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HOW'M I DOIN'
SOMEONE HELP ME
JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL
A Brief Overview
Mar. 28th, 2020 01:36 amThe Medicine Seller, at first blush, is a... very strange fellow. Enigmatic and almost unshakably calm, just a few minutes of speaking to him will additionally reveal him to have an off-kilter, disquietingly dark sense of humor with a penchant for dry sarcasm, riddles and the occasional double entendre. It's often difficult to tell just what he's feeling or thinking in any given situation, and that problem is no doubt only exacerbated by the markings upon his face. A keen eye might notice the man rarely ever smiles.
Save for certain occasions.
While he introduces himself as, and sticks to the story of being a traveling pharmacist, he makes no effort in most of his actions to keep that story straight. From openly carrying a sword, to using ofuda and demon sensing tools, it could honestly not be any more obvious that he's not, as he says, a 'simple medicine seller'. Feel free to get angry and demand he explain his shit. He might even say something useful!
Nine times out of ten though, he'll just repeat the medicine seller bit, but now with an air of obnoxious amusement.
He really does have shit to sell in that massive medicine box he carries, and he's always willing to sell whats in it, with a few exceptions. There is in fact a specific drawer in that box dedicated fully to contraception, sex aids, drawn pornography and other delightful things, of which he seems to take a certain entertained interest in. Go on and ask him about it, he genuinely likes opening the wedding night drawer.
In addition to this, he appears to enjoy recreational drugs, and carries opium, tobacco and alcohol, along with pipes and glasses to sample said goods.
But indeed, despite all this, he rarely seems to actually smile, and the one that's usually on his face is only paint. No, smiling is rare, usually reserved for the very occasional person he likes, cats, and battle. Because why on earth would he carry a sword, charmed ofuda and demon sensing equipment, other than to fight demons? His quarry is specific, and his methods confusing and somewhat arcane, but the idea of getting to go toe to toe with powerful spirits is one of the few things that openly, obviously excites him. To the point where he's fully willing to risk life and limb for the sake of finding and laying to rest the enraged ghosts that he has chosen to fight.
Anything less than a mononoke tends not to gain much interest from him, and otherwise he is fairly difficult to rile up. Usually quite the contrary: the Medicine Seller can happily slip into the role of an antagonist, needling and teasing people in order to get what he needs out of them, whether it be information, confessions.... or just entertainment. He has a general dislike of hot-tempered assholes and liars, and sees no issue with letting people who don't listen to him, or refuse to assist him, die. He's not really much of a hero and one will find he typically doesn't stick his neck out for anyone.
He has one job, and saving the lives of morons isn't a part of it.
Save for certain occasions.
While he introduces himself as, and sticks to the story of being a traveling pharmacist, he makes no effort in most of his actions to keep that story straight. From openly carrying a sword, to using ofuda and demon sensing tools, it could honestly not be any more obvious that he's not, as he says, a 'simple medicine seller'. Feel free to get angry and demand he explain his shit. He might even say something useful!
Nine times out of ten though, he'll just repeat the medicine seller bit, but now with an air of obnoxious amusement.
He really does have shit to sell in that massive medicine box he carries, and he's always willing to sell whats in it, with a few exceptions. There is in fact a specific drawer in that box dedicated fully to contraception, sex aids, drawn pornography and other delightful things, of which he seems to take a certain entertained interest in. Go on and ask him about it, he genuinely likes opening the wedding night drawer.
In addition to this, he appears to enjoy recreational drugs, and carries opium, tobacco and alcohol, along with pipes and glasses to sample said goods.
But indeed, despite all this, he rarely seems to actually smile, and the one that's usually on his face is only paint. No, smiling is rare, usually reserved for the very occasional person he likes, cats, and battle. Because why on earth would he carry a sword, charmed ofuda and demon sensing equipment, other than to fight demons? His quarry is specific, and his methods confusing and somewhat arcane, but the idea of getting to go toe to toe with powerful spirits is one of the few things that openly, obviously excites him. To the point where he's fully willing to risk life and limb for the sake of finding and laying to rest the enraged ghosts that he has chosen to fight.
Anything less than a mononoke tends not to gain much interest from him, and otherwise he is fairly difficult to rile up. Usually quite the contrary: the Medicine Seller can happily slip into the role of an antagonist, needling and teasing people in order to get what he needs out of them, whether it be information, confessions.... or just entertainment. He has a general dislike of hot-tempered assholes and liars, and sees no issue with letting people who don't listen to him, or refuse to assist him, die. He's not really much of a hero and one will find he typically doesn't stick his neck out for anyone.
He has one job, and saving the lives of morons isn't a part of it.
