks attention from others. Displays marked obsession with personal grooming. Domineering tendencies but non-malicious.—In light of recent revelations Dr. Octavus' vitals remain the same, however please keep in mind his unique aetherical nature.—Staff! Stop allowing Dr. Octavus to prescribe his own treatments! —Dr. V—Persons without proper writs are not to be given information on Dr. Octavus' personal or work history with the clinic regardless of recent revelations concerning his person. —Dr. V—Staff, Dr. Octavus has not been replaced by a 'magitek simulacrum', please disregard claims to the contrary. Especially those made by Dr. Octavus. —Dr. V

CommonDoctor on Call— Korso operates a small discreet clinic— one that does not rely on conjury magic for healing— and is known to accept patients from humble means and shady pasts with little questioning. The same courtesy is expected to be observed for his practice.
—Ill or injured? Low on funds and/or moral fiber? You may be entitled to free* medical care! Call today.Honeydew— A darling baby angel full of love hope and joy, Honeydew— most often called to as Melon— is the light of Korso's life. Strange, round, and feathered as creatures go, but as sweet as she is spherical, Korso is wont to tend to her bellyache before a man dying in the streets.Reclaimer— As an expat of several years Korso affords a fair portion of his sprawling efforts towards Ilsabard, aiding in the coordination between the Eorzean Alliance and the remains of the Garlean people. Assisting in relief, engineering, and social efforts, he also affords some of his energy preventing the unlawful plundering of Garlean native territories for valuables and resources.

UncommonEngineering— What began as a simple busy task, an exercise in keeping his hands nimble and practiced for his surgical work, became a vested skill. Competent in a myriad of general mechanical and small arms fabrication he however specializes in the design, construction, and application of magitek and, in relation, ceruleum.
—Highly curious about tech, mechanical architecture, and autonomous machines. Has developed several prototypes of his own including a medi-drone assistant and specially processed crystallized ceruleum-based nouliths.Deadeye— An almost preternatural shot Korso keeps his aim in due practice, whether shooting firearms or tossing wooden spoons at snotty gremlins trying to stick their grubby little fingers in the batter.
—Enjoys competitions of skill and likes to make games out of landing objects in specific places.
—Designed and fashioned his own rifle, the Lux Ultima, ornate and highly technical as it is and loves to show it and all its nifty features off.Good Food— Born from a distaste of military rations Korso, amidst all his other duties and projects, nurtures a culinary prowess first budded in early childhood years spent alone and what bloomed during his crammed university days. Delights in preparing meals and sweet treats for those he is endeared to.

RareTraitor's Blood— Korso, or rather, Korvus lux Octavius of the well-to-do Octavius lineage— notable estate barons— is in truth a pureblood Garlean expatriate and previously a Primus Medicus of the Empire's now defunct XIVth Legion.—Korso previously came to Eorzea under extenuating circumstances and for several years posed as an elezen to keep a low profile. Though he no longer operates under the ruse he is still evasive about specific inquiries into his home and family and does not put in extra efforts to announce his imperial lineage if it is not called into question.—Fiercely devoted to his people he easily grows defensive when they are spoken ill of, potentially becoming hostile. Like others, he is still grappling with the position he and the Garlean people find themselves in within the Post-Empire world and still weaning off a lifetime feed of propaganda. He is viciously resentful of the fallen Empire's Military Complex for the part it played in the worst events of his life.—Somewhere there exists an old warrant for his capture, for conspiracy against the crown and the murder of a superior officer. It is uncertain the veracity of the charges but someone might still be willing to pay or hold a grudge.—Military personnel who served in the Gyr Abanian theatre, Garlean and Eorzean alike, may recognize him as an officer, a field medic— albeit one with a bit of vicious notoriety about him.Ivory Teeth— Before being strong-armed into a higher education and subsequently the military— threatened with the loss of his inheritance otherwise— Korso was a burgeoning concert pianist, notable for his young talent and winsome smiles, and had performed in a few venues of fair repute.
—He has scant little time to keep in practice these days but the potential for a recording of his old performances to have survived is non-zero.

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Ceruleum Stabilisation
Given his true nature physically, Korso cannot weave and fling magicks like the heroes of Eorzea and lands beyond. Due to his nature psychologically, however, that has done nothing to stop him from achieving the same results by other means. During his exile Korso has spilled his time, sweat, and sometimes literal blood into developing means to crystallize the extremely volatile substance of ceruleum and create a stable, portable, (quasi)safe source of aetherical energy with at least thrice the potency as a land-borne shard— though, far from Garlemald, sources for his projects have been limited at best throughout trials and thus most results suboptimal. While still troubleshooting the process of developing larger structures he has managed to successfully catalyze pieces roughly the size and length of his forearm, however finds himself grappling with the problem that, when made any larger, they begin to lose their potency.This research has lead to the development of his own special 'constructs', objects that act not unlike adderstone nouliths as conduits for the manipulation and transference of aether— the difference being that the source of energy lies in the crystallized ceruleum within rather than drawn from the closed circuit of Korso's own aether. Given that they are not intrinsically linked to his aether well he has had to develop a system of entanglement and gesture recognition via magitek hardware and engineering, partnered to sophisticated nodes embedded in the tips of specialized gloves' fingers. The system is rudimentary for now but has bright prospects given the changing nature of the now defunct Empire, his fugitive status, and, most importantly, access to resources.When his work hits a wall he then turns to tinkering, the pioneer of a great many small but handy quality of life inventions— from beverage warmers to automatic treat dispensers.