Amos "Doc" Faust
AMOS "DOC" FAUST
NG Human Bard 8
Amos Faust was man of middling years when he met Davina of the Calladyr Sheehee. She was beautiful and youthful in appearance even though she had been born long before Amos had ever walked Primordia. He never understood why a Sheehee maiden would ever take interest in an old mountain savage like himself… but she had, and they were very happy together. Davina had borne him a son, who the locals know as Ransom, and they worked their small farm together. Then when young Ransom was only knee-high to a grasshopper Davina left them. Amos never knew why, perhaps she just grew bored when her “Sheehee wanderlust" beckoned to her. Or maybe it was “Old Scratch” what took her down to his black furnaces when she was off foraging for herbs for making medicinal poultices to sell in town.
Whatever it was that took her from Amos she was well and truly gone and had been for nearly twenty years. Now Amos was an old man, but he’d taught Ransom all he knew. He taught him how to spin a tale and play a banjo, how to hunt, and how to fight. Amos’ crooked hands and stooped shoulders didn’t allow him to do much nowadays except to cook up a mighty fine ‘shine and make poultices to remedy what ailed folks. He is well-respected in Firefly Holler and has delivered most of the babies born there over the last 20 years or so and folks had gone to calling him “Old Doc Faust.”
Ransom, on the other hand, had a bit of Old Scratch in him, but he was a good boy at heart. He’d taken to chasin’ after the young lasses and wrastlin’ and fightin’ the other young bucks in the Holler, but who hadn’t at his age? But Amos knew he wasn’t long for the world, and he could tell that the Sheehee side of Ransom was a callin’ to him and it was only a matter of time before the young'un would answer it
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