Mentions of a doctor made me think, that I really want to bring about Dr. Hacksaw. Because he's too awesome, not to:
Name: Mark Brugger
Nickname: Hacksaw
Age: 30
Race: hooman
Role: Mercenary surgeon
Appearance:
Personality: Hacksaw is cheerful and full of macabre (often double-edged), morbid humor, making for a terrifying mix to any patient. Some would call him insane, but it's really just his scalpel edge gags. As he would put it: "My good man, you came at just the right time! I'm offering two amputations for the price of one! Ask anyone - it's a steal!"
Past: Mark was working for the same company as Lady used to - the Red Point Contracts PLC and was under her command. Being a battlefield surgeon, he had to do a lot of (often lifesaving) work. Sometimes it's stitching together torn out wounds, and treating the burns, other times it's amputations and getting the shrapnel out of the organs. In either case he practiced surgery in stress situations long enough to stitch up a wound faster than you can know it. As a side-note many regard him as jinxed and as Lady would mention it:
"Wherever he goes, a bath of blood and guts follows. He doesn't even need to do anything. Insane things happen on their own, when he's around. Once he had the entire accompanying unit slaughtered and he was trapped on his own. The hostile platoon had him surrounded, and probably would had him caught for interrogation, or worse - slavery, but one of their soldiers managed to accidentally unpin their own thermobaric grenade, and they all blew up right in his face. They all, being tightly clustered together served as the living shield for him. When we came over to the fighting grounds, seeking for any survivors, he popped out of a trench with that brilliantly white, idiotic grin of his, then gesturing at the scene of a fight, shouting at us: "Spare parts! Spare parts, everywhere! Take your pick, don't be shy!" the whole fucking battlefield was strewn with organs, meat and brains everywhere, it's as if everyone were trying to cleave each other apart or something, and he not so much as flinch at it, all like: Yeah, been a thing like that, I'm just chilling now."
Traits: JINXED, tends to randomly bleed, never bothered with death or suffering of anyone (he's pretty much like: "Oh, you're dying? That sounds cool! How does it feel?").
----Stats----
Strength: 4
Perception: 3
Endurance: 3
Charisma: 4
Intelligence: 18
Agility: 8
Luck: 20
----Inventory----
Being a field surgeon he packs it efficient:
Battlefield surgeon's tools
Some antibiotics, antishocks, and morphine, among some other odd tranqualizers and painkillers.
20 caps
SPAS-15 12 Gauge shotgun (2x 8rd Magazines)
Spare Maker (Modified USP 45; 2x 12rd Magazines):
This particular USP has been modified with integral suppressor, but the suppressor's purpose is not to keep things quiet, but ensure that the bullet leaving the barrel is as sterile and cool as possible. While the pistol accepts any kind of .45 ACP cartridge, Hacksaw uses it with special "bull" rounds, that make a straight clean, but very wide path through the target, which allows the pistol to sever limbs and body shots somewhat ensure that organs are in salvageable condition.
Medic Armor: