Name: Dr. Marcus May
Age: 37
Height: 5'10
Weight: 184 pounds
Species: Terran
Job: Medical Officer
Rank: Private 3rd Class

Personality: A man of simple wants and needs Dr. May simply wants to do his bit to keep the war effort going and the Marines alive. He does not handle stressful situations very well, and tries to avoid them whenever its possible.

Likes: Challenging surgery, gin after hours, working at his own pace, blackjack, Shakespeare.
Dislikes: The Drathonians, undue stress, vodka.
Goals: Keep as many marines alive as possible.

Marcus lived an ordinary life before everything was shot to pieces by the Drathonians when he was 23. His education in medicine was cruelly put to the test, and he cracked under the pressure. That day, he lost countless friends, colleagues, and he could only assume the worst for his family.

In spite of the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, as Marcus likes to put it, he vowed to continue his life, propel his understanding and ply his now invaluable skills to aid the Marines. He was thinking of making a direct approach, but lacked the physical fitness to take up combat training. Instead, he focussed on what he did best.

However, his stress management problems remain unchecked, but flagged.

Appearance: A slightly chubby man with a dirty blonde mop of hair on his head and blue eyes concealed by glasses. Dressed in a white coat with all of the archetypal doctor paraphernalia.

Distinguishing characteristics: Unfit physique and generally out of shape.

“Nobody ever died being careful.”